And what became of them. In no particular order. Caged and fucked As a farewell fuck for the old mattress, we were going to lock me into that way-too-small cage that made me come from the sheer pressure before, have me eat the cum, then Bear was going to fuck me while I’m wearing the …
My first ever “proper” cage arrived – ball-trap, cheapo Chinese thing from DHGate, this one. And of course I wanted to try it out. It’s so small it put enough pressure on my glans to make me ejaculate, which, that wasn’t what it’s meant to be for. Here I am, trying to get the damn …
Because Reasons, I stretched my PA to 11m. This time, I did not use a taper. I just tried an 11mm bent barbell, until after a week or so, it slipped right in. I am loving it. It weighs just under 1/8 of a pound, which makes it very noticeable while still comfortable. It fills …
Spit-roast fantasy During the last MAsT meeting, we talked about fantasies and aspirations, and what keeps us from making fantasies reality. I fantasize about giving someone with female genitalia an orgasm daily, oral or otherwise. That fantasy isn’t worth pursuing because I’d need to end my relationship with Bear to do so. Bear fantasized about …
We have never used a cock cage around here. Sometimes, even with years of conditioning behind me, I will stroke myself when not allowed. I asked Bear to be allowed to wear a cage when I realize I can’t control myself, or for extended travel, and he said he was fine by it. I was …