Wednesday, December 29, 2010

I Guess I Was Wrong

Written on Tuesday, December 28.

Today, I went for eye surgery. Nothing critical. Totally elective. Laser vision correction. LASIK. When you go in for the procedure they want you to take a Xanax. The procedure was done quickly. K took me home for a nap: that is one of the desired effects of the Xanax, to get you to sleep at least three hours.

When we got home, I was at the point of keeping my eyes totally shut all the time. It was more comfortable that way. K led me into the house and to the bed room like a blind man, literally. I took my clothes off, maintaining as much independence as possible. I crawled in bed. K took care of me all the way. She fed me a little bite to eat and was about to leave me to sleep it off. Just as she was getting ready to walk out of the room, she turned and asked, "Where are your CDs? You need to be locked up before I leave. You need to be kept safe!" I could hear her smiling! I told her they were in my duffle. She got them out, retrieved Hairclip from the mix and proceeded to install it on her dick. I had to kind of talk her through it some. She has only done it once before. The usual procedure is that I get everything on and then come to her for her to do the locking action. By the time it was ALMOST, I was getting hard. I had to then assist, still blind. Okay, we managed. The job was completed. She gave her dick an "okay, you are locked safely now" kiss, and I went off to sleep. She left and slept off the Xanax; five hours later.

It was sweet to me. I love it when she locks me up, especially when I don't expect it. I had assumed that I was going to sleep well and no lockup was in store.

I was wrong! (big smile)

I sure love this lady.

I have a wonderful life!

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

How It Turned Out

I suppose you read my post The Weekend In Atlanta Well this how the night turned out. We began making love. I sucked her nipples and caressed her pussy. I spoke softly to K, loving her. This was her time. I told her that I wanted her to come, to have a wonderful orgasm. It was my primary goal, my main desire, to see her come. She had been without orgasmic celebration since Thursday morning. She NEEDED to come. I needed her to come. I did not care at all if I had no orgasm. I even said to her that I would NOT have an orgasm until she did. THAT'S how important it is for her to be satisfied. With a little more loving, it was time to get the vibrator. Nope, it was not already convenient to the bed. I quickly retrieved the purple friend and came back to bed. Caressing and loving on K more, we then activated Purple Friend. As she used PF, I sucked and fondled her nipples and rubbed her pussy.

I didn't take long. She came quickly. All that pent up frustration came out…… Rockets soared! Fireworks exploded! Screams were heard (okay, loud moans, maybe!). KABOOM!!!!!! She came wonderfully. K came long. She was now happy, relaxed and fulfilled.

All this time, I am still locked in PK. Now she was happy and drifting off to sleep. I gently reminded her and she took off PK. She took me at my word. She sweetly went to sleep, not concerned about any sexual pleasure I might conceivably need. Well, I didn't need any. I was happy too. I was fulfilled. I got what I needed: K had her orgasm. It was all good. I cuddled up to her and we both slept well all night.

We awoke this morning. K made coffee and we stayed in bed a while reading various items of interest. K got involved in reading Thumper's blog. Must have gotten her going! She attacked me! She started sucking her dick. We made love again. Her period was now over and I ate her pussy for a while. PF came out again and eventually she got another orgasm. MY TURN! I went in her and had a WONDERFUL orgasm for my self. Dust settled down around us as my primal grunts and groans shook the rafters! Yes, it was that good. Now we both felt GOOD.

Later, K mentioned something about still feeling the "aftershocks" from her orgasms earlier. I suggested that she meant to say afterglow, that aftershocks were what came after bad earthquakes. She said, "Exactly! The earth moved this morning!"

And THAT'S the way it turned out! (big smile)

The Weekend in Atlanta

K and I had a good weekend in Atlanta USA. We spent the day Friday with my kids, opening presents, eating, enjoying each other's company. That afternoon, K and I went to Atlanta, about five hours away. K had unlocked me Thursday night, and since we were together the whole time, did not re-lock me Friday. We made it to our Atlanta hotel at about 1:00am and hit the sack, nursing to sleep. Upon waking the next mooring, went to the continental breakfast, ate, got coffee, and headed back to the room to get ready for the day.

Once in the room, I wanted to nurse some more. K was sitting on the couch and I went to her and laid across her lap and nursed for a little while. After we were done with that, we loved, cuddled and talked. I told K that I was going to go ahead and get a shower. It was getting on past noon and we had a dinner reservation at 2:00: time to get moving in that direction. As we broke our embrace, I was feeling very much in love. I turned to K and said that after my shower, I wanted her to lock me up in Kali. She smiled and said that she thought that would be good. I said that it had been since Thursday night and I missed it (this was now Saturday afternoon, Christmas day). After showering, I was at the vanity and K got up from the couch. She walked over to me innocently and looked down. She took hold of her dick gently and carefully locked on Kali. Oh how good that was! It was a little surprise for her to so deliberately come to me, without a word, and take it in her own hands to affect the locking of her dick. Sweet!

We spent the day together enjoying each other. We went to see Christmas lights. It snowed nicely, something we don't get to see much of in the deep south. We made it back to our hotel room and settled into some loving. Nursing. Petting. Cuddling. K teased my dick some, as Kali bit in several times upon my attempts to get hard. After quite a bit of moaning, K unlocked me to have sex. I tried. Dickie doo just would not cooperate. After enough trying, we settled into trying to get K's orgasm. She is on her period, so eating pussy was not happening. Her flow is minimal because of medical procedures performed a few years ago. Still, eating her was not an option for me. Out came the vibrator and we tried. It just would not work for her. Neither of us got any satisfaction in the way of orgasms.

Sunday, we enjoyed much of the same, cuddling, seeing the city, eating at unique little places, enjoying the Sundial Lounge at sunset (this is the tallest restaurant/lounge in the western hemisphere). For some reason, K and I just couldn't seem to get on the same emotional ground. It seemed we were disconnected emotionally. Neither of us really understood why. We finished the day that way. As we cuddled, both of us could feel the distance. K turned to me and said that she wanted me to go get Kali for her. I had not worn any CD all day. I got Kali for her and she made short work of locking her on. We cuddled, nursed a little, then broke apart to sleep not quite so attached. Hmmmm…..something was still strained.

That morning at about 3:00am, I awoke to pee. K woke also. She began to fondle me and I caressed her to. Her dick became hard quickly and I moaned for the pleasure/pain. At on point, she sucked and stoked. It was pleasurable misery. Then, she began to stroke me more intensely, at my coaxing. It hurt like hell, but still tolerable. And then…….OUCH! I did one of those involuntary flexes of dick muscles as she touched one of those super sensitive spots. I Jumped and exclaimed loudly in pain. He covered my mouth somewhat because of my volume. I was in pure pain. No fun. PAIN. It took a couple of minutes for the hardness to subside. When I had settled down enough to keep from moaning too loudly, K unlocked me. We then tried again to have sex, after some more cuddling and loving. It still would not happen. It was frustrating to BOTH of us. We eventually went to sleep.

We awoke around 10:00 Monday morning. It wasn't long, with K rubbing her dick, I was hard as a rock. I promptly turned over on K and we tried to have sex. She was too dry. She had not had enough stimulation that morning yet. Getting some lube, we did get the job done, for me anyway. I needed that, an orgasm. I had been frustrated with the multiple attempts for a couple of days. There was just one problem. K still hadn't had an orgasm. She felt left out. I offered to get the vibrator for her to use. She declined. She wasn't feeling it, and the vibrator on hand wasn't working too well for her.

We talked and loved and petted. I did my best to make her feel loved and appreciated. We both got out of bed feeling better, but K was still needing some orgasmic relief. I hurt for her. I wished there was something we could do. There were no options. To me, it was kind of sad. I really wanted her to be satisfied. We packed up and left the hotel, ate at another local restaurant, and returned to home, a five hour trip, plus stops. We went to my house for a few minutes. It was there that she reminded me of the need to fix her vibrator.

Thursday, K's dog had gone on a chewing spree! Doggie got ahold of K's vibe. Oh no! Chewed the wire in two. The vibrator we now had been trying to use was another that I had on hand. It wasn't the same. K now wanted her's repaired. Out came the soldering iron, solder, and glue gun. I had it repaired in 10 minutes.

At this writing, K and I are in bed. Vibe is on hand. K needs some attention. NOW!!!!!!! I am locked in PK.

I'll let let you all know how it turns out.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

The Rest Of That TUESDAY Story!

So, there we were. I was locked in Kali. I had just been to the doctor's office for a three hour appointment. Finished we made our way home after getting a bite to eat. Arriving at my house, K was hanging around for a few minutes. She needed to get back to work soon. Hmmmm….but she was hanging around. Next thing I know, we are n bed, me nursing, still locked in Kali. We were really enjoying it! Her breasts were so full and firm. It seemed that they should be giving milk any minute. I was really getting into it. K was too.

As I nursed, she began stroking my locked cock. She teased and teased. She then sent down and sucked on the exposed head, Kali still FIRMLY in place. Oh my goodness! This was over the top. As she sucked, she touched all the right places. I was trying to get hard…well, not trying. Her dick was trying to get hard, regardless of my efforts to keep it down somewhat. And every time she hit those sensitive spots with her tongue, I spontaneously flexed those penile muscles. OW,ow,ow! It was a pleasant misery. K was loving it, the teasing she was doing, the results of the erotic pain she caused, my response of intensely gripping her body, nursing, moaning, jumping when "too" intense, all the responses she was seeing from the thrill of me getting so turned on, yet trying to control a "wanna-be" raging erection! It was giving her a sense of power and control, she later confessed. You only THINK I was horny! She was turned on even more. She was really getting off on "tormenting" me (huge smile!). Don't me wrong. I was getting off on it too. She was giving me so really erotic attention, while I was locked in Kali, which made it even MORE erotic!

While all this is going on, I started telling K that I wanted to eat her pussy. "I want to eat your pussy so badly!" She soon took my head to her pussy. Ooooooh how good it was. She was so wet! K has no problem with wetness. When she is turned on, she is wet. Extra lube is rarely needed. Rarely! Like, maybe three times in almost a year of our acquaintance. But THIS time, K was dripping wet. No, that is not an exaggeration. The thing is, not only was I horny, I was overwhelmed with the desire to eat her pussy. It was of paramount importance. Nothing else would do for MY pleasure until I had enjoyed her pussy, eating it well, enjoying her wetness, smell, heat, excitement, and bringing her to an orgasm. Hopefully, it would be an exquisite orgasm for her, and I would be able to enjoy it all with my face nuzzled in her pussy, enjoying her moans of pleasure and arousal. And so I ate!

