Pictures of gay men locked in chastity devices by black men
I stopped wearing it 24/7, because even the pros don’t do that. Honestly, that probably would have been less embarrassing.Īs the days wore on I grew accustomed to the discomfort. Without doubt, the clang of my dong-trap on the porcelain made the queue outside think I’d dropped my heroin spoon. In a singularly unlovely south London public toilet I retreated to a stall – the urinal was hardly an option – and sat down.
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It’s just not enjoyable.Īlso, pro–tip: wear the tightest underwear possible.Īnything loose and the little padlock flops around when you walk, making you sound like the Tin Man.Īt my meetings I must say I felt a little racy wearing it – naughty, like I had a dirty secret that could be exposed at any moment. But the pain rapidly forced my dick into retreat, so the problem went away.īut again, the weight thing. So imagine a lonely little bearcub in some sketchy foreign zoo, pathetically squishing its hairless, malnourished flanks against the bars of a teeny-tiny cage.
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The device was already pretty tight around my member, even when flaccid (cos I’m such a giant stud), but now my luckless schlong was doing its morning stretches, for the first time ever, under lock and key.Īgain, Metro would probably take a dim view of me sharing a photo. In the interests of journalism I read around the topic and discovered broad consensus within the male chastity community (oh, it exists) that overnight is the trickiest time, because you can’t help your raging nocturnal boners.Ī kindly soul on Reddit advised I slather up with baby oil before beddybyes and be ready for a rude awakening.Ībout 5am, having carefully arranged the pillows so I stayed on my back, the inevitable surging erection made itself known. That first evening I wore my chastity device mooching around the house, as a normal person might when breaking in a new pair of brogues. Indeed, when I jokingly suggested she swallow (the key), the love of my life put her headphones on and pretended I wasn’t there. She was all in favour, by the way, and I suspect rather looked forward to a spell of peaceful weekend lie-ins. I gave my wife the key, not because she’s a sexy dominatrix, but because she’s a trustworthy grownup who always knows where important household items are stored. Like a hunchbacked, medieval serf – head bowed, clapped in irons for stealing one of his Lordship’s chickens. Sadly I’m not allowed to model it for you (curse those Metro prudes), so this requires a little imagination on your part.
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In case you’re here for a handy how-to: unlock it, separate the parts, pop your nads through the scrotal ring, slide the shaft bit around your dong, secure it, then clasp the padlock back on. Plastic alternatives are available too, if you’re a puny wimp who doesn’t take genital self-mutilation seriously a sad little weasel unwilling – or, let’s face it, unable – to put in the hard miles on the highway to self-denial. What can I say: it was Dry January and self-flagellation was all the rage.