Chastity Play - One week

I've been wearing a chastity device for the past week. If you're interested, here's a link: http://www.mr-s-leather.com/PA5000.html?mv_pc=rex. I'm writing this fantasy to my partner.

I imagine you telling me it's time to take off the device. You tell me to strip. I take off my clothes and stand before you with my rock hard cock. You take the key that you've held for the last week, put it into the lock and turn the key. You pull the prong that has been poking through my PA piercing hole for the past week. With some effort, you pull the cage off my dick. You tell me to go rinse my cock off.
You pull out a condom and unroll it just a bit and pour some lube into the tip. When I return, you unroll the condom over my throbbing cock. As I stand before you, you begin jerking me off in the rubber. You take your time and tease me for a good long time. It's easy to get me close to the edge since I haven't come for a long time. Sometimes you put my rubber encased cock in your mouth and roll your tongue over the head and drag your teeth gently along the shaft.
You tell me to spit in your hand. You spread my spit over my butt hole. You tell me to suck your finger and get it good and wet. You insert your finger up into my rectum so that you can feel my sphincter's contractions. My body is exploding with pleasure as I unload my cum into the rubber and you continue rubbing my hard cock. When you feel my sphincter contractions stop, you pull your finger out and carefully milk the last of the cum from my cock into the rubber.
You tell me to lay on my back. You take the rubber and carefully pour the hot jizz into my mouth. I may not want to, but I don't want you to give me a choice. Tell me to be a good boy and drink my cum. Then I take my own load into my mouth and feel it coat my tongue as I swallow it all. You put the condom to my lips so I can suck it inside out and get every drop.
I hope you've been enjoying this process and by this time have a raging hard on. You lay down on the bed and tell me to suck your dick. I eagerly get in position near you in a 69 position so I can deep throat your dick when you cum. I set off at sucking your dick. I take time to smell the masculine musk of your crotch. This always makes me hard. I suck your cock and lick your balls and taste your sexy flavor. I can't get enough of the way you taste on my tongue and the heat of your scent. God, this is hot.
I'm hard again and you decide to suck my dick and jerk me off again. I get close to cumming again and you back off. I begin to work in earnest on your cock and suck it deeper and deeper into my throat. You begin bucking your hips, groaning, and holding my head in your crotch with your hands.
You groan more and more loudly as you thrust your cock down my throat and dump your load. You are in ecstasy as you hold your cock inside me and spurt over and over again until you slowly recover and pull out of my mouth. I grab my dick and - with a few more strokes and the taste of your cock, balls and cum on my tongue - I cum again, shooting jizz all over my belly.

Upcoming Talk

I hope to present the following talk in the next few months:

Hi, my name is Rex Harley. How many people here enjoy having sex? How many here are aroused by the idea of having a man behind you with his arms wrapped around you while his hard cock is buried deep inside you? How many here are aroused by the idea of being the man buried in your lover's ass?

Now, how many here have a spiritual life? Maybe you meditate on a regular basis, or go to church. Whether you believe in God, the Divine Intelligence of the universe, or the Force, how many people have a spiritual side?

Is there anyone here who has trouble reconciling the two? I know I do. Today, I'm going to cover four topics. 1) Mankind has somewhere got the idea that sex is wrong and God hates us for it. 2) For me, spirituality means that there's more to life than I understand and is full of meaning. 3) We have a healthy ability to experience sexual pleasure. And 4) Sex can be an act of worship and part of that is learning to give and receive the maximum pleasure possible and avoiding guilt.

First, somewhere along the way, humanity came up with the idea that sexuality and spirituality are at odds. You can lead a pious sex free life, or a life filled with sexual debauchery and godlessness, or somewhere in between filled with guilt. Sex became dirty and evil. We decided that one sex act can permanently separate you from God, so you might as well live the life of the sinner destined to burn in a lake of fire and enjoy life while you have the chance. At the very least, you don't think about God while having sex and you don't think about sex during church.

Second, for me, being spiritual means recognizing the Truth (with a capital T) underlying appearances. It means believing that life has meaning, that the universe itself is intelligent. It means that this divine intelligence which I call God is everywhere. Without meaning, I have a hard time finding motivation to do anything. Why bother if everything I am is gone after I die. So I believe instead that every moment is full of meaning, even when I am consumed with passion and am forgetting myself during a sexual act.