I didn't take long. I ate her pussy gleefully. I can't remember a better time of eating her pussy to her orgasm. And I was still locked in KALI! I was so turned on! I was between her legs, licking to both of our pleasures. Her dick was still trying to get harder. Kali would not allow it because of the pain she would exact. I was loving it. Horny as hell! Eating her wonderful pussy! Getting bitten hard by Kali! Ahhhh…..such heavenly places. My desire for eating her escalated by the second. I moaned myself, as I ate her. I rarely do that, but this time, I moaned almost continuously as I ate. I was nearly beside myself. I can't explain it, but I had only one pleasure at the time: eating K. It was all I perceived, eating her and Kali biting, keeping dick under control. I too was dripping wetness from excitement. And then, K came. It was special. It was the best I have ever known. K seemed to be having one of those over-the-top orgasms and I was enjoying with her almost as if it were my own. I moaned with her. I moved with her. As she came, I pressed my nose inside her pussy and lay there as she ground her pussy in my face. How can I describe it any farther, of the union of heart and soul I felt as she came? I lived her orgasm!

After she came, she feverishly reached for the keys and unlocked Kali from her dick. I quickly became FULLY hard and entered her. I did not last long. I was too turned on; too horny! That is when something unusual happened for me. I was surprised, literally. I came. I came hard. I came with "violence". I came so hard that I seemed to enter a different mental state than ever before. My orgasmic contractions were more powerful than ever. The number of contractions were increased more than ever before. Did I count them? Do I keep count? No. It was simply that they kept coming, more than usual. If my normal orgasm is five seconds, then this one was fifteen seconds. Yes, it seemed to last literally three times longer. WOW!!!! only partly, weakly describes it.

Afterward, K got dressed and went to work, with a FFL. (That my dear reader would be a Freshly Fucked Look!) I rolled over and went to sleep, still lost in the post-orgasmic glow, feeling so good, so relaxed.

Now I reflect again on "why?" Why was it so good. I think there are a few reasons. I hadn't come since Sunday morning. This was now Tuesday. So, there had been a little time to build up some desire/horniness. I had been locked in Kali. Kali seems to be the most excitement-generating device of the four we have. Kali's teeth are perfect for causing arousal without severe discomfort during normal life. Then, during lovemaking, Kali can cause intense sensations when K's dick is trying to get hard. It is impossible for me to become fully erect wearing Kali because to become FULLY hard would be unbearable pain. So you have this paradoxical situation. I'm aroused. It causes erection. Erection is quelled by Kali. This quelling is in itself exciting/arousing. I am then in a feed back loop of excitement/prevention of full erection. Throw in K's teasing, causing flexing of penile muscles, and you have quite a system of mental arousal. Whew! (fanning myself).

Then there was K. She was enjoying this sense of control and power. Seeing this discovery unfold in K was amazing, and exciting. I liked it. I admit, I do have a little bit of a masochistic tendency. All of these goings on was working me up nicely. Seeing K get so turned on by the whole teasing event, and the power/control, had me HOT!


I think that summarizes the whole event nicely.


As always, comments are most welcome.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Ah, Returned Home

I had been gone on the earlier described trip...750 miles away... and returned Saturday. By the time I got home, unloaded the car, unpacked, and got to K's house, it was late; about midnight. Oooh, was I tired. I crawled into bed with K and we snuggled, I started nursing and was out like the proverbial light. We awoke Sunday morning and were quite lazy. It started off with our usual nursing session. Ahhhh....gotta love it! Go to sleep nursing, then wake up and right back to nursing again. After a little while of nursing and loving on each other, the pangs of coffee desire started to make themselves real. Hmmmm....I'm not sure I've ever mentioned that we LOVE coffee. Not just coffee, but good, strong, custom blend, custom roasted coffee, which we buy from a local store that markets their own line. Then we have to pervert it somewhat with some Crème Brulee creamer! Hey, we know what we like!

During the coffee, we resume our loving. Another cup of coffee is taken in. AND....the loving continues. We love on each other for not just minutes. We stretch it to a couple of hours. Mind you, I almost always sleep unlocked with K. I was therefore still unlocked, since lovemaking was surely imminent. And loving we did! Nursing. Sucking. K on my nipples. K on my dick. Eating K's pussy. K having a good orgasm. Then.....we had sex. Yep. Me, her dick, inside her pussy. AAAAHHH! I had a good orgasm. YESSSSS! It had been since Tuesday, I think. It did feel good! (Big smile).

We got up, ate breakfast, went shopping, and did all sorts of things through the day. We ended up at my house that night and went to sleep, peacefully nursing. I awakened at 4:20, assisted by the rude alarm set a few hours earlier, at which time we did our nursing session for 15 minutes. We both got incredibly horny. I had very little time but K agreed that we could have sex, even though it would definitely have to be a quickie. We tried. As powerfully horny I was, I could not believe that I could not get a decent erection. I couldn't even maintain an adequate one long enough to even get inside K, let alone have sex with orgasm. UGH!!!! It was terribly frustrating. I was so damn horny, and we did try really hard. It just wasn't happening. I couldn't understand why I was having this failure. Finally I had to give up and get ready for work. I still loved starting my day with nursing, and it is supposed to help with inducing lactation if we nurse as often as possible. So, off to work I went, happy to have enjoyed those wonderful breasts again, with coffee in hand, locked in PK (plastic Kali (Femdom's MCD)). Frustrated, but happy.

PK talked to me a few times through the day. She told me that I had better not get hard, not even a little bit. I had put PK on a little extra tight that morning. I wanted to see what it would be like to be held even tighter than usual. Well, I will report that PK was much more noticeable all day, even though my job position for the day was sitting at a computer. And, when I started to get hard a few times, PK said "NO!" It's a helluva tease! I never knew until chastity, how much I enjoyed a little bit of a masochistic bent. There's probably more to say about that!

I still wondered about the morning. Why in the hell couldn't I get it up? Then it hit me. I'm taking some medicines because of sinus infection and a cold. I looked up the meds that I was currently taking on the www. One was an over the counter combo which contains Sudafed. There it was, the information I needed. The side effects said nothing about causing difficulty with erections. What it did say was that it was a vasoconstrictor. Hmmmm... That's exactly opposite of Viagra. Viagra is a vasodilator. Makes perfect sense to me. If increased blood flow by dilation causes easier erections, then constriction would seem to make it more difficult. I would think this to be especially true if the man is already having a little trouble once in a while anyway. Yeah, yeah, I do take very low doses of Viagra (25mg) on rare occasion. No, I am not a doctor. No, I do not give medical advice. No, this is in no way supposed to say that I am qualified to explain drugs, medical facts, or anything else you have to be licensed to do. (How do you like that for a disclaimer?) I am only telling of my own unscientific deduction. Sure made ME wonder.

Where was I? Horny. Frustrated. Happy to be nursed. Wearing PK. At work. PK bites occasionally. Yeah. So, I finished out the day and crashed at K's house that night. It had gotten a little late when I finally made it there. I went to bed with her and again fell asleep quickly, nursing. With PK on! Yeah, that's right. PK remained on her dick all night. I woke once to pee, with a not-so-raging erection. PK's presence made short work of that. I went to pee and considered taking PK off. I needed sleep. I was disturbed by PK. K was asleep. PK is fastened on with only a nylon zip tie, by design. The thing that verifies that I have not removed it is that there is an "eye" in the zip tie that K puts her little masterlock into. If I were to cut off the tie, there is no way for me to open the lock to put it on another tie, hence I would be caught. This was 2:30 in the morning though! K and I had agreed that I would not have to sleep in any CD when together. Hmmmmm.... I'll just cut it off and go back to bed, explaining it in the morning. I got out the cutters, paused, and put them back up. She had locked her dick. She had failed to unlock me that night. That was MY fault. I should have reminded her. No, if at all possible, I will continue to sleep and maybe K will remove it in the morning. And sleep I did. I briefly awakened a few times due to PK's presence, but sleep was satisfactory. It worked okay.

The next morning, K commented that I had slept all night with PK on. I said yes, that I had fallen asleep nursing, thinking it would come off before sleep came. There wasn't much else to that conversation. She unlocked the padlock from the zip tie, at which time it indicates that I can cut the tie. Cut, I took a shower and cleaned everything up well. I had a doctor appointment and K was going to take me, then take me home afterward. Well, she then commented. "You are going to be at the doctor's office for a few hours. You need to be protected while we are apart, from all those predator women." ("Predator women" is a joke that K and I have, about all those women out there who are ready to take advantage of the unprotected male.) "You need to lock it up." When I asked what was her device of choice, she responded, "Kali!" Kali? "Yes, Kali." Oooookay, I sure wouldn't want to be unprotected. I dutifully placed Kali in position on her dick and she nicely clicked the lock shut. "There, all safe and protected," she said. She then gave her dick a little kiss, as usual upon locking, and I finished getting ready for the doctor office visit.

After the office visit, we had some REAL fun. Ahhhh, but, that is the subject of another post. HA!

Friday, December 17, 2010

Awesome New Ground

GFriday Morning.

Tomorrow I leave to return home from my family visiting, on vacation, 750 miles away from home, and K. I'll hit the road with my two kids and make the trek back home. It will be good to see K again. (Hmmmmm…. can you tell that I am crazy about this lady?)

Last night, I locked her dick back up, at her insistence over the phone. Wow! What an experience. I am 750 miles away from her. There is no chance or choice to be unlocked now. Well…. of course I could break out of it, but what's the fun in that? Besides, I gave K my dick a long time ago, so how could I break out without GOOD reason. That would be breaking trust and ruining the effect of her ownership. I am locked, because she wants HER dick locked. I complied when she insisted last night. I am now hornier than ever. I'm not sure how to explain what is in my head. Let's see….

I am far away from K. There is no chance to get a key and unlock. It is a done deal….locked! Can't undo it. I can't escape, as stated above. Knowing that I am completely, inescapably, undeniably secure until I get home, is really playing with my mind. When at home or at work, I knew that K was not far away. The key was reasonably within access, in that K was was within access, and so was her loving and care. Now, that is not the case. K is NOT within access. I am out here. NO access. NO escape. No way to get releif. Hairclip is secure and security is with a PA piercing. There's no way to undo that. OH My Goodness! I'm so FUCKING horny!

