Living in The Titanium Anatomic Cage

The @Steelwerksextreme TAC cage arrived about 5 months ago and has been imprisoning what I used to describe as my penis ever since that day. I thought now might be a good time for a longish term update (I mean, considering that this thing is going to be on me for years and years, 5Continue reading “Living in The Titanium Anatomic Cage”

Anniversaries

I’ve got two anniversaries coming up. At the end of this month, Tripp and I will have been married for 7 years. At the end of next month, I’ll have been permanently locked for 2 years. Both have something in common; I wish I had done them sooner. Tripp and I wanted to get marriedContinue reading “Anniversaries”

Accidental Milestones

Huh: Just noticed it’s been 100 days since my last orgasm. For those of you who have read this little blog, denial has long been a goal for me and a tug of war with Tripp. For me, that constant simmering of desire, want, and need that exists when I’m not allowed release is, usually,Continue reading “Accidental Milestones”

You Could Swim in That

In the beginning, Tripp was impressed by how many times I could come in a day. It was not unusual for us to have sex two or three times per day, and my very reliable cock would rise to the occasion with startling rapidity. I could fuck him, get soft in his ass, then getContinue reading “You Could Swim in That”

Locked for Life

For most of my adult life, my dick (like most guys) was the center of my sexual universe. As a Top, I was very focused on my dick, using my dick, and having my dick pleased. I could be a very selfish top, which the boys I played with generally wanted. I tended to lookContinue reading “Locked for Life”

Trading Spaces

I’m the submissive partner (sexually) in our relationship, as readers are probably aware. I haven’t always been and my submissive role in my marriage is new(ish) and happened out of a need to recreate our marriage. However, I didn’t go from Dom to sub overnight. You can’t change who you are on a whim. I’veContinue reading “Trading Spaces”

Hands Free

Chastity has been slowly rewiring my brain in the most unexpected way. In the last few months, I’ve started to have orgasms without any penile stimulation. I guess when one pathway is closed, our very plastic brains find a new one. I haven’t had an orgasm without direct stimulation since my very first one asContinue reading “Hands Free”