My Device

I mentioned a few years ago that I had purchased a Birdlocked device. I no longer have it. It was very uncomfortable and ended up causing a great deal of chaffing.

Now, that could be because I was new to wearing a device and didn’t know exactly what I was doing, or the tricks of how to wear a device the most comfortably. Nevertheless, I got rid of it and purchased a CB6000s.

The CB6000s worked, and I wore it continuously for 10-14 days many times. It was a chore to keep it clean, though, and took a lot of time every morning in the shower to get it clean enough to meet my standards. I have pretty high standards of cleanliness.

The reason I went with these two devices in the beginning was because of price. I also was self-locked and it didn’t really make sense to me to spend a lot of money on a device when I might just start dating someone who might not like chastity, or want me to get a different device, or…you get the point.

I had always wanted to get a Mature Metal Jailbird and had even had measurements ready so I could buy one the moment I got the opportunity. A month or two after I told GC about chastity, I brought up buying the Jailbird. I showed her the website and she really liked the look of the Mature Metal devices over the plastic CB6000s.

Although we hadn’t even started playing around with chastity, other than for a day or two, GC thought it would be a good idea for me to buy it so when she felt ready we would have what we needed to start.

I bought the Jailbird about a year ago and was ecstatic when it finally came in the mail. For those of you who don’t know much about Mature Metal, they’re products are of the highest quality, reasonably priced, and their customer service is legendary. I think you would be hard pressed to find someone who had an experience with them that was less than completely satisfying.

I was amazed with the workmanship. Every device is hand crafted with great attention to detail. I never wore it continuously for very long, but that wasn’t because it was uncomfortable or anything. It was because GC loves sex and never kept me locked (or allowed me to lock myself) for longer than 3-4 days.

Keep in mind that we’ve only been together for about 1 ½ years. And GC has never been dissatisfied with any aspect of my sexual performance. From the beginning of our relationship I always put her pleasure before my own. Every time we had sex, GC would orgasm at least 3 times, and on many occasions we simply lost count.

Not to toot my own horn (ok, maybe a little) but I’m not a guy with a “useless, pathetic, tiny cock.” I’ve never been with a woman who didn’t tell me I was the biggest and best she ever had. I’m only about 1.5-2 inches when soft, but I’m fairly substantial when hard. Not “OMG LOOK AT IT!” but a little above average. And I know how to use what I have to great effect.

Fast forward to today, and I’ve been locked in my Jailbird since the 3rd. That’s 11 days so far. GC and I made a few rules when we decided to give chastity a serious try. One rule is that she must orgasm on 10 separate occasions before we even consider an orgasm for me. Since she can experience as many as 10-20 (or more) orgasms in a single occasion, or as few as 2-3, it didn’t seem like a specific orgasm count was the way to go.

GC is the one who decides what a “separate occasion” is. Since the 3rd, there have been 6. So 4 more to go. Also, one of the rules is that GC can also add other minimums, such as days, weeks, etc. And she already has. She told me that I won’t have an orgasm until at least the 22nd.

Another rule is that I must wear my Jailbird (JB) any time I am not with her. We only see each other on the weekends, and occasionally for a meal during the week, so that basically means Monday through Friday. I don’t have an emergency key, but the shackle on the lock is brass, so I could easily cut it off with a pair of wire cutters if there ever was an emergency. So there’s no way for me to take the JB off without ruining the lock.

So far, every night I have spent with GC she has told me to take the JB off for bed. So, I can’t say I’ve worn it continuously for very long. But for me and GC, the orgasm denial is the more important aspect, not continual device wear.

Here’s a picture of me in the JB



This was taken a few weeks after I first got it. GC and I have plans to take pictures soon, and I’ll post those as soon as we do.

These are a Few of Our Favorite Things

I thought it might be appropriate to just list many of the fetishes GC and I are into. This is by no means the entire list of our sexual interests, just a general overview of a few things we like. In the future I’ll probably write something about all of them, at one time or another. But for now…

ABDL, the Diaper Lover part

Ball Stretching

Bondage

Butt Plugs

Cock and Ball Torment

Cream Pie

Enforced Chasity

Erotic Photography

Exhibitionism

Feminization

Forced Orgasm

Lingerie

Nipple Play

Orgasm Denial

Power Exchange

Predicament Bondage

Prostate Milking/Massage

Ruined Orgasm

Sex Toys

Spanking (in all its forms)

Strap-on

Tease and Denial

And about those cream pies.......

I remember the first time I cleaned GC's pussy after I had cum inside her. She wasn't expecting it, she'd never had it done before either. I just wanted to keep her coming, as she can orgasm for seeming hours on end, over and over. 

I loved it, and afterwards she asked, "What on earth made you want to do that?"

