Vasectomy Stories

“Fuck, that’s hot!” Kevin shouted as he pulled his coffee cup out of the microwave and banged it on the counter, fanning his fingers in the air. “Are you using my new mug?” Cassie accused him from across the kitchen. Kevin looked at the cup, seemingly for the first time. Of course I have all the solutions—I’m a chemistry teacher! “Um, I guess so?” he offered as he reached for the milk. “Soary, if it’s in the cupboard, I f...