Tuesday 7 June 2011

Day Five

I'm always amazed at how many erections I get through the night.  Normally I would have no idea but the cage lets me know instantly.  I woke up five times last night in agony.  Fortunately I know this gradually gets less painful and frequent with regular wearing but that first night is always a doozy!

I had an idea today (caused by an email exchange I had with A) about how I could tell a friend that I have a small penis. I'm not sure if I'll actually be able to do it but I'm going to try.  The humiliation should be delicious.  It may also make him feel good about the size of his.  I'm going to try and tell him I'm only 4" when hard.

Which makes me wonder why I want to be humiliated.  It has to be something to do with the abstinence and lack of release making me want to do things I'd never dream of normally.  After all, I don't actually have a small penis.  It's of average size.

And this is only day five!

The main thing that has bothered me today is how obvious the cage looks.  Well, to me, anyway.  I have a pair of floppy blue cotton shorts, which are ideal for working in the garden and taking the dogs for a walk.  I wouldn't wear them in public but they are very comfortable to work in.

Because I'm wearing the cage, I don't wear underwear unless I really have to.  This means that I'm carrying around this huge hunk of metal between my legs which, I feel, is swaying back and forth, really obviously.  And when it's a bit breezy, I'm sure it's outlined whenever the wind is blowing in my direction.

Anyway, most of the day has spent working in the garden and, therefore, the penis hasn't bothered me.  In fact, at one stage, I checked the cage and I'd shrivelled away to almost nothing!  I was pretty glad no-one could see it at the time.  Now, that would be humiliating.

On the porn side, I spent a while watching some 'hazing' videos.  These entail a group of guys in a frat house, initiating new guys into the fraternity.  But rather than silly playful antics, they have to give each other hand and blow jobs.  The cast is clearly gay and are acting except for a lot of the guys standing around encouraging it.  They all seem very real.  Well, I have to say, they worked on me!

While wondering why I like the frustration so much...this guy makes a good attempt at it:  http://subservient-husband.blogspot.com/2011/05/sexually-frustrated-satisfied.html

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