K and I were texting earlier today. She got out her purple friend and got her an orgasm. We talked of nursing, of lovemaking, holding, caressing, her holding my balls, squeezing them, pulling them, and eating her pussy. OOOooohhh… I love to eat her pussy! That hot wetness pressed in my face when she comes! The way she moans. She grips my head tightly with her legs and I bury my face deep into her pussy lips and enjoy the wetness, smell, and hotness. It is my little place of heaven on earth. We talked of how I will be home tomorrow night, but it doesn't seem soon enough. And, we talked of the fact that I was locked up and had no choice now but to wait for my next orgasm. I was pretty worked up by the time we were done. Horny as HELL! Afterward, I went to take a shower (Might should have been a cold shower, ha!). I had precum oozing from me, and Hairclip. Yes, I was severely turned on aver the "conversation". I cleaned it up good, wishing that I could have masturbated.

As I write this, and am reminded anew of the intense emotions that I'm having now that I'm undeniably locked up 750 miles away from K, I'm horny all over again. AGAIN!?!?!? Ha! I think I have been in a perpetual state of horniness since I locked her dick last night. Right now, I would imagine that I have a fresh new wet spot in my drawers!

Hmmm… Locked and far away. No chance for unlocking or orgasm…NONE! This may not be all that exciting for some who read this, that have stricter levels of chastity arrangements.

For me, it is awesome new ground.

As always, comments are welcomed.

Lock It Up, NOW!

I wrote the following a couple of days ago and did not finish the writing I had started, so I did not get it posted:

"This is day three of our trip to see family, the kids and I. K is at home, too far away. I'm still unlocked. I am enjoying the visiting with family.

I am not enjoying being away from K. I long for her locking of her dick. I expect that to come soon, maybe Friday. For now, the plan is to depart for my return trip back home early Saturday morning. I have already told K that I would be willing to lock up her dick before I left to return. I am actually looking forward to it. Truth is, I was somewhat looking forward to being unlocked a few days, and to have the opportunity to masturbate a few times. After all, it had been a while since I have been able to do that. The last time I did was in September. "

Well folks, I will say that I was able to have the opportunity to jack off TWICE during that brief stint of unlocked freedom. Aaaaaah…..The were good! It was also good relief for me since K and I were not able to be together. Now I know, that is not the mentality of many in chastity. Our arrangement is a little different, obviously. So, get myself off, I did!

I actually had intentions to do so one more time. Well, that was the plan! As I said in an earlier post this week, I had told K that I would be okay with her locking me back up may be the morning of my departure back to her. I even surmised that she might want me locked the day before. Hmmmm…. I was partly right.

Last night K and I were talking on the phone, she in her bed, I in mine. We were talking. I was naked. I was enjoying it. I was rubbing myself nicely, getting hard, enjoying those sensations while talking to her. No, were not talking dirty to each other or even contemplating phone sex. I was simple rubbing because it felt good. Along about this time, I am considering that I might want to "rub one out" after I got off the phone with K, which would both feel good of course, and would probably ensure an even better night's sleep. Then somewhat surprisingly, K says, "Oh yeah, by the way, you need to lock yourself up."


"Yes, lock it up now"

We discussed this a little while, with me trying to gently resist, seeing I already had designs for what I was going to do after we got off the phone. I mentioned that I had said "……the morning I leave, I would be willing to lock up for you." She said that was my idea and not hers! OOOOOOoooookay! Uh oh. The more we discussed it, the more I realized that she really did want me locked up now. NOW! RIGHT NOW! Oh no! So much for one more time for my own self pleasure. I got up right then dutifully and put on Hairclip and locked up her dick. When I told her that it was done, she said, "Good." She was a little surprised that I got it done so quickly while being on the phone. But she was glad. She said so, that it was good for me to be locked up for her, so that I would be safe and secure while waiting to get back to her.

By the time I got her dick locked up and we talked more of it, I was so horny. I was dripping pre-cum, just from our talking,,,,,,,,and that she had enforced that I lock up,,,,,,,,and here I was, now locked securely for her. Man oh man, was I horny! Now, more than ever, I wished for being able to unlock and get off. Not happening! So, after we hung up for the night, still excited and horny, sleep wasn't going to come easy. I watched a movie and then went to sleep about 2:30. Woke up at 7:30. Didn't get that good night's sleep either. Waaa, waaa, waaa! Yeah, I know. Such is the life of a man in chastity for his lover.

I just didn't expect the lockup to come quite this early.

I love it.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Ugh…. 750 miles from K!

The trip to family is complete, in that I have arrived, 750 miles from K. It has been a good trip so far, enjoying my kids on the way and visiting with Mom and Stepdad. Hmmmm…..

Now it's time for bed. Waaaa….. I am missing K. I am so accustomed to nursing to sleep and awaking to nursing before my day starts. It appears that without it, sleep is not nearly so sweet. I miss those breasts. There is something about them, pressed to my face, sucking the nipples sweetly, her baby in her arms, that is so comforting and loving to my heart. It relaxes me and gives me love on the deepest of levels. I am going to have to do without them for a few days and THAT will not be easy.

I just got off the phone with K. We are both laying in our respective beds, getting ready to go to sleep. We talked of the day's busy-ness. We talked about nursing. We slightly mentioned my not being locked on this trip. She mentioned that she had not yet read my other two posts last night. I can believe that! If she had read the one where I talked of masturbating, she may have well had more to say about locking! She will laugh when she does read them though. She does keep up with my posts. I miss the locking. I do like it when I'm locked and she has that key to my pleasure. If you want to know more about all the trip unlocking provision, you will have to read the previous two posts.

I am doing a little investigative trial run tonight. I am wearing Kali! It is not locked on with a lock, but rather is "locked" on with a plastic tie-wrap. Oh yes, I do have K's lock with me, ready to be used when permissible. That is not tonight though. If I were to snap the lock shut, it will be there until I get back to K…750 miles away! Nope! Not happening tonight! I especially do not want Kali locked on, unremovable, until Saturday. This is a trial, after all. I am going to see if it is possible to wear Kali all night and find what the results may be when morning wood occurs. If it is too troublesome for good sleep, off it will come and I will be able to rest well. I am not into sleep deprivation at all! If Kali works out okay, I may leave it on tomorrow and again tomorrow night. And, so the trial may continue. I have my doubts though.  It may be a little interesting  at the gym.  I will be using the local gym while visiting family here.  I have not had to be concerned with concealment of my worn devices in the past. The gym I will use does not afford quite as much privacy.  I can manage though.  It will actually be kind of fun to work that out to avoid discovery.

Ah, yes, another thing we talked of somewhat. K is continuing to work her breasts. I did my best to encourage her. We really do want the milk. However, if she doesn't have me to nurse, it is difficult for her to muster the motivation to work on the inducing by herself. If she only knew, if she were only convinced, how much I really do want her milk: I may actually want it more than she does.

And another thing: we talked of her purple friend. That my dear reader, would be her wonderful vibrator. I asked her if she had used it yet since we parted yesterday morning. She said no. I said that I imagine that it would be happening soon though. She replied with something that indicated that I was probably right, but wasn't sure when. Hmmmmm…. I KNOW I'm right! But good for her. I do believe that a woman should take good care of her pussy. Just because her favorite device for her orgasms is not accessible……750 miles away….. doesn't mean that she shouldn't take care of herself in SOME way (wink, wink). Oh, so what is her favorite device, you may ask? Well…..I wish I could say it is my dick (oops, excuse me, her dick ).  But alas, it is not.  Her favorite orgasm inducing device is my tongue.  That is okay though.  I get to participate.  By the way, have I mentioned, I love to eat K's pussy?  Uh huh, I sure do.  It is one of my favorite pastimes.  So she will be using the next best thing available; the purple friend.

She knows that I will be taking care of myself too, while on the trip.  I sure am glad I have that privilege afforded me.  I know I'll need it.  Sooner or later, Kali will come off and fun will be had!  But what about the lock I have with me?  That is for later.  I told K, that if she wanted to, she could order me to lock up the morning of departure back to her, maybe even the day before.  Then, I will be needing that lock ready for use.  It will be nice to be back under lock and key for her again.  I do long for it when not absolutely locked for her, by her, at her bidding.  It is a confusing paradox.  I can imagine that I will be horny out of my gourd if I am locked for her on Friday, I have to sleep here, and I have to travel all the way home Saturday with Hairclip fastened securely to HER dick.  I will be SO ready to eat her pussy!!! I had better end this blog now:  I'm getting horny just thinking about it.

I am looking forward to Saturday, my trip back to K who is at this moment (you guessed it)…..750 miles away!


Tuesday, December 14, 2010

So here I am. On a trip with my two kids (adults). We are holed up in a hotel and will complete the journey to family Tuesday. Not quite sleepy enough yet, I'm doing a little writing to my blog. I am missing K….. a lot. I don't have her with me to cuddle with. No nursing for me for a few days. Hunh, no pussy eating or sex either.

We have teased each other since I left home this afternoon, texting. I have teased her that she can make do with her vibrator. Also, as manager of her dick, I will be sure to keep her dick in good practice!


I haven't told that part yet.

I discussed with K that I felt that I need to be unlocked for the trip duration. She allowed for it. My two biggest reasons were that I sleep much better when not wearing a CD, and that since there was NO way to get to her, if I was overcome with horniness in her absence, I NEEDED to be able to relieve myself. She knows that I can get VERY distraught if I cannot get to her when I need to. I once kind of had a sort of emotional crash after having to do without her for 3 days in a row. NOTHING would do until I could be with her. She understands that. It's tough to explain, but maybe I will attempt it in a future post. So, the idea is that if I need relief, I need to be able to have it. When we got up this morning, she got ready for work. I made her coffee and built a nice fire in the fireplace. We enjoyed the morning and off to work she went. Before she walked out the door, I gave her the keysafe to unlock. This gave availability to the key that was inside; the key to Hairclip. She looked at me puzzled. I said that just maybe she might like me to be locked up before I left Mom's. With the keysafe opened, the key available, I could lock Hairclip on and then lock the key back into the keysafe. She smiled and gladly unlocked the keysafe for possible future use.

