Everyone knows there are 3 ways to become a man:
I. A supermodel touches your dick
II. Kill an orc with your bare hands
III. Bleed from your nipples
Well I'm happy to say that I'm a man now. Yes, that's right. Yesterday I bleed from the nipple. It happened on the basketball court, in the middle of a pick-up game. I was walking down the court when another player pointed at me.
"Hey, your shirt is red. Is your nipple bleeding?"
I looked down, and to my amazement, saw blotchy red on my white shirt.
"I...I...I think it is."
The gym went silent as I peeked under my shirt for a nipple-check. I ran my finger around the areola to confirm hemoglobin leakage.
"Yes. Yes, my nipple is bleeding."
The gym immediately erupted in applause, and many around me patted me on the back.
"You're a man now!" they shouted, as they cheered and screamed.
I tried not to blush at all the attention.
"Oh come on guys, let's just play some ball." I said, bashfully.
After a few moments the cheers quieted, and we resumed our game. But just before the ball was checked up, I couldn't help to smile. It finally happened, I thought, as I went up to grab a rebound.