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A Beefy Cock Tied Up (photo from the web, source unknown)

I was asked when I tried on my first cock ring.

In high school, when I was supposed to be at my church youth group, I would drive up to a local newspaper and magazine store and buy porn.  One of my favorite magazines was Honcho.  The men were big, masculine and strikingly handsome.  “These,” I thought at the time, “are real men.”  Needless to say, I had much to learn!

While turning the pages of those magazines I let my imagination run wild.  I took in every aspect of these men—from what they wore to the tattoos on their biceps.  I’ve since realized that several of my fetishes derive from that magazine!  This is where I saw my first Prince Albert.  I was repulsed and attracted—which pretty well summed up my relationship with being gay at the time.  I also saw my first cock ring in Honcho.  It drew attention to the flaccid penis—it seemed to frame the thick meaty base beautifully.  It also lifted up a full-blown ball sack and showed it off like a preening rooster.  When hard, the cock ring helped engorge the dick and made veins and exposed mushroom heads bulge.

It didn’t hurt that these huge strapping sweaty guys were wearing black leather and glaring defiantly at me from the page.  The cock rings that bound and banded these guys’ dicks added to the sexual attraction.  My lust for the cock rings these big beefy guys wore was another one of my dirty little secrets.  I had to try one.  What was the attraction?

One night I was slowly jacking myself off while paging through yet another copy of Honcho.  I was so curious about what a cock ring did—and how it felt.  Would my teen-age prick look as massive and juicy as the dicks of these studs in Honcho?  I didn’t have a cock ring and didn’t have a clue as to where to get one.  But I realized that I did have a narrow fabric belt that had come with a pair of slacks.  I grabbed it and wrapped it around the base of my dick.  It pushed my balls up and away from my scrotum.  I pulled tighter and watch them grow darker.  My dick leapt up from my belly as I tightened the fabric.  The mushroom head on the end of my prick grew and looked like it was ready to explode.  The sensation in my dick was incredible.  I was so rock hard—even more rigidly hard than the typical teen-age penis.  As I stroked, my nerve endings were on fire.  It was the most incredible feeling I had ever had.  In less than 60 seconds I had the most amazing orgasm of my young life.

That went too fast!  I started stroking again and my prick quickly bounced back to life.  I unwound the fabric belt and stretched out my dick and balls.  I delighted in the extra-intense sensation of my skin.  Slowly I rewound the fabric belt—this time tying up each of my balls in a fabric figure-eight.  Now my dick was harder than even before and my balls were stretched away from scrotum and shaft.  I loved the feeling of the pressure and pulling of my balls away from my body.  I began to masturbate again.

I am happy to report that my second round with my new cock ring went a little slower than the first!  I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations as well as the images of hot men in metal cock rings.  I imagined their touch on my body as I slowly stroked—sometimes gently, sometimes roughly with an evil twist at the end.  My cock bounced with the intense pressure.  Every nerve ending felt alive.  I became so lost in the waves of pleasure that I forgot to breathe.  As I built up to an intense orgasm my dick felt like it was four times its normal size, floating free in space and separate from the rest of my body.  It was deliciously incredible!  I shot another huge load over my shoulder.

I was hooked.  I loved the look.  I loved the feel against my body.  I loved what having that fabric around my dick did when I masturbated.  Soon I was wearing it around my dick and balls when I went to school.  That had to look ridiculous—32” of fabric wrapped around my penis like a mummy!  At the time, I didn’t have a clue that a cock rings makes your package look monstrous!  In my naiveté I had no idea that I was enhancing my look like that (not that I would have known what to do if someone had approached me)!

I loved the feeling of that fabric cock ring during the day.  Here I was this sweet young man at a Christian academy and yet in my pants was a dirty little secret!  And so the mask and secret rebellion took its first step in physical form!

I began looking for other things to wrap around my dick (other than my fist!)  So I tried shoelaces, string, anything I could get my hands on.  And so began my obsession with cock rings.

Written by Jay — June 07, 2012

Comments

jimboylan:

Did you ever try large key rings of the proper diameter as shaft rings, or wide rubber bands around the whole package? In the 1990s, I noticed that some mail men (letter carriers) used 3/4 inch wide rubber bands if they had a bundle to deliver to 1 address. I found that the wider band was less likely to cut into my skin. This was before I found your business.

February 29 2016 at 08:02 PM

Jay:

Jimboylan: Yes! I did. I had completely forgotten until you posted your comment. I will admit that I tried a lot of things around my dick! I personally didn’t find the rubber band to be as comfortable as the cloth belt mentioned above. I had a lot of masturbatory pleasure with that one! Thanks for your comment!

March 04 2016 at 06:03 AM

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