Now, as you may know, I have stated that this blog is a complete effort to TRUTHFULLY represent our lives in chastity and nursing. K has in essence indicated that it is okay for me to have a few days off from CD usage while on the trip. If you read the previous post, we had great loving the past two nights. Only one thing lacked; my orgasm last night. Soooooooo…… yep, you guessed it. Monday morning, I took matters into my own hand. Ahhh… that was the first masturbation since October 10th. Felt good. Real good. Honestly though, it does not compare to sex with K. It certainly does good when there are no other options though. (big smile)

So here I am. Unlocked for a few days. How much will I take advantage of it? How often will I masturbate? I was not a frequent masturbator before CD play anyway. Depending. What does each individual call frequent. It is relative, after all. Me, rarely ever would I do it three times in a day, and then only after I hadn't done it in several days. Other than those exceptions, I would estimate my tendencies to 5 times a week, on average, sometimes more, sometimes less. Will I masturbate on any more occasions on this trip? Most likely, yes. Gotta keep the juices flowing, right? Gotta keep the Dicky Doo in good shape. Use it or lose it, huh? He needs practice to maintain his ability to please on demand! That's my story and I'm sticking too it

Hmmmm….. Can't help but wonder when K will start insisting that I be locked back up. I do know that she is very considerate of my needs, and that she will not be overbearing in the matter.

Oh my…….


Leaving On A Trip, Loving The Night Before

K and I are separated for a few days. She is working and could not get off. Her job demands are high this week. I have vacation! I grew up about 750 miles from where I now call home. I still have family there: mom and step-dad, two sisters, nieces and nephews. I don't get to visit them as often as I like. Usually I get to visit in the summer, but that didn't happen this year. So, it has been almost a year since I have seen them. This is what I consider my holiday trip. I will not be able to travel there at Christmas due to my own job constraints.

K and I spent the last two nights at my house in preparation for my trip. I have been locked according to our custom since the new PA5000 arrived. Last night, I took good care of K. She was horny, and so was I (duh). Hmmm... she deserved it, definitely. She had taken care of me the night before. You see, I have had a nasty cold and sinus infection for a few days: I've felt like crap. I think that K, knowing this kind of took it easy on me. She knew I needed rest badly. So, Saturday night, we had a little loving/nursing, then enjoyed sex, with me having an orgasm. She was content with having pleased me. Instead of asking me to give her an orgasm before I got to come, she opted to use the vibrator after sex. Out came the vibrator and she had hers. We cuddled up and while I nursed, we both fell to sleep. Sunday, I mentioned that it was her turn for an orgasm from me orally: she was due. Oral is her preferred path. She was excited about that. Now, I don't want that to sound like we take turns having orgasms. The norm is for us both to have one. Only occasionally, only one of us does.

Sunday night, she came over to my house after I had gotten home from work. My kids were due in any minute too. As she walked in, up they drove. We enjoyed the fireplace and all of each other's company. Then, K and I retired to the bedroom. Somewhere in all that, she referred to my taking care of her orally. I responded with a positive reinforcement that I wanted to please her well. So, off we went. In bed we cuddled and enjoyed foreplay. Nursing. Playing with my dick and balls. Excuse me, her playing with her dick and balls. One of the things we enjoy is that while we cuddle and I nurse, she is facing me. She lifts one leg for me to place her balls and dick between her knees. She then holds them there firmly, sometimes squeezing, sometimes squeezing hard! Depending on the exact placement of balls between knees, the squeezes will deliver varying amounts of pressure and pain to the balls. She rarely overdoes this, and then by accident (of course, sometimes it may be to do exploring of the pain threshold). She understands that it is possible to be TOO painful. However, she does enjoy administering SOME pain. I enjoy it too. I do have a little masochist in me. As she squeezes, it feels good. As she squeezes harder, the pain increases. As the pain increases, I get hornier, and I get more excited in my nursing. My breathing changes as pain increases. K seems to know exactly where that threshold of pain is to where she will not squeeze to much. This is all a hugely nice tease to me. K loves the excitement it builds in me. Perhaps, she may actually enjoy the giving of pain somewhat too. Yep, I do believe so. To me, that's a good thing.

With all the nursing and ball play, K gets really horny and wet. Soon she will be ready for my tongue. She pulled me on top of her. I wasn't sure where to go next. She pulled me to her, to enter her with her dick. In I go and stroke some. She then stops me and moves me to eat her pussy. AHHHH! Wonderful pussy eating! I love it. I ate her well. I evidently got it right. LOL. She came quickly and from all appearances, she had a GOOD one (she later commented that it was indeed a very good orgasm). Now it was my turn. She pulls me back to her to enter her. She plays with her dick to ensure readiness and in I go. I begin stroking in and out. This lasted a little while. As in this case, when I last long before coming, she will want to change positions. So to the position of her on hands and knees and me entering her pussy from behind (yeah I know, but K doesn't like to call it doggy style). I began working it in this position. Then it happened. Too many negative forces came into play. I was sick. I was overly fatigued. I was tired. K even noted that I felt like I had a fever. AND…..down I went! Mr. Dicky Doo fell from his perch, and I rolled over on my back gasping, tuckered out. K loved on me, climbed on top and tried to coax Mr. Wiggly back into action, but unfortunately, I had given all I had. Time to cuddle up and nurse to sleep. We both went to sleep happy.

Monday, December 13, 2010


Being the nursing couple that we are, K and I look around for related blogs. One she found of interest was It is two married women who write of their experience in ANR with their husbands. Of particular note to me was their use of the word "bosoming ". I have given a little thought to the term.

My interpretation of bosoming Is much like nursing. These are my takes on the words and there differences. Bosoming to me, would be the enjoyment of the breasts by one's mate. This would include all manners of such, as in being held in the breasts, sucking the breasts, and so on, for as long as desired. However, it doesn't have any connotations of a baby suckling or of the loving and interaction on a level providing such exquisite care as can be seen between mother and child. This could possibly make it more palatable to those who aren't so understanding or open minded. After all, there are people that think that adult "nursing" is "wrong". So, to say "bosoming" would seem more "grown-up" or "adult-ish". I can see where that would be a desirable effect, especially if one is wanting to discuss it with others that are outside the realm of understanding. This could even be a useful term for those who consider the joys of nursing but are hesitant because of the infantile reference.

Nursing on the other hand is a little bit different. It is much like bosoming, in that it includes all that it is. To me though, it also includes some other important aspects. I consider nursing to be COMPLETELY what it implies, although from an adult perspective (hence ANR). It is an adult nursing at an adult's breasts. It is bosoming, with possibly the thought of having all the other enhancements. Enhancements? Uh huh. Nursing provides for all the loving, care, nurturing, connection, dependence, and the need to provide to that dependence, much like in the case of a baby/mother, yet on an adult level. Do not confuse the two. ANR and infant/mother nursing is obviously two different things. I only mention the infant case for a comparison, to explain the provisions and emotions involved in ANR. It is as strong an interaction between two adults as it is in the infant case. POWERFUL!

One other thing: nursing, to me, more so implies the receiving of milk. Yep. Just like a baby. Talk about a loving connection! K and I do not have that benefit yet, but it is one we both strongly desire. Can it happen? Can she start producing milk without pregnancy? There is a lot of information out there that says yes. We are trying to make it happen for us. If it does, it will be the icing on the cake of our ANR! I do realize that there are plenty of people for whom the thought of milk does nothing to pleasure them. For the rest of us, it does. To each their own, eh?

Now don't get me wrong. I am not making light of the term bosoming or those who use it regularly. I think it is an appropriate word to use. I will use it occasionally myself. For K and I though, we'll most likely use the word "nursing" between us. For me, it conveys the truth about what we enjoy.

I wish I had her to nurse me now at her breasts: I would partake of all those wonderful intimacies in her arms....

and, I would wish for milk!

Nursing it is!

As always, comments are most welcome.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Nursing Is Who We Are

This blog is obviously about two things, chastity and nursing.  Neither is more important than the other to K and I.  Both parts are important to us, and without either of them we feel like there is something missing. The chastity gives us a connection by my feeling the device choice of the day holding my dick and K having the knowledge that I am being held chaste for her, with the evidence of the key being on her keyring.  Though it provides many benefits to us, one is simply the fun playfulness of control given to K.

Nursing is equally important.  Without it, we feel too far apart.  It has become one huge part of our relationship, defining us to each other.  We more and more realize a need for each other.  Nursing connects us when we are together.  It gives closeness like none we have known before.  There holding each other, me nursing at her breasts, we give and receive attention, love, and caring, on a level unknown otherwise.  We love each other:  we both know that our love for each other is powerfully strong.  Often, we will lay there in bed and nurse to sleep.  We set the alarm clocks a little early so that we can enjoy nursing as a wonderful start to the day.  Starting the day with nursing sets the tone for us, and gives us anticipation for the two of us coming together at the end of that day.  Other types of lovemaking may not happen in any given day, but the day ALWAYS includes nursing, if we see each other at all  (rotating shifts prevent that sometimes).

It is just who we are.  We realize it more every day, literally.  It is a beautiful part of our relationship; one we do not want to be without.  When we have not had our nursing, we are not ourselves.  We miss it.  We long for it.  We look for the next opportunity, often creating one when there would not normally have been one.

Ahhhh.... Nursing!  Gentle.  Caring.  Loving.  Sharing.  Completing.   Being one with each other.  Beautiful.

We are hooked!


I know that it is most likely that many finding this site will have gotten here from Keyheld.  It is an excellent source for and organization of male chastity information and resources.  Tom has done a wonderful job of putting this together.  Those of you who are not familiar with Keyheld, it is certainly worth a visit.  The website address is:

Thanks Tom for including me on your site.

PA-5000 Replaced

As most of you know, the CD that I use most of the time is the PA-5000 from A. L. Enterprises.  Well, as hear that some of their plastic products do, it came apart at the seams.  Part of this was due to the metal lock getting a build-up and  corrosion of its' internals.  The lock became hard to turn, eventually causing the device to come apart.  With a call to A.L.E., sending them mine, a new one arrived yesterday.  Simple.  I was without the device to use for about 15 days.  K (and I) are happy to have a brand spankin' new one to lock me up with this morning.

Have I been unlocked for 15 days?


Some of the time, yes.