Third, Sex is obviously pleasurable. If I resisted pleasure - got it over with as quickly as possible so that the urge would go away - pleasure wouldn't be very pleasurable. Instead I try to abandon myself to pleasure when I have sex. I can spend hours experiencing pleasure all by myself masturbating my cock, asshole or both, pinching my tits, squeezing my balls, sniffing some poppers from time to time.

And finally, sex is good. God designed my body in such a way that I can experience pleasure. I don't believe I was created to feel pleasure so that I could avoid feeling pleasure. So when I have sex, I try to remember this. I give myself permission to experience greater levels of pleasure as a way of worship. I allow God to experience pleasure through me and I love God so much that I want God to experience the ultimate pleasure I am capable of. If I shout out "Oh, God!" while I'm having sex, I'm literally thanking God for the sense of awe that I have at the pleasure I'm experiencing. Sometimes I have trouble believing the depth of physical pleasure that I'm experiencing and I say "Oh, God!" because I'm so astonished at the sensations available to me.

So to summarize, we covered four topics: 1) Mankind has somewhere got the idea that sex is wrong and God hates us for it. 2) For me, spirituality means that there's more to life than I understand and is full of meaning. 3) We have a healthy ability to experience sexual pleasure. And 4) Sex can be an act of worship and part of that is learning to give and receive the maximum pleasure possible and avoiding guilt. When I have sex, I'm making love to the Universe itself. How hot is that!

Thank you.

Blowing Myself

The jockstrap that I had worn to the gym for the past week smelled like me - like lifting weights in the gym. It was still moist from my last workout. I took another long deep inhale of my aroma. It was so real and it was purely my scent. I didn't mind that I enjoyed the way I smelled. I turned my head and took a waft from my armpit. Again it was my scent and I liked it.

I gathered the pouch of my jock and put it in my mouth. I had also been shooting my load into it. The idea of my tongue rubbing across the dried load made my cock twitch. I took the jock out of my mouth again and absorbed the scent. I could taste my cum on my tongue as I inhaled through my nose.

I am a connoisseur of men's scents. I don't like stink, I like aroma. The aroma that tells me I'm dealing with a real man and not an image. I use my own scent when I masturbate, and I like it. I wish there was some way to get my nose buried in my own crotch - the space between my balls and thighs, between my balls and asshole. Oh, to get my tongue up my own ass. What a treat that would be.

What do my balls taste like? How fantastic it would feel to suck my own balls. I would know immediately how it felt, so I could apply more or less pressure. It would feel so good, and taste so good, and it would smell like my balls smell after working out at the gym. To lick my taint, to run my tongue gently over my rosebud before pushing the tip - oh, so gently - just past my rosebud but outside the sphincter. That delicious spot just within my asshole. I could respond to the sensations instantly. This would be the most fantastic rim job I had ever given or received. And there are my balls filling my nostrils with the poppers of my own ball sweat.

Since I'm in fantasy mode, it's easy to imagine my tongue just a bit further in my ass than it can actually reach. And I'm cleaner than I can be in real life. I can push my tongue deep into my rectum. I can find my prostate with my tongue and rub it so gently - feeling its hardness. My tongue can push further up into my bowels, pushing it's way gently in deeper than a fist could go and with more control than a dildo. I can find the secret passages that elude the men who fist me.

I can do this for hours - exploring my inner anatomy, tasting myself and filling myself with my tongue. My cock is so hard from this inner exploration. So I can pull out and take my cock into my mouth. It's been leaking. I drink my precum. I imagine I taste fantastic with my gym sweat and precum. And I know what I like in my blow jobs. I take my cock deep down my throat. I lock my lips onto the base of my cock and begin swallowing, and I can feel the muscles of my throat around the head of my cock swallowing. I get all the harder. I pull back and breathe before pushing back down on my cock again. I rock gently with my cock buried to the base of my throat. But then I find myself cumming - too soon. It's too late. I push my cock down my throat and shoot my load into my own stomach. I feel so full. My cum, boiling from my nuts right up and through my cock, blasting down my throat and into my stomach. This is just too hot and my cock keeps pouring semen down my throat. I taste my cum on my tongue as I pull out.

God, that would be so hot!

Dungeon Gang Bang Fantasy

I am in a dungeon, with my wrists bound behind my back, naked. There's a big muscular hairy man holding me so that I can't get away. He carries me to the center of the room and ties my wrists to a hoist over my head. He cranks a winch on the wall and I'm standing on my toes. He leaves the room for an hour or so. The strain is making me sweat and it drips down my naked body.