"I just didn't want you to stop," I told her.

"I loved it, it was so fucking hot," which is just what I was hoping she would say.

"Well, good boys always clean up after themselves," I said with a smile.

"And you're definitely my good boy."

Just the way I love sex to end :)

The Era of Chastity begins for the Curious Couple

I feel like I should start blogging again. Maybe I’ll even do it regularly. I hope to, but I won’t make any promises.

It’s been years since I started this blog and almost as long since my last post, so obviously a lot has changed.

I have a girlfriend that I’ve been with for more than a year and a half. Since my online persona is Living Curious, she chose “Growing Curious” or GC for short, and we’ve named ourselves the “Curious Couple.”

We have an incredibly kinky sex life and it’s absolutely amazing. I told her about my fetishes pretty early on in our relationship and she embraced them. She has an adventurous side, both in the bedroom and out. It was one of the things that first attracted me, besides her being smoking hot.

We had been dating for about 4 months when I finally brought up chastity, last summer. I was so nervous, but she’s always been excited to try new things no matter how outrageous they are so I was fairly certain that she wouldn't run from me screaming, “He’s a lunatic!”

She was interested, but understandably a bit overwhelmed. It’s taken a long time and a lot of growth for us both to be where we are today. We’re an incredibly strong couple and we grow together in ways that never cease to amaze me.

The one thing that we’ve always had going for us was amazing communication. Open, honest communication at any cost, even though it was painful sometimes. Those tough times have only made us stronger as a couple.

We just went through one of those unpleasant growth spurts last month. But that’s what they have always been: short periods of intense growth. Emotionally, mentally, personally and intimately. We now have a love that is so much stronger; much deeper and more profound than either of us ever imagined was humanly possible.

We’ve played around with chastity, but we never get very serious about it. It takes a while. Looking back now, we realize that those times we tried before and failed, we didn’t really fail. They were test runs and they always taught us something.

We realize now that we just weren’t ready at the time. We had a lot of growing to do as a couple. Not that we weren’t strong, but now we realize that we weren’t strong enough.

Well, the time has come. We’re strong. We feel invincible together. We feel ready to embark on a journey of discovery together. We’re ready to dive in and we’re ready to grow as individuals as we examine this aspect of ourselves, and know that we’re strong enough to support each other.

We’re finally ready to sustain our togetherness as we sustain each other in this time of exploration of the unknown. And thus begins the Era of Chastity for the Curious Couple.

My Butt Plug Collection

I bought my first butt plug when I was 19. Here’s a pic:

Since I didn’t want to buy it online and have it mailed (for reasons I’ve mentioned elsewhere) I went to a sex toy store near where I lived. I was so nervous when I went in. I had fantasized and looked extensively online for the right one, so I knew exactly what I wanted. I walked in the store and I was literally shaking. I grew up in a religious household, so needless to say I grew up pretty sexually repressed. I was so self-conscious as I walked in that store. I felt like everyone was looking at me and judging me. I looked around quickly and found the right one and then went to the counter to pay. The girl behind the counter looked bored. She was in her mid-twenties, had several facial piercings and was really hot. I was so embarrassed. But I tried to act as nonchalant as I could. Then she asked me,

“Did you find everything alright?”

I thought, shit, now I have to say something. I half mumbled and stuttered “Yes.”

Then she said, “Did you need any lube to go with this purchase?”

Not trusting myself to speak again I shook my head.

She looked at me skeptically and said, “Are you sure? We have a lot of different types to choose from.”

I thought, Holy shit! Just shut the hell up and ring up the damn thing! But instead I just said, “No, I’m good, thanks.”

She said ok and took my money and I left. When I got back to my car I was so relieved and elated at the same time.

Up until that night the only things I had ever inserted into me were my fingers or a screwdriver handle with a condom over it, and the only lube I had used was spit or Vaseline. I know a screwdriver handle is a really weird thing to use, but after my fingers were no longer enough I searched the house for anything phallic shaped. I was about 16 because I remember thinking “good thing I just got my driver’s license so I can go buy condoms.” I enjoyed sticking the handle to the screwdriver up my ass and just leaving it there while I was jerking off. That’s why I bought a butt plug before I bought my first dildo.

Since then I’ve tried my different shapes and sizes of butt plugs, and I’ve narrowed my favorites down to two: Mr. S Leather’s “World’s Most Comfortable Butt Plug” or WMCBP, and Square Peg’s Super Soft Eggs Plugs. I have The WMCBP size large:

The first Square Peg plug I bought was this one:

Don’t let the picture fool you, it’s actually a little bigger than my WMCBP. It took me about a week of stretching before I could fit it, and then I could only have it in for about an hour at a time. So I decided to get a size medium:

So those are my three butt plugs.