K and I do not live together.  I work rotating shift, so sometimes I do not even see K for 2 - 4 days.  When this happens, I am normally locked in the PA-5000 because I can sleep in it.  None of our other devices work for sleeping.  So, when we knew K would not be available to unlock me for sleep, I simply did not wear any device.  The rest of the time I would wear Kali or PK.  ( Kali is our KTB and PK means Plastic Kali which is the Clubfem MCD.)  K does not appear to be too fond of the CB3000 choice.  I do think she prefers Kali or PK because of the tease and resulting consequences of getting erect!  I like them for those reasons myself, although sometimes, I miss having the ring around my total package as is with the CB3000.  Oh well, that isn't of real importance.  So, for maybe 50% of the time, while Hairclip (PA-5000) was discombooberated, I have been locked up for K.

Did I take advantage of the freedom?  No, actually I didn't.  Yeah, I know, I'm surprised myself.   I do like taking care of myself and normally would have done so.  This time, it seemed that time did not allow for it, and when time did allow, I wasn't in the mood to.  And then sometimes, I didn't masturbate when I was in the mood and had time, because I knew K and I would soon be together and I did not want to spoil the sexual energy I had for her.  Yeah, you know how we are.  Us in the 40+ crowd.  We often don't have enough sex drive (as opposed to the teenage years)  to want sex powerfully enough, that we go at it more that once within a few hours.  This is especially true when us menfolk are tired. So with all those circumstantial regards, and wanting to be on my game for K, to please her sexually, and to meet both of our emotional needs, I did not do it.  Yes, that's right.  I did not get myself off one time!  Dammit!

Oh well.  K keeps me happy anyway.  (big smile)

Friday, November 12, 2010

A Check-up

While we had time on our trip, we were able to do a lot of talking. Our communication, I believe, is one of our many strengths. We can literally talk about anything, and we do. One of our conversations was particularly about chastity. Of course, we do talk about chastity fairly often, but we sometimes talk about it in such a way so as to tell each other what we like about it. I guess it is sort of a "chec-kup".

I couldn't tell you how we came to the start of this conversation. It was interesting none the less. So, let us just say that a mention of the chastity, me being locked, was made. I stated that I was happy that she had so taken up with the idea. At first she had been a little hesitant, wondering what it was all about. As she became familiar, she definitely became more interested and has taken well to her role of keyholder. Her response was that yes, she was at first reluctant because she wasn't sure what it was all about and what it means. Now that she knows, she is happy about our chastity and how we handle it. I then asked K what exactly it was that she liked about it. She responded with: I like the effects it has on you, the way it makes you feel toward me. I like that I know you are not masturbating at all and that you have to save your orgasms to be had with me. I like the way that I have the key and I "KNOW" that you have no choice but to wait. I like that it makes you horny. I like the way that it makes you think about me more often. I like the way it makes you, in that you like to eat my pussy even more. I like it connects us, and keeps us connected when we are apart.

I said that I liked all that too and that I'm glad that she enjoys those things about chastity. She then asked me, why do I like chastity. I responded: I like it because it feels like I belong to you more. It simply builds a sense of closeness, belonging, having someone to share life with. It is a connection to her that is evidenced by my wearing the CD and she has control of the key. When we are apart, I still feel the CD on my dick and it makes me feel good, as if it is a symbol of security and commitment in our relationship. I then even took it a step farther. I have to explain that.

K and I are not married, as most reading may already know. Neither of us have any inclination to change that. We have known each other now for about ten months, so I wouldn't even think that we could even consider such a thing anytime soon. We sometimes joke about it, but we, neither of us, want to seriously even consider the idea. We both look strangely at each other if at any time the subject of the marriage idea does come up. I suppose you might call it a sense of fear, or uneasiness, or disinterest, or concern that marriage, even in the very distant future, might ruin things. We have no need for it. We are extremely happy like it is, SERIOUSLY! I had to say that to get ready to explain taking it a step farther.

My next comment was a little scary, in view of the above paragraph. I said that chastity symbolized a connection, a bond, a trust, a love, much like a wedding ring does to others. NO! I did not say that I considered it the equivilent to a wedding ring. No, not at all. I simply meant that it was a symbol of those things of our relationship. Very simply, it was a fun way to symbolize our relationship and the commitment we have to each other to make each other happy and how much we trust each other. When I feel the CD on me, I think of her, and consider her love and the way she takes care of my heart, and treasures my love. It is at that level that it is a reminder of our presence in each other's heart.

She understood: she got it. (SMILE)

I then asked her another question: What if I told her, hypothetically, that I was finished with the chastity play and wanted to put it away? How would she feel about that? She said: I would be disappointed. I would miss it. I like it and like all the things it does for us and all that it means to us. I feel like it would be a part of our lives that would become "missing". She said that she doesn't really want to quit the chastity, but if that's what I wanted, we would. I smiled. I reaffirmed to her that I in no way wanted to discontinue it, at all. She smiled too.

Somewhere in the midst of the converation, I also said a few other things that I like about chastity and things that make it work for us. Likes: 1. The tease (duh!), and the teasing K does with it. I love it when wearing it and she deliberately teases me, to see me squirm, grimace, or wince as the teeth of Kali bite or the other CDs simply squeeze hard upon my erection. 2. She locks me when we part and unlocks me when she is ready. I never lock or unlock myself. She even wants me to wake her early in the morning to lock me before I leave for work, although she isn't due to get up for another two hours. 3. I like that I can't have orgasms without her. Yes, that means no masturbation. Now, truthfully, I do miss a good masturbation session once in a while, but it is still a wonderful way to do things in this chastity manner. 4. I like the feeling of "Ownership" between K and I. She owns my dick. We both like that. Don't take that the wrong way. Things that make it work: 1. I never sleep in a CD when we sleep together. This gives me much more restful sleep. My sleeping alone is minimal. 2. I do not wear Kali or Pkali (Pkali is the name we have given the MCD from Clubfem, short for Plastic Kali) when I know I am going to be sleeping by myself. The PA-5000 and CB-3000 are much more workable for the times I must sleep alone, and do not interupt my sleep as much as the Kalis. 3. Of course, I never wear any CD when at risk for discovery, as in doctor appointments or metal detectors.

The check-up gave a clean bill of health. We are both enjoying chastity, prefer it, and feel it is a fullfilling part of our relationship.

(Another BIG smile)

Monday, November 8, 2010

Another Story of Our Trip: Nursing

K and I enjoyed our trip wonderfully. One of the things we did was to do a little walking in woods on some scenic trails. One such trail was through an old farm place of the area, open to the public. It was quite a romantic setting. Yeah, yeah, I am one of those romantic types. Anyway, we walk, and enjoy. Beautiful! Forest. Trees. A stream. Large rocks. An old log cabin. We walked, stopping occasionally to sit and enjoy the scenery and each other, or to just stand and hold each other close while taking it all in. I know man has accomplished some wonderful feats in design and beauty, but to us, it is hard to do better at beauty than what occurs naturally before you in the unmolested natural sceneries.

We made our way along the trail and stopped at a stream. Rushing water down the rocky mountainous hillside gave more enjoyable sounds of nature. We went over to a huge rock. K got on the rock and sat down and I snuggled up to her, standing in front of her. At the height K was sitting,we were perfectly positioned for us to hold each other there with my head laying on her breasts. It was so sweet and intimate. Before long, I discreetly unclasped her bra, eased her shirt up and enjoyed suckling there. We both relaxed in each other's arms for a while, maybe 15 minutes, enjoying the intimacy. We were positioned such that it was highly unlikely that anyone could approach from an angle to discover what we were doing. I held K in such a way as to hide her breasts, also being ready to move her shirt down if the need arose. Other people did come by, on the same trail that we were enjoying, but they were apparently never aware of our activity. This was a beautiful thing. Both of us were enrapt with intimacy, closeness, joy, and pleasure. After awhile of nursing there, we put her clothes back to normal state and looked at each other... such love in our eyes, both of our hearts gushing with emotion.

As we continued our walk, I noticed a wetness on the side of my leg, evidence of the love and emotion we shared there. No, I did not say evidence of horniness. It was simply precum that I have when emotionally moved with love. K later commented that she too was wet. It is too bad that we did not have the opportunity to make love there in that situation. It would have been profound.

What K and I do, we both enjoy. It is not one sided. It is consensual. It is equal. It is mutual. We both like being able to enjoy each other's loves at any time, regardless of timing or environment, as long as it can be done discreetly, without offending other's, reasonably. Reasonably? What does that mean? I suppose that is up to our definition. I'll just say, we are careful to not offend the normal public. No, I cannot define that "normal". (smile)

Hmmmm....Me? Big? Is The CB Noticeable In Public?

I’ve worn my CB3000 off and on for quite a while. No one has ever commented on my crotch hardware, or even insinuated that there seemed to be something strange going on there. You might think it strange that anyone WOULD mention it, and rightly so. However, I work with a bunch of men, in a somewhat close-knit group. There is NOTHING, no subject of discussion, considered taboo. Maybe the closest to a mention is from one guy to others that I “…have a hog….”. This was not said to me, but rather about me, with news of the comment being repeated for my information. Now I don’t consider myself huge, but maybe a slight bit bigger than “normal”, whatever that means, ha. Seems though, that possibly he noticed my “size” when wearing the CB. With the anatomical shape of the plastic, I see how the mistake could easily be made. Since he has a tendency to speak of subjects of the more “off-color” sort, I now have the supposed benefit of having the reputation for being quite well endowed. Being locked all the time when not in K’s presence, I’m not about to attempt to prove them wrong, am I (wink)?

That was several months ago. Now I wear the PA-5000. It is less bulky, totally secure, and easily concealed. I haven't heard any more comments about "the hog". Of course, it only takes once. (smile)

A Trip... An Experience: Chastity Play

After much work and too much time at work, our work pace and load has returned to normal at my place of employment. I had a few days off, so K and I took a little trip to see the beautiful fall colors. We rented a cabin for three days and the intentions of the trip were simple: take a break and relax (no hustle and bustle), spend some good quality time together (which had been terribly hampered), and enjoy some pretty scenery.

The first night we spent in a hotel due to a late start getting on the road. I was still locked up during this first part. Just to recap slightly, I have now been locked ever since September 20th, 2010, when not in K's presence, and then only when she decided to unlock me. We arrived at the hotel and promptly went to bed. We were tired and it was after midnight. Before hitting the sack, K kindly unlocked me so that I could sleep well: she is such a wonderful keyholder (smile). We cuddled in bed and quickly went to sleep, while I nursed at her breasts. Ahhh.... such sweet sleep.

