Back a couple of years ago, I owned a CB6000. It was enjoyable to wear for a day or even overnight. My longest stint with it lasted five days. There were two main issues though. First, my skin swelled up through the vent holes and caused real pain—not the good kind. Second, no matter how hard I tried keeping it clean and sanitary when removing it after those five days, it had a slightly off odor. Eventually, the seam gave way; even after gluing it back together, it split again soon afterward. Probably something to do with hydraulic pressure.
I’d been looking at Mature Metal cages ever since, but given my current finances, I couldn’t justify the high price tag. Their products are certainly worth the cost, I just don’t have the cash on hand right now.
Instead, I bought a metal cage from China. I hoped for the best while expecting the worst. It took two weeks to arrive, and much to my relief, it seems well-made, sturdy, and very secure (far more so than the CB6000 until I got that small plastic piece—the KSD-G3—which worked wonders).
So, I put it on intending just to wear it overnight. With no issues arising, I kept it in for another 24 hours without a problem. I did have some trouble with the spike retention ring, but adjusting it personally eased the discomfort; occasionally it pinches, but that’s an easy fix.
Yesterday, I took the plunge and accepted a random keyholder from emlilock. It’s a seven-day session starting out of a twenty-one day maximum limit, which will be longer than my previous five-day record.
I’ve been in touch with this keyholder. He is male, and while I see myself as mostly straight with some bisexual tendencies, I believe the quality of the keyholder matters more than their gender. It’s reassuring that he communicates well since it promises to be a long and likely frustrating journey for me. Having someone to talk to about it will help. He has also assigned me a couple extra tasks, like writing him a two-page fantasy piece, which I suppose is his way of learning more about me.
Right now, I’m only eighteen hours in out of a potential five hundred and four hours, so the journey is just beginning. I expect that after a while, my constant obsession with this metal cage around my favorite toy will ease up. Last night, though, I was playing with it, manipulating it, feeling myself swell inside but clearly unable to get an erection. Already I wonder if I can reach an orgasm with my penis bent downward like that and soft; although finding it tiring as my cock fought against the limits, it felt almost too much effort to endure.
I slept fairly well last night. I woke up a few times—once because the rings were pinching my skin, and again due to nocturnal erections pushing against the cage. Naturally, I woke this morning feeling quite horny with little ability to do anything about it.
My current state is pretty good though; not overly horned.
Regarding going out in public: jeans work fine for me as everything looks normal, and if a bulge shows, it just makes me look well-endowed. My concern lies more with wearing thin dress pants or when I start working out at the new gym down the road. I recently got a membership there and am waiting for them to open their doors. Hopefully, a pair (or maybe two) of tight briefs or boxer-briefs will keep this heavy piece of steel hanging between my legs in place. I really need to get back into shape; since leaving the military four years ago, my fitness has pretty much collapsed!