After I've lost track of time, he comes back in, but isn't alone. There are 15 or 20 men that file in behind him. They're joking and smoking, making note of my predicament. They seem to appreciate my body, though and my humiliation is turning them on. They take me down and I try to get away, but they are too strong. They completely overpower me and I'm helpless as they bend me over some contraption that puts my butt up in the air and stretches my arms out in front of me. It leaves an area in front of my face free to suck cock while I can be fucked from behind and my hard dripping cock hangs free.

Then I'm gang banged for hours. They rotate between my mouth and my ass. Each cums in my ass and then walks around so that I can clean their cum soaked cocks with my mouth. They also cum in my mouth. They take turns with my ass and mouth and my ass is dripping cum and my belly is full of cum.

As things wind down, they decide I need to be cleaned up. A few men give me piss enemas to clean out the cum. Others piss over the rest of my body to rinse off the sweat and cum. I'm untied and lead to a bed covered in rubber. They tell me it's OK to cum. I begin to masturbate with all the body fluids that cover my body. They help me out by spitting on me and my cock and in my face. They add some more piss. They encourage me and tell me how good I've been at satisfying all their needs and I shoot. I keep shooting for a full two or three minutes just writhing around on the bed in ecstasy, covered in piss, spit and cum. Many of the men have orgasms again and I feel the warm cum landing on me and I feel so happy that I keep cuming forever.

My First Time

Throughout my childhood, I learned to be embarrassed about my body. I was skinny and felt constantly picked on. And you could forget about using the shower after gym class. What if I popped a boner? I already had people who picked on me for being gay.based solely on the size of my body.

Growing up in Virginia, my family took small vacations to Virginia Beach. At this time, the pier had a public shower. I decided to use it to try and overcome my fear of showering in public. Hopefully no one would come in. It wasn't very busy, so my chances were good.

I was able to get away from my family for a while and went down to the bathhouse. I went inside and looked around. No one was there. I went over and looked into the shower. I was scared, but was determined to practice showering in public without getting an erection

I stripped down and headed over to the shower and began lathering up. I was a little hard, but was doing pretty good. I was convinced no one would notice if I was seen. I was doing pretty good.

Then someone else came in. His hair was blond from being in the sun so much. His body was tan, firm and full and he was a few years older than me. I panicked, but tried to hide it as best I could. I may have got a little harder, but still thought I was hiding it pretty good. So I stayed and prayed to be flaccid.

Then he said something about my semi-hard cock. I tried to shrug it off. Then he said "There's only one thing to do about that." I still shrugged it off and tried to think about anything else to keep from being hard.

Then he asked me to soap up his back.

I was young. I didn't know that what he was asking was anything more than an innocent request. I was still struggling valiantly to stay soft, and decided to help him out. I was rubbing his back with soap when he reached back with his soapy hand and grabbed my cock - which was immediately rock hard as he stroked it.

I was dumbfounded and kept rubbing the bar of soap on his back. Then he stood up straight and really lathered up my crotch and told me to rinse off. I complied and was very excited to be having my first real sexual experience with another adult man.

After I rinsed off, he went down on my dick and sucked on it good. I couldn't believe a man was sucking my hard cock and loving it. I felt so appreciated and beautiful in this man's eyes. I shot my juice down his throat and he swallowed greedily. We weren't done.

He swung me around and told me to look through a hole in the shower to keep a lookout. He soaped up his cock and my ass. I was still standing up when he guided me to bend over. This was my first time and being bent over was a new role for me. I didn't know that I needed to bend over to give him access to my ass. He came close in behind me and put the head of his cock against my virgin ass hole. He made some short quick repeated thrusts and was buried painlessly in my ass.

He started fucking me in the ass. I was ecstatic to have another man inside my body. I was enjoying the feeling of my ass wrapped around his hard cock. He fucked and he came inside me. I felt so special and gifted. I couldn't believe how wonderful this was. I kept his cum inside me for as long as I could, and was again amazed when I finally "let it go." This man had sucked the cum out of my balls and then planted his cum in my bowels and he loved doing it and I loved having him do it.

I went back to the showers on the pier the next day and we did the same thing. This time, I got to taste his cock in my mouth. He wouldn't cum in my mouth and insisted on shooting it up my ass, but I loved the taste of his soapy clean cock just the same.

I got his address and wrote him a graphic letter when I got home. I "lost" his address after he wrote back warning me not to be so graphic in case my parents were to find it. I felt embarrassed and ashamed, but I wish I had kept his address for future visits. The showers on the Virginia Beach pier are gone now. That is such a shame.