Awaking in the morning, we were both refreshed. We were both horny and enjoyed a wonderful time of lovemaking. We had great sex and K finished up with a vibrator while I continued to love on her in ways she loves. It was a good time. K chose to not lock me and I was a "free man". We enjoyed our trip and accomplished the three things listed above. We had three days of enjoyment, with lots of closeness, intimacy, loving, and some lovemaking. Now, I will admit, the lovemaking was not as often as either of us probably preferred, but it was fantastic. The night before we left the leaves, we were tired and went to bed, nursing as usual. Ahhh... such sweet sleep.

Arising the next morning, I was in the mindset that we had to pack and leave for the journey home. We enjoyed snuggling in bed, fresh coffee, and a bath together in the jacuzzi tub (hmm... wonder if I spelled that right?). (Okay, had to go check the dictionary on my Mac....yep sure did....I amaze myself sometimes...with such simple things!) Now, I know what you are probably thinking: Oh yeah, some good lovemaking in the tub! Nope. We enjoyed the bath, but there was no lovemaking involved.

So here I go. Out of the bath and ready to go. We have to pack, do a little shopping, eat, and get on the road for the nine hour trip home. I am in "get it going" mode. K starts to work in the same direction. Then she notices that in my packing, I had the little bag of chastity devices laying out. She goes over to them and selects the Clubfem MCD and lays it on the bed, announcing that I needed to put it on. This is a new one on me. She has not yet required the wearing of that device! I look at her in wonder. She simply states with a chuckle, "You heard me. You need to lock yourself up with that one!" Knowing that I had given her ownership of my dick, and that it is not my own anymore, I dutifully install it. This takes a few minutes since I am not as practiced in putting on this one. Okay, done!

Have you seen one of these? It is the equivalent to a KTB. Don't let the plastic fool you. Those little teeth are tough and SHARP. Well, by the time I had put it on, I was getting quite stimulated (yes, that means horny)! Said teeth were starting to bite. K loved it. Hmmm... so did I. I went to her and started loving on her. We went to the bed and had some wonderful lovemaking, including pussy eating to orgasm (K's favorite way to get one, of course), and a fine orgasm for me, in the end. During the loving/foreplay/pussy eating, I remained in the MCD. This was all the way up to having sex. During the initial penetration, I still had the MCD on. Needless to say, I couldn't go in very far. How erotic! Only about a third of my dick could be allowed in. We both loved it. It was teasing both of us exquisitely! Soon however, the MCD came off. As I removed it, there were many many indentions in my dick from the points. No, there were no piercings into the skin, no blood, no lasting damage. It was however, intense. The teeth had done their job, making the MCD presence known when I had become erect. Now that it was off, we made wonderful love. With K already satisfied with her orgasm, I had one of the most powerful orgasms ever. WOW!!! The MCD had built quite the energy, VERY quickly!

Afterward, k confessed. She told me:

I was so busy getting ready to leave; I was not seeing that she wanted some lovemaking; she wanted some attention and to make us both have wonderful sex; she thought that maybe the MCD would get my attention and refocus me on something more important!

It did!!!!

She is one wonderful lady.

Lucky me!

Ahhhh...Some free time

As you may already know, I have been extremely busy at work. Ahhh... for now, we have a little break. I am back to my regular shift and now have a little off-time, occasionally. Wow! I have some catching up to do. I have much to write about since it has been quite a few days since my last post and much has been going on. Hopefully, I can catch up on making a few posts in the next few days.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Having Lots Of It

Okay, here is another quick note. Sorry, but I don't have much time right now. I just got home from work and am about to go out to dance lessons (K and I have been taking ballroom dance lessons for several months).

Life is still very busy. Work is keeping me running a lot. Still, K and I spend every night together. Sometimes I nap first before I go to her house, or before she comes to mine. We then have fun; lots of fun. I am, as usual, locked all the time, unless I am with her. Then she decides when to unlock me. This is usually followed by some good lovemaking. GOOD LOVEMAKING!! A couple of nights ago, I think I had one of the best orgasms of my life. Last night was a good one too. I get to nurse during our lovemaking and again as we go to sleep. Then, when I get up in the morning for work, I usually nurse for a quick 5 - 10 minutes. Yeah, I know, it isn't much, but it sure is good (big smile). It is a nice way to start my day.

The end is in sight. Our busy time at work is coming to an end within the next week or so. We'll get a little breather and then back to a busy time again. It will be over some time after the first of the year. Until then, we get as much time for nursing and lovemaking as we can. MMMmmm.....good!

Sunday, October 17, 2010

A Kali Night

Last night was a good one. Wooo Hooo!

I came home from work tired. These long hours are getting tough. I decided that I would lay down and take a little nap before getting together with K for the night. When I got home, I stripped the bed and put on clean sheets, cleaned the kitchen, and got things ready for going to work today. Along the way, K and I did some texting, a frequent activity. We decided that she would come over at her convenience instead of my going to her house for the night. That is a relief for me since I am working the excessive hours that I am. I layed down for my nap before she came over.

I slept about 20 minutes and could not go back to sleep. I decided to take a shower and do a few more things around the house. I went back to bed, clean, in clean sheets, ready to try to sleep more before K arrived. I had no idea when she would actually appear. I had been laying there about ten minutes when in she came. She was already undressed! She came over and slid into bed with me. She took me and moved me to her breasts and I nursed there for a little while. AHHHHH,.... heaven. I'm clean, she's clean, the bed is clean and comfortable, and I am laying there nursing at her breasts: we are both happy. Then the real excitement began....especially for me.

I began to get an erection. Simple, huh? No. I was wearing Kali! (That is what we call our KTB) That was powerful enough as it was. The extra excitement was that a little earlier, I had taken a little bit of Viagra as a preparation for K's arrival. (Viagra is my friend, especially when extremely tired. I don't use it often. I use it more as a little insurance when I suspect I may not be able to perform as well as I would like too. This usually only occurs when extremely tired or stressed.) I don't use much of it per dose. I only take about 25mg at a time, divided from larger tablets.

Wow, what an experience!! I became hard very easily. I was excited to see K! I was excited because I had on Kali, and had been wearing her ever since that morning, when K had locked it on me before I left for work. I had felt Kali's weight and spikes all day long and it had a nice arousal effect. I had taken Viagra. I was nursing. K was feeling me up. K was.....enjoying the experience! She was having fun with teasing me, exciting me, knowing I had Kali on, and that getting too hard meant a painful response. With all the exciting stimulating circumstances, I could not help myself but to get hard. The most intense part of it was that I would sometimes nearly uncontrollably flex the muscles in my dick. This would result in intense pain. I would do my best to immediately stem the flexing before the full force of Kali bit in. Due to all this, and extreme effort on my part, I did not ever get completely hard, thankfully. K, realizing all the time what is going on (except the Viagra: I havent' mentioned to her yet that I had taken some), enjoyed the responses. I was in quite a bit of pain, wimpering often. Yet, she continued to tease me and increase the stimulation. I finally rolled away from her because of the increasing pain. I could not put my legs down, or even hardly move without it causing painful movement in my dick! She reached to tease me a little more and then relented. She unlocked me! Whew.

Then we made love. She immediately wanted me to give her oral. I went down on her and she was WET!!! I commented, asking if she had enjoyed the experience of the pain Kali can cause. She said yes, in a somewhat reserved way. Hmmm... are we discovering a new exciting facet of my dear K?

I don't want this to sound cliched. There is plenty of fictional stories about the orgasms of women and the experiences of men. Poo! This is all true, as is all I write here. But, yes, she came quickly. Very quickly! And it was wonderful. I thoroughly enjoyed with her, stimulating her while she enjoyed herself. When then moved into position to have sex. I entered her. She was "tight". Another verfication that she really had enjoyed the Kali experience. Now, it was my turn. And I came hard. I do have to say it was exquisite....over the top. Wow!

Before now, Kali has not been involved in our chastity play very much. I've got a feeling that Kali may participate more in our play time in the future.

After a little clean-up, we snuggled up for more nursing, and we drifted quickly to sleep.


Saturday, October 16, 2010


I often see in different chastity forums the subject of piercings brought up. Why would anyone get a piercing for the sake of chastity play? Hmmmm....

I had played with chastity a little bit occasionally in the past. My only device was the CB3000. I didn't really have an interested keyholder. I for the most part locked myself up because I liked the feel of it and the thought that I couldn't access my dick until I removed the CB. This was fun at first. I would lock the key in a safe that had a timer on it, thereby enforcing a sense of chastity upon myself. I soon learned that the CB was easily defeated. Like so many others who use the device, I found that I could pull my dick out the back, do as I pleased, put my dick back in the device, and never unlock the lock. Of course, the CB was still fastened to my body because I had been sure to adjust the spacer configuration so as not to be able to remove it with out damaging the CB. Anyway, the CB was defeated because I could still manage masturbation.

My next project in the security quest, was to devise a way to not be able to "pull out". I created several posibilities, from strings tied around my dick and locked on too, to making anti-pull out devices much like the KSD. These were somewhat effective, but uncomfortable. The most comfortable was the string option. But.... it was too much hassle and I wanted to take security to the next level. To me, that only meant one thing!

At the same time, I was going through a difficult time. Divorce was in the works and the job was being tortuous. I simply wanted to do something. Something different. Something out of character.... for me, anyway. I had a wild and crazy attitude running through my veins at the time. With divorce pending, CB play wasn't as important, as far as participating with the soon to be ex but, I still wanted to have the security if I were to ever find the right lover that would also be interested in chastity play too. Amongst all that, it became clear that the one thing that I could do that met all this criteria was to get myself a PA piercing. I was convinced....almost.

I started doing a little research. I did definitely decide it was the PA that I wanted. It was supposed to be the quickest to heal, appeared to be the preferred for chastity, and some reported enhanced sexual sensations. I checked out the shops in my area and found the most reputable one. I called them several times, asking lots of questions and gather information. Finally I went to the shop and told the piercer I wanted a PA. I then asked more questions and found out about their sterilization procedures. It included sterile packaging and autoclave. Okay, I was good to go. We went to the piercing room. I pulled down my pants and layed down on his table. Why he was getting everything ready, he turned to me and said that he was now ready to start. The problem then surfaced!