Right now I have the WMCBP in. I like it because it has a really narrow “neck.” However, I can’t have it in for more than about 8 hours before the metal disk starts to make my bum sore. Not from rubbing, but just because it’s metal and doesn’t have any give (obviously, lol).

My favorite is probably my Square Peg Large. It’s comfortable for long term, the only downside is that it takes me about 30 minutes to get it in if I haven’t used it in a while. I use the Square Peg Medium the most often, just because it’s easy to get in quickly if I just want it in while I’m jerking off. The downside to the medium is that the neck is pretty wide in relation to the plug, so it’s difficult to keep in long term, since a lot of lube is needed for long term use to minimize chaffing my butt cheeks. I’ve had it fall out once, but that’s a topic for another post.

My Chastity

Well, I got home from work today and I was so desperate for some kind of relief after typing about chastity all morning (I was so turned on!) that I decided to try milking. I bought an Aneros MGX about 8 months ago since I’ve heard that it helps greatly with milking. 

So I got home and tried it out. After 15 minutes I was getting a little bored and I hadn’t even had one drop of pre-cum, so I tried the old fashioned way with my finger. That got some results after about 5 minutes. I started rubbing between my legs in rhythm with the strokes with my finger and I started to get really hot and turned on, without getting an erection. As funny as it may sound, I’ve never tried to stimulate my prostate from the inside and outside at the same time. I couldn’t believe how amazing it felt! I kept going, hoping that I would ejaculate, and I kept creeping higher and higher, closer and closer to a climax. I was desperate. I wanted so badly to start stroking my penis, even though I still didn’t have an erection. This went on until I could feel “it” start to get away from me. I say “it” because it wasn’t really like the feeling of an impending orgasm; it was different but almost as good. Then I lost “it”. The feeling just stopped without me ejaculating or coming to any kind of satisfying climax. Ugh! I want to cum so bad right now! I’ve never been so desperate for release with my chastity device on. I’ve even teased myself by watching porn while wearing the device and I wasn’t this desperate. My god, how am I going to last until Saturday?

Living Curious

I want to try to go 7 days with my Birdlocked silicone chastity cage on. The longest I’ve ever gone before was about 4 days I think, and that was about a year ago.

Here's a pic of my Birdlocked. I have the Classic, which I highlighted:

I don’t remember what first got me interested in chastity play; perhaps it was my interest in CBT. I would fantasize about being locked up and not allowed to get an erection or masturbate. Maybe I would be milked and forced to eat my cum. It would get me hard just thinking about it, which I always thought was somewhat ironic. I wanted to buy a good chastity belt, but I was a novice when it came to these things. I searched on the internet, but everything seemed to be overpriced, and besides, I had no way to get one because I was living with my parents. When I was 20 I got my own apartment, but I lived across the street from my aunt and my cousins lived in the apartment below me, and they were very nosey and I’m sure their interest would have been piqued if a strange package came for me while I was at work. They always say “very discrete shipping” but if anyone ever did a Google search on the return address it would be fairly easy to find out exactly where the package originated. I had checked myself and found this to be true, and knew either my aunt or cousin would surely be nosey enough to do this.

Finally I summed up the courage to go open a postal box, thinking that the clerk would have too many packages every day to care about mine. The first thing I bought and had shipped to me was my Birdlocked. I picked it up on my way home from work one evening. I was so excited to go home and try it.

That first time proved to be much more difficult than I had anticipated. I had shaved my groin the day before so I was nice and smooth, I just couldn’t get the damn ring around my balls. I had read online that the best way to get in on was to lube up and slip my balls through one at a time, and then push my penis through. So I put on some water based lube and tried to get my left testicle through. It fit but I couldn’t push it far enough in order to get enough of my scrotum through so I could push my right testicle through. The lube just made my balls slip back out. On top of that I was hard as a rock from all the manipulation which made my balls even tighter. So I went to the shower and rinsed the lube off and tried again. I was able to get my left testicle through, but because I was so hard I couldn’t pull extra skin from my scrotum through so that my left ball was completely through. I tried just forcing my right testicle through but it was too painful- the ring was too small for both my balls to fit through at the same time. I thought maybe if I tied a string around my balls and stretched them through it might work. So I got some string and tied a loop around my balls and got them as tight as I could without too much pain. Then I put a little lube on them, fed the extra string though the ring, and gently pulled them through. It was a tight fit, and it hurt a little, but they made it. But I was too hard to get my cock through, so I had to wait, holding the ring against my body with one hand and pulling on the string with the other hand to keep my balls from slipping back out. I waited for about 20 minutes and finally I thought I was soft enough to get my penis through the ring. I was able to get it through, but I got rock hard again and had to wait to go soft before I could get the cage on. This was complicated by the fact that I now had what was essentially a cock ring holding the blood in and keeping me hard. I decide to wait it out for as long as I could and just sit and watch TV and try not to think about anything arousing. About half an hour went by and finally I was able to get my penis into the cage and lock the device up. My balls had turned a sickly blue color, and I was a little worried. I got hard again, and it turned out to be very painful, but I had worked so hard and long to get the damn thing on that I really didn’t want to give up. So again I waited, and after about 15 minutes I was soft, and my balls were starting to get their color back.

