I’ve carried a denial fetish for about three decades, as far back as I can recall. I remember watching porn from the ’80s where the man receives all the foreplay, humps away purely for his own pleasure until he cums, leaving the woman to enjoy only what she could before that moment. Back then, I used to think, “I wish that were me,” but with the roles flipped and the woman in control.
After having sex a few times, I realized I actually preferred giving orgasms. My wife would often give me a specific number of thrusts, after which she’d have me pull out and stop. I usually failed to reach climax during those sessions, and I loved it. Eventually, we stopped letting me cum entirely while having sex, and that worked well for me; I still prefer it that way now. I became really keen on edging, preferring it over full release for several reasons, though edging is addictive because there isn’t a fixed endpoint.
Ok… so in recent years, I’ve been mostly locked up, chaste, and denied. Here’s how my mind gets twisted: I find myself more aroused by the knowledge that I’m not getting orgasms or sex than I was when I knew they were coming. My dick actually gets harder hearing “You’re staying locked” now compared to being promised sex back in my piv days. The keyholder gave me three attempts to help her reach an orgasm via piv, and I failed all of them. She declared that those days were over for me. Before this, I had cum just three times in the presence of a woman—a first—and it made me feel bad about myself. Both she and my wife agreed to cut off my access to piv as well. While that fact does get me down sometimes, thinking about it actually turns me on. My brain can be silly.
So… I read through some threads and discovered that several men go six months or longer without any relief, ejaculation, or milking. This excites me greatly because the longest stretch I’ve had was three months once, with one to 1.5 months usually passing between emptyings. Wow… six months is truly hardcore!
Keyholder: How’s it going, pet? Me: Pretty good, neutered as usual..lol. Keyholder: You’re not that neutered though. Me: No… some guys go six months without relief… now that’s real neutering of your pet! Keyholder: We can discuss this when I see you tomorrow if you’d like. Me: Would you enjoy that? Keyholder: Yes, I would.
And naturally… instant cage boner. As we talk about it, I get hard inside my cage and wet, wet, wet. She tells me she wants me to do this for her, and that I will, because she desires it.
I swear by Gawd, this is largely how I ended up in permanent chastity after starting out with a long-time kink friend who helped me quit masturbation and dabble in some chastity play. It’s been three years since I learned to bottom. My mind says… “It would be even hotter if you were restricted more… You should ask her if she thinks you need more control.” Now, my keyholder is also the Domme in our somewhat poly relationship, so here I am stuck doing six months of no relief—it sucks… but just thinking about that conversation gets me turned on… because my brain really is stupid!