I’ve never cum from ball play. I love it, though. It makes me so hard. The other night however, I got close…so close. I think I would have, but Tripp didn’t let me. He is serious about not letting me cum for a while.
I’ve aways loved having my balls worked. I love stretchers and weights. I love having them tied up and pounded on or crushed. It’s one of the kinks I have always been aware of. Since I’ve been locked, they have become even more erogenous. My balls, and to a lesser extent my ass and nips, have become my main pleasure sources.
I’ve been particularly horny since Tripp took real ownership of my cock and announced that I would never have an uncaged orgasm again. The fact that I haven’t had one in 1.5 years doesn’t lessen the giddiness I feel. I also haven’t had a caged orgasm in almost a month, and his telling me I am going to be denied for quite some time has fed into my excitement. So, I’m primed. I’ve been hard more or less constantly for more than a week.
Tripp and I started out cuddling. It moved to him playing with my nips as we kissed. He moved his knee between my legs and started to press my balls and cage. Eventually, I rolled onto my back and spread my legs for him. He reached down and started playing with my cage and stroking my balls. He gathered my balls up and pulled, hard. I gasped. He pulled harder, and I moaned. I begged him to pull even harder. He lifted my ass off the bed by my nuts. My cock was as hard as the titanium it’s encased by. Then he started hitting them. Gently at first, and then harder and harder, and I could feel an orgasm building. I got closer and closer. I was so close, so very very close. Tripp was smacking my balls side to side and my cage was bouncing along with them. I told Tripp that I was going to come, because I was. I always have to ask permission to have an orgasm. I was right there and he stopped. I backed off the edge. He started again and got me close, and stopped. Over and over he got me to the brink of ejaculating but wouldn’t let me.
Tripp left me hard, trembling, frustrated, and begging for more. I know now that I can probably come from ball torture. The longer I’m denied, the more likely I think it will happen. I’m sure I would have that night if he allowed it. If he had stuck something up my ass at the same time, I probably would have exploded. Tripp has said that my next orgasm, if he lets me have one, will be from ball play. Oh my god, yes, please. I can think of nothing better than having an orgasm, if I get one, without having anything stimulating my caged cock directly. Damn, I’m hard again.