After that much of an ordeal, I decided to keep it on for as long as I could. I went to bed that night, and my balls were pretty sore, and I could feel some pinching along the underside of my scrotum. I woke up several times that night with some pretty severe pain from the pinching made worse by being semi-hard. By morning I was starting to realize that fantasy was better than reality. I decided to take off the device before I went to work. I was surprised with how easily it came off, considering it had taken me almost two hours to get it on, and it just slipped off in a second. Then I jerked myself off, but it wasn’t earth-shattering like I had hoped. I figured I would have to wear it for at least a day to build up any level of anticipation.

In total I had worn it for 12 hours. It was a Friday so I decided that I would try again that evening and see how long I could last over the weekend since I wouldn’t have to work. I had the same problems getting it on again, but since I had done it before at least I wasn’t so worried. I lasted all night with the same level of discomfort, but the next morning I didn’t take it off. I figured I would find a way to stop the pinching. I thought if I pulled more of my scrotum through the ring it might help. It did for a few hours but then it started to pinch again. I hadn’t gotten dressed; I was just lying around the house naked so I could fiddle with the chastity device. I thought maybe if I put on a pair of briefs that it might help by giving a little support and relieve some of the weight of the device hanging. This helped a little.

This first time I peed with the device on was a disaster. My penis just about filled the penis tube, so I thought I would be able to pee standing up. Big mistake. I got pee all over the bathroom floor and on myself. I had to pee sitting down. Throughout the day I figured out how to pee with the stream going through the hole in the front instead of the air holes in the side. I tried peeing standing up again and it worked. I just had to make sure my penis completely filled the penis tube by pulling the device close to my body. I decided to be on the safe side and still sit down most of the time, but at least there wouldn’t be pee all over the tube.

So I lasted until Monday morning. I didn’t go anywhere all weekend, and that made it pretty easy. My scrotum had a few small bruises from where the ring had bunched the skin together causing the pinching, but that was it. Every few months I would try it out again, but I never got more than two or three days before the pinching annoyed me enough to take it off. I got comfortable enough with it to go out wearing the chastity device, the first few times I almost freaked myself out thinking everybody could see what was underneath my pants but eventually I realized that wasn’t true. After two years of this on again, off again chastity play (I had a girlfriend for about a year but I never go the courage to bring up any kind of kinky stuff and never wore my device around her) I decided to go at least four days. I did, and that was about a year ago.

So all this brings us to today. I’m wearing my Birdlocked for the third day in a row now. I put it on Saturday night at about 7. It’s now noon on Tuesday. I’m planning on going until at least 7pm on Saturday. I’ll try milking myself then. I’ve tried milking myself before, but it usually isn’t very successful. With the device on I’ve never ejaculated from milking. The only times I’ve been able to milk myself are when I masturbate until I almost cum and then finger myself or use one of my dildoes until I ejaculate without having an orgasm. Then I’ve always been so turned on that I eat my cum, but then I give a few jerks and have an orgasm anyway. I can’t bring myself to eat my cum after having an orgasm. After an orgasm I lose all of my “kink.” I’m hoping that after seven days being locked up I’ll be able to milk myself. And then I’ll decide if I can handle being locked up longer.

Right now the pinching is pretty bad but I know that I’ll get used to it after a while. I just have to adjust this way or that to relieve some of the pressure. At night I lube the inside of the ring a little and that helps a lot. Every third day I take the tube off my penis in the shower in order to wash. The other days I just use the removable shower head to spray water inside the tube and try to get a finger with a little soap on it in the tube. Taking the tube off doesn’t automatically get me hard but any little caress or stroke instantly gets me hard. So I just take the tube off, wash the inside with a soapy finger, rinse it out, soap up my had and quickly give my penis two strokes and put the tube back on. I get hard, but it’s controlled a little. Then I wash everything else and by then I’m soft again. I pull the devise away from my body a little so my penis doesn’t fill the tube and spray inside the tube to rinse off. Doing this I’ve never had any bad odors, though I am quite frustrated.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll try my butt plug out. It’s been about a week since I last had that in all day. When I’m wearing my chastity device I don’t get hard from inserting a butt plug, though I’m starting to get hard thinking about it! Ouch, I’ve got to stop that. We’ll see.