Sunday 4/28/2019
Went to my straight gym yesterday, with caged wee-wee for the first time, took the picture I just posted, just before I left for the gym.
Showed off naked in locker room as I went into shower cubicle, left curtain open, visible from locker room, wanting everybody else to see. An obviously straight guy, walking by the shower, saw it, stopped and pointed, ‘what's that?'
It's a chastity cage.
What's it like? — Sexual connection to myself. The guys from my athletic team had a dick size contest. I had the smallest dick. so I have to wear this.
(I was facing him full frontal naked, just 6 feet away, talking about the cage on my dick, both of us occasionally looking at it. Today I find the memory incredibly arousing, my teeny weenie right now wiggling with excitement.)
After a dick size contest? — yeah, I had the smallest dick. They even gave me the niickname ‘Tiny.’
(Here my dick started to swell slightly in the small cage, turned on.)
Does it make you happy? — Well, it's a sexual feeling. I'm not sure … yeah, it does, it makes me happy.
Huh. What's your name? — Told him, then said my real nickname was ‘tiny.' What's yours, I asked.
Matisse.
A bit of conversation that he is an artist, musician, that I'm a singer, good to meet you. Nice, matter-of-fact guy.
This was exactly what I fantasized about. Very complex feelings. Even now still aroused in the back of my mind, plus happy, plus who knows what the fuck. Also extra time naked facing locker room exhibitionistically, while I changed into my gym outfit and back to my street clothes, and at the sink while I shaved my face and shaved my dicklette and little balls even with the cage on. Guys saw all of that but no one else spoke of it.
Now I wish I’d talked more overtly about the sexual side, being prevented from getting a hard on or jerking off, until I finished a couple of penalties, like showing off naked and humiliated. I hope I meet the guy again since he was easy to talk to. Going to wear the cage again when I go to the gym next time.