I had been laying there thinking about getting the PA. One thought kept sounding in my head, "You want him to poke a hole through your WHAT??!??!?" I told him that I had second thoughts and decided not to get done right now. He said okay, and that he understood.

I left!

A week later, with perfect resolve, I went there again, layed on the table, and he punched a hole in my dick!

Did it hurt? Yes. Did it hurt badly? Uh.... Yep, pretty bad. My ass immediately came off the table about a foot and I repeatedly said "FUCK!" about 300 times while it was being pierced. That lasted all of about three seconds, honestly. The pain was gone. He then placed in 16 gage CBR and I was done. All in all, nothing to it. Surprisingly!

I have had it now for two years. I am glad I have it. It is fun to have. It does definitely give security. Also, for me, it does give some enhanced sexual sensations and a stronger orgasm. Would I do it again? You bet I would. Was the pain worth it? Yes, all three seconds of it. Really folks, it hurt, but it wasn't that bad. If you are wanting it, do it. It only takes seconds and you will have it as long as you want. And the really cool thing, you can remove it anytime and it will close up, almost undetectable.

Feel free to comment or ask questions.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

KTB Blurb

Tonight I am only writing a quick blurb about the past little while. The last time I wrote about what devices that we have, I listed three: PA5000, CB3000, and a KTB that I crafted myself. I have since aquired an MCD. From Club FEM. Those last 2 are quite interesting devices to be worn, being quite punishing if an erection even starts to occur. For the past week and a half, I have been in the hairclip, AKA, PA5000. Today was my 1 day off among several in a row that I have worked. Since being at work was not an issue, at my slight suggestion playfully, K Decided to lock me in the KTB. Interesting! I locked it on quickly for her. It was a very erotic affect. I can immediately started to get an erection. Quickly, the KTB made me very aware of its bite! I summoned all the mental energy I had to shut down the erection. She wanted it on me early this morning, and now it is 10 o'clock at night. I'm Now arriving at K's house and wondering how interesting in shall be tonight. I have promised her plenty of oral sex tonight. I am sure she will get it! Kali will come off eventually so that I can sleep good. It is our custom that I do not sleep in it. I am really looking forward to our love making tonight. (BIG smile)

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Work, And More Work

Ugh! Time has been so short. My employer is keeping me too busy. I'm spending 12 1/2 hours a day at work, with only two days off in the past twenty-four. With the hours I'm keeping there, and getting a little time with K, it hasn't left much time for blogging. I will say though that K and I are enjoying much nursing. We are maintaining the locking too. Being so busy, we haven't had much time to "play" with that part. I'll write more when I can. I apologize for the slow posting. There is much more I want to write about.

Saturday, October 9, 2010

Why We Like Nursing

Why is it that some of us men enjoy nursing so much? And then there are others that don't seem to get much out of it. Well obviously, I cannot speak for all. As you know, I am a man, at least the last time I looked (this afternoon). Talking amongst some men that I know, there are some that love it, and some that can take it or leave it. There are usually two distinct camps. Don't get me wrong. Most men regardless, enjoy a woman's breasts. It's just that some of us regard them more highly than others. We all like the figure of a lady in our own way. To us breast men though, having adequate breast endowment is important. All the rest is nice about a lady's figure, but the breasts are very high on the "criteria" checklist when we are looking for the lady that meets our desires. Much of that is simply because of what we like to look at, being the visually motivated creatures that we are. Now, my understanding is not from scientific research at all: I wouldn't know how to even pursue that endeavor. However, us men do like to talk too! Those that seem to prefer breasts over other features of the female anatomy, seem also to like to do their share of suckling. I doubt there are many men that consider it nursing or suckling though. This is probably due to the idea that it would make them more of a "baby". Men! They don't like being thought of in any way that could be contrived to mean that they are less of a man or weak. BUT, regardless of what you want to call it, they like to nurse.

"Why?" is still a question. Hmm...

Maybe it is because deep down inside us, there is still a little boy that desires acceptance and love. Maybe it is because we like to feel like someone is taking care of us. Maybe it is because we like the closeness it creates. Maybe I could say "maybe" for a long time. I won't. I can however tell you about ONE man's perspective. It is all the above, in one way or another. I have had discussions with K about the little boy within. Yes, I am a man. I wrote one post that was dedicated to that thought. Still, there is deep within a man, a child that desires closeness, love, acceptance, and care. This matters most in the relationship of his lover. The big strong man still has the child, in my opinion.

The man who does not recognize this inner child, is missing the ability to know himself. I suspect that same man does not know very well how to connect with his lover, and his relationship may be more superficial, or maybe I should say that it may not be as deep as it could be.

K and I enjoy the deepest of relationships. Beautiful. She understands the inner boy, as I do the inner girl. Nursing addresses all the desires of my heart. I feel loved, accepted, cared for, and desired. She nurtures me there at her breasts. She loves me there. She knows it. She can comfort me with her breasts, even with simply holding me there close against them, or between them. And with nursing, she ministers to my heart. It is such a connection that really cannot be described. It is amazing what it does for both of us. It is so powerful, that it can relax us both after a stressful day and have us falling asleep within minutes. It is a form of pure peace!

I know I have said this before, a few times. I must say it again. I love this lady. Nursing is a HUGE part of that. ( And I smile)

Please feel free to share your ideas and comments. Oh, and thanks for reading.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

I Simply, Purely, Love K

The title says it all.

I love K completely. I am so glad she likes the chastity play, that she has come to enjoy it herself. It is a wonderful thing for us, and I do believe it enhances our relationship, enriching our love. Another part of this post is simply that I love the nursing relationship we have. It warms my heart every time she nurses me. It connects me to her. No, I don't get milk, but it would be great if I did. I would like that! Regardless, with no milk, we still classify this as an ANR (adult nursing relationship). I nurse. At her breasts. Often. Often as possible. For as long as possible. And our love grows immensely.

I do, really, purely, simply, love K. Chastity play and nursing are a huge part of that. (big smile on my face)

Too Busy for Lovemaking

This is day four of several that I am working, as per my present job requirements. It is also day four of being in lock-up again. Of course, I do get unlocked by K every night, as is our arrangement. I am much hornier during this time. We BOTH like that. We made love this past Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. We would have made love again last night, but I was just too tired. Getting up at 4:30am and getting in bed too late is exhausting me. Last night, I went home and slept about three hours. I then got up, showered and groomed, and went to K's house. We were both horny and had said so throughout the day. When I got to her house, she was already asleep, which is no surprise since it was 11:45pm. As soon as I went into her bedroom, she awakened and I got her keys for her so that she could unlock my dick from the "hairclip". I slid in bed with her and we loved on each other some. We were both still horny. I was instantly erect and she voiced that she was still interested. However.....

We snuggled a little and she moved me to nurse. I gladly, wantonly took her right breast into my mouth. We both "whined/wimpered" as I lay there nursing. The feelings, the emotions, were so strong between us. We relaxed in the lovingness of it. I was nurtured, she nurtured, we both loved. We both fell asleep there, in that wonderful nursing position. And, sleep was sweet.

I got up to the rudeness of the alarm clock and rolled out of bed. My custom is to get totally ready for work, including putting the chastity device (CD). When I am ready to go out the door for work, I go back into the bedroom, awaken K, and hand her the key to the CD. She then locks my dick until the next time we are together and she is ready to unlock me. She almost always does the locking/unlocking, about 99.9% of the time. This is our arrangement, so that I sleep undisturbed at night with her, she does not have to get up or wake up too much in order to lock me in the morning, and we part for the day with my dick safe and secure for her. It works well.

I reflected on the nursing often today. Though the day was busy, I found myself thinking of her wonderful breasts often, and the feel of them pressed to my face as I lay there nursing, being her "baby", us loving each other. It does not take the place of making love, but it is certainly a comforting connection with K. It enhances my love for her, makes me feel even closer to her, and I believe it does the same for her. It is wonderful, completely.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010


I wrote earlier today that we have again started a regimen of locking again after a month or so of non-chastity. If you want to know more about that, refer to that post.

So yesterday was the first day in a while. I can't believe how much I missed it. It was as though something was missing. It was as though losing the presense of my beloved K, with her hand no longer carefully holding my cock. And as I wear the "hairclip", I am aware of just how much I missed K having the key to my orgasms.

Sunday was a good day. I'm working a terrible amount of hours right now. Sunday was my day off after working too many days in a row. We made the most of it. Saturday, I went home after work, crashed on the bed and slept three hours. I got up, showered and got clothes together for Sunday, then went to K's house for the night. By the time I got there it was about 11:00PM. Then the fun started!

We started making love. Good sweet love. For the past almost four weeks, we have only had short quick lovemaking sessions. Time and fatigue did not allow much else. Now, we had time, and I was not so tired, having just slept a three-hour nap. It was on! Clothes came off quickly. We carressed each other, sucked, kissed, nursed, held, and any other thing that came to us at the time, for about two hours, as we finally finished with sex that was fantastic. It had been a while since we could spend that kind of time. Although we have spent more time than that many times, Saturday had been a while.

We drifted off quickly to sleep as I lay there at here breast nursing. OH! How sweet it was.. We both could feel the love exchange. What a way to go to sleep, with a breast pressed gently in my face, sucking on her nice nipple. It doesn't get better than that.

When we woke Sunday morning, we layed there and enjoyed each other's closeness for a little while. She took me and moved my mouth to her breast again. It seemed so full and tender to my face. I wished that her breasts gave milk and I could suckle there, receiving her love through receiving her milk. It is a fantasy we both share. Maybe someday..... Who knows. We have read that it can happen, given the right circumstances and care. It has to be very deliberate though, evidently. But, It would be nice. In some ways, I am her "baby", and we both enjoy that. Hey, it is our life, and our relationship, and our pleasure, right?

We did get up eventually and shared coffee on the back porch, another common pleasure for us. We both love coffee, especially in the morning. We sat there and talked, drank coffee and enjoyed the cool morning air that a cold front had brought us. We got up, readied ourselves for church and left. After church, we ate sandwiches, went to a hotel resort and walked the grounds enjoying the scenery, took a walk in the woods, went to my house to get work clothes for Monday, returned to her house, prepared supper, built a fire in the fire pit in the back yard, ate dinner there and relaxed talking. We then retired to the bed room and had more excellent loving. More of the same. More of what we had Saturday night. And more of it than we had Saturday night. More time for loving. More loving on each other. And it ended in more of that good wonderful sex that we enjoy.

