It's Sunday, I'm home with my wife, and things are just great. :biggrin1:
Saturday I had to get up early for an 18 hr drive back home. Thanks to the cock cage I had no trouble waking up early as the old cock, possibly anticipating homecoming, was urgently seeking freedom most of the night, and waked me up repeatedly. Finally I gave up trying to get the little guy to relax, got up, dressed, and got out the door about 4 AM to begin the drive home. Got in about 11:30 PM (time zone change against me). I was dead, and needed some rest. An exhausted me and a sleepy wife, who had waited up, simply went to sleep.
Sunday AM, however, was the time I'd been looking forward to. The usual morning wood was now a real pleasure. No cage was pulling at my balls, and I could reach down and feel my own turgid cock looking for an opportunity. I had not been able to touch that guy for a week. I looked at my sleeping bride and my stiff dick knew that some fun awaited.
My wife is usually slow to get moving in the morning. Today, however, as soon as she realized that I was awake she immediately offered a special breakfast of buckwheat pancakes, strawberries, blueberries, bacon, coffee and orange juice. Then she added, "No need to make the bed right now." I simply smiled. She usually does not cook in the mornings -- so the promised breakfast was a special treat on its own. Nice. The offer implied in not needing to make the bed was one I could feel in my crotch.
After breakfast, and a little bit of intimacy on the living room couch, we returned to the bedroom with me tenting the sleep pants I had put on to eat. We had a wonderful reunion, punctuated with her brief little cry of, "Ohhhhhh," as I entered, and continuing through at least two orgasms. I can always tell when she enjoys our sessions. She smiles an angelic smile which makes her timelessly beautiful. When the time came, my own release was simply awesome. I always come deep inside, so I can't tell you I sprayed the walls. But it was very intense and it was very good. It was also full daylight, and the full length mirrors on the closet doors offered an erotic view of two people very involved with each other.
It was great to come home, horny and full of cum, and to find an equally enthusiastic partner. Should I travel more?
Overall, the cage event worked out well. As I've said, it helped keep me out of trouble, and tremendously heightened my sexual energy during the week. No jackin' and not even having a real hard-on for a week while staying at a summer beach area filled with really attractive people is an event that really enhances and focuses sexual energy. Despite the annoyance of the morning wood sessions while caged, I'm glad I kept faith and did not defeat the cage system. Today I feel great, and I'm confident the stains from the frequent pre-cum overflows in the clothes I'd worn over the last few days will come out in the wash.
This lockdown is over until next time one of us travels. Thanks for joining me this time round. Please leave comments/questions here, or PM if you prefer.
Saturday I had to get up early for an 18 hr drive back home. Thanks to the cock cage I had no trouble waking up early as the old cock, possibly anticipating homecoming, was urgently seeking freedom most of the night, and waked me up repeatedly. Finally I gave up trying to get the little guy to relax, got up, dressed, and got out the door about 4 AM to begin the drive home. Got in about 11:30 PM (time zone change against me). I was dead, and needed some rest. An exhausted me and a sleepy wife, who had waited up, simply went to sleep.
Sunday AM, however, was the time I'd been looking forward to. The usual morning wood was now a real pleasure. No cage was pulling at my balls, and I could reach down and feel my own turgid cock looking for an opportunity. I had not been able to touch that guy for a week. I looked at my sleeping bride and my stiff dick knew that some fun awaited.
My wife is usually slow to get moving in the morning. Today, however, as soon as she realized that I was awake she immediately offered a special breakfast of buckwheat pancakes, strawberries, blueberries, bacon, coffee and orange juice. Then she added, "No need to make the bed right now." I simply smiled. She usually does not cook in the mornings -- so the promised breakfast was a special treat on its own. Nice. The offer implied in not needing to make the bed was one I could feel in my crotch.
After breakfast, and a little bit of intimacy on the living room couch, we returned to the bedroom with me tenting the sleep pants I had put on to eat. We had a wonderful reunion, punctuated with her brief little cry of, "Ohhhhhh," as I entered, and continuing through at least two orgasms. I can always tell when she enjoys our sessions. She smiles an angelic smile which makes her timelessly beautiful. When the time came, my own release was simply awesome. I always come deep inside, so I can't tell you I sprayed the walls. But it was very intense and it was very good. It was also full daylight, and the full length mirrors on the closet doors offered an erotic view of two people very involved with each other.
It was great to come home, horny and full of cum, and to find an equally enthusiastic partner. Should I travel more?
Overall, the cage event worked out well. As I've said, it helped keep me out of trouble, and tremendously heightened my sexual energy during the week. No jackin' and not even having a real hard-on for a week while staying at a summer beach area filled with really attractive people is an event that really enhances and focuses sexual energy. Despite the annoyance of the morning wood sessions while caged, I'm glad I kept faith and did not defeat the cage system. Today I feel great, and I'm confident the stains from the frequent pre-cum overflows in the clothes I'd worn over the last few days will come out in the wash.
This lockdown is over until next time one of us travels. Thanks for joining me this time round. Please leave comments/questions here, or PM if you prefer.