This is the first post in a series entitled "Real Moments In Buttplugging", in which I'll describe past adventures.
This one happened a couple of years ago, before I went to being buttplugged 14 hours a day - before I played much at all, as a matter of fact. I had been taking a day off and really working myself up, really warming up. I had just gotten Buster - my fattest buttplug - situated in my ass when the doorbell rang. With my asshole sending urgent messages about how wide it was being stretched, I threw on a robe and let the ConEd guy in. I made like I'd just come out of the shower. I led him to the meteres, waited there, showed him out - all the while clad only in a bathrobe and my fat buttplug, my asshole pulsing, alternately relaxing and then clamping down on this giant chunk of rubber. I was hard as a rock and had managed to control my hardon with the belt of the robe, so I don't think anything was too obvious.
3 comments:
Um aren't you, in all honesty, worried about permanent stretching and the possibility of incontinence?
Metal toolboxes are very affordable, easy to lock, and inconspicuous enough. You could even have a "tool belt" and hard hat for times you are with the right kind of lover...
When my previous landlord was showing my old apartment, I left three buttplugs right out in the open. I didn't care. I can only imagine what visitors must have thought... These days, since I live with my girlfriend (and she has no idea about my secret hobby), my plugs go in a lockbox hidden at the top of my closet. :)
@lorma - Your anus is a muscle that easy expands and contracts (it's designed this way to accomodate waste disposal). As such, there's no such thing as "permanent stretching," and the only fear of incontinence is if you introduce some form of bad bacteria up there. Keep your plugs clean (boil 'em if you have to) and your butt comfortably stretched, and you should be fine.
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