We have an understanding. As a rule, if there is going to be sex, she is going to have her orgasm too. There is not going to be a situation where I get my orgasm and she does not. Most of the time it starts with me giving her oral, then when she has her orgasm, she pulls me up to her for me to enter her and a good time is had by all! And for me, they are always wonderful orgasms. Hmmm... uuuuh.... yes,..... I am a man......of course they are wonderful. There is no such thing as an orgasm that is not wonderful. I must say however that there is rarely an orgasm for me that that is less than a 7 on that worn out scale of 1 - 10. Sometimes however the order of things is not the same. Sometimes it is sex first. That means that then the vibrator comes out and K finishes her orgasm with it, along with me pleasuring her with hands and mouth on breasts. It is still a joint venture. (NO! I do not eat my own semen. No, I'm not eating her pussy when I have just had my orgasm in her. No, ours is not one of those relationships where I am required to clean her up with my tongue. I think most of the time, that is the writings of someone wrapped up in a fantasy. Note I did say "most of the time")

The main thrust of this post is to simply say that my day off Sunday was wonderful. It was a time of renewal for us. We needed it, both of us. We had been so busy for the past month, with shutdown, with her foot injury, with all the business we have had, we NEEDED that day for ourselves. It was truly like a one-day relaxing vacation, where we both renewed in each others love and care, coming together again in heart and soul, with some wonderful physical satisfactions thrown in.

What a day!!!

Me, A Man, A Man's Man

Up to this point, I have not describe myself much. Here it goes.

I am a man. A real man. Very much a man. I am muscular, well built. I am 6 feet 1inch tall. I weigh 250 pounds, and would love to weigh 230. So you see, I am not terribly overweight. I am not some puny guy that has no life or dignity, afraid of my own shadow. I have intestinal fortitude: GUTS! I stand up for what I believe, and for what I believe in. I am strong, physically, emotionally, spiritually. I have a fearsome grip when I shake hands, having to be careful to not hurt most people. I have run 10K races, although my body is not really designed for it so much, with the muscle mass that I carry. I can hold my own in a fight. Though I don't go looking for trouble, I don't take crap from anyone. I'm afraid of no one, literally. I'm afraid of nothing. I have respect for what deserves it: there is a difference. I'm very competitive. I'm tough as nails. Many wonder how I endure what I do at times, whether physically, emotionally, or whatever. I'm 48 years old. I can out work most most men half my age, and do it often. I look everyone in the eye when talking to them, whether of lower or higher stature than myself.

Why do I write all this about myself? Am I bragging? No. I am only trying to let you the reader see what I am made of. I am not some wimp, unsure of myself, confused about life and who I am. I am not some poor slob that can't hold his head up, afraid to take any tiger by the tail. I'm not looking for somewhere to fit in and think I have found it through being some little weakling that can only be belittled and disdained, to be treated like a titty-baby sucking a breast for comfort, unable to stand up for himself and is not worthy to be in control of his cock and orgasms, who finds himself stripped of all rights and esteem.

If you met me on the street, you would see a man. A real man. A man to be respected. A man that can take care of himself and those he loves. One who is fearless. A man that you would do well to respect and regard with carefulness. Shake my hand, and you will know immediately that you shake the hand of a MAN, a man's man!

Just so you know!

Loving It All

Of course from the name of this blog, you can already know that it is about adult nursing and male chastity.

I am loving all of it. K loves it too. Even through the tiredness brought on by the excessive hours I am working, we maintain nursing, even in the absence of other lovemaking we would prefer to have too. Hey, it would be nice to have it all, ALL the time, right? Too bad that isn't the "real world". Oh no, did I burst someone's bubble? You mean it isn't "real world" with fantasy mixed in? Ha! This is MY real world. All that I have written here in this blog is thus far " REAL WORLD ". No, I have not embellished, I have not added elements of fantasy to try to make it interesting. Hmmm... maybe I should? Again, HA! I intend this blog to contain the whole truth. Yep! That's right! The WHOLE truth. If I say it, I lived it.

This is not some writing of a deprived person, wishing that the things here in print were a truth in their life. No, I won't be writing some far out pieces of blabber about being locked in the basement, tied to a cold concrete wall, naked, beaten with my butt on fire, wondering when poor poor me will be released and unlocked so that I can again masterbate just one more time,to my peril of never being unlocked again, to never have another orgasm....blah, blah, blah. Oh yes, it is entertainment, but so much of it is so unreal that it is hard to endure much of it, at least for me anyway. K doesn't beat me....well not very often anyway, HA! My balls haven't been stretched to my knees. I am not deprived of orgasms for months at a time. As a matter of fact, I am not deprived at all. Oh, the shock of it! Not deprived??? No, I am not deprived. Yes, I am locked up. No, I am not deprived. We make love on a regular basis. No, I do not mean that we make love in other ways rather than have sex. I am talking about...... listen closely..... hello......making love.....with all the trimmings ...... fondling....... kissing..... holding........ hickies (smile)...... teasing...... speaking sweet nothings...... carressing...... and the best sexual intercourse ever!!!!!

And we are loving it all!

I am locked up 24/7 unless I am with her.... and then she decides when to unlock me. Most of the time it is at the beginning of our lovemaking sessions. After she does unlock me I usually remain unlocked until we part. Most of the time that will be the next morning when we go to work. When I leave for work, I put on the CD of her choice and then go to the bed side with her set of keys, wake her, and she locks the CD on me. The CD is usually the "hairclip". Our arrangement is wonderful. We both love it. There is no abuse. There is no demeaning of the other. It is all love and passion. The purpose? It is to enhance the feeling that we belong to each other. She "owns" my dick and my orgasms. Yet, she loves me so much and enjoys lovemaking so much that we make love often as possible. Who wouldn't love that.

Oh, and the nursing!! It is wonderful. It has so much become a part of who I am. It is such a sweet way that she administers her love to me. I lay sweetly at her breasts and suckle, many times so moved by the emotion of the experience that I find myself making little wimpering sounds with the pleasure. And she too makes many of the wimpering sounds too, as she feels the shared love and connection with each other. It is a connection and bond that cannot be described. It is powerful. It seems to be one of the fullest expressions of care and love that we can possibly share with each other. I lay there at her breasts and suckle, being petted and loved on, being given such full love and care by K that my heart melts, my nerves calm, my mind and body relax, and we become as one with each other as it is possible to be, matched only by pure lovemaking we also enjoy. It is pure love. It is pure acceptance by the one that loves you. And it is reciprocal. We both feel these same feelings as I nurse at her breasts. And who wouldn't love that too?

Taking a Break

Ah, I am finally getting to write again. It has been busy,as usual. My employer is in a position presently to demand much of my time. I am working 10 to 13 days in a row, 12 1/2 hours a day. It is no surprise. It was a scheduled activity that we knew was going to happen at this time of year. And I am not alone. I work rotating shift and the facility is in a time of excessive work hours in my operating area at this time. Being on shift as as I am, I am on a crew of 10 people. And there are four crews. All of us are being called upon to work this heavy load together. It is very simply, a part of our lives, occasionally.

A few days before this work load started, I awoke in my bed with the glans of my penis somewhat numb on one side. Of course, I was wearing my CD, the "hairclip" to be exact. K keeps the "main" key on her keyring. I have a the spare key. The spare is secured in the "keysafe" I devised. The keysafe provides an emergency means of access to the key. A simple use of a hacksaw or cutters will quickly give access to the key. It is also evident if access has been attained. So, worried about circulation and tissue damage to my glans, I did indeed cut open the keysafe and unlock myself. I found that I was still numb, even with some massage of tissue to hopefully speed recovery by extra blood flow. This did not help. I therefore decided to give the CDs a break for a little while until things appeared to be healed and returned to normal. I immediately notified K of the situation and she was much agreeable to the situation.

K and I have been having a wonderful and interesting time. A few weeks ago, we went wading, looking to catch some soft-shelled crabs. We were returning through the waters when K was struck by a stingray. The pain was excruciating for her, as is for anyone who is so injured. A trip to the E.R. provided for antibiotics. A few days later, she was in the hospital anyway with a serious infection. After a heavy regimen of antibiotics and a little removal of dead skin and tissue, she went home to recoup. That occupied me for a few days, taking care of her. We both enjoyed that very much. Then comes the shutdown.

The sensation to my glans was returning more every day. However, I was not willing to be locked back up until all was normal again. This proved to be advantageous. In the shutdown activities, I climbed, crawled and gyrated through many an object and obstacle. I do believe this would have been quite uncomfortable if performed wearing a CD. Yes, my crotch was somewhat abused in some of these manuevers.

Yesterday was my first day back in lock up. All is well: I've healed and my shutdown duties have become less strenuous and hazardous to my fragile parts. It has been over a month since I was last locked up for my sweet K.

K and I had been having a little bit of a rough time. With her injury and my shutdown business, it left very little time for us to spend in lovingness. We were both missing it greatly. We felt so distanced from each other. Much of that was due to my work load. I would come home exhausted, sometimes going straight to bed. Later in the evening, I would get up, shower and spend a little time with K. This meant that she or I would have to go to each other's house, since we do have our separate homes. By the time I get up in the morning at 4:30, travel 35 minutes to and from work, 12 1/2 hours at work, shower and eat something for supper, about 15 hours of my day would already be consumed. This of course left very little time for K and I to spend together. Many nights we simply cuddled up and went to sleep, usually with me nursing at her breasts (ahhh....sweet!!!)

I had just finished working 11 days in a row, with the above mentioned regimen. My off day was this past Sunday. Saturday, we were able to have some real loving. I went home after work. Crashed in bed for three hours. Grabbed myself out of bed and pushed myself into the shower. AAaaahhh... that felt good. Now awake and feeling better, I made my self ready and went to K's house. And we had a good time of lovemaking.

Sunday was good too. More nice time spent together. More loving. And with a wonderful day spent we cuddled up and talked as we went to sleep. And the talk...... Hmmmmm...... turned to locking me up again. I am healed. Sensation has returned. All is well. Time to lock up for my sweet K again. I looked forward to it. She looked forward to it. Monday was the day. It has been over a month. The chastity break was over. And we are both glad! We both miss it.

Ironically, due to all that has gone on, I only pleasured myself one time solo, during that whole unlocked period.