A Movie, Popcorn, Cold Drink, and My Buttplug

Butt Plugging to The Lone Ranger

Johnny Depp makes an excellent Tonto, but since the movie was a little too long, a little too odd, my butt plug made it all much more enjoyable.  Since I lived plugged at home and in public I didn't have to do much to prepare for the almost three hour movie except check my cleaned out state before going to the movie. I didn't want to be uncomfortable as I sat there and didn't want to have to take care of any business in the public restroom. It all went beautifully, and I found I could distract myself from parts of the movie that went on a little too long by simply shifting in my seat and clinching, feeling my sphincter close around the shaft and the nice big 2-inch diameter "egg" pushed against the rectal walls.

For long-term plugging, I turn the P-spot angle toward the back, so that my prostate is not continually massaged. That's why I like those angled plugs like the NJOY Pure Plug and my Devi Glass Plug. For me sitting for long periods is more comfortable with the ring, rather than the NJOY oval base, but you have to admit how hot the NJOY looks in a guy's butt. And straight guys might like the way it looks in their GF or Wife's butt. A friend and fellow plugger sent me this hot picture of his NJOY...enjoy! Any of you reading this while you're plugged can just clinch to see how this is feeling in the picture. Now imagine taking your hands and spreading your butt cheeks, as you slowly lower yourself onto a chair or a harder surface and feel that baby get pushed against the sphincter. With my glass plug, which has a 3/4 inch shaft, the sphincter gets a better stimulating effect than the narrower NJOY shaft, but I'm sure there are plugs that guys use for really stretching things out that would add even more intensity to sitting and shifting around.

As far as my goal of living plugged, I said earlier that I didn't intend to keep an update on this blog of how long I could go without breaking my plugging 24/7. I made it to twenty days and three hours, but because of bad food choices I had to back off. I also noticed that I got butt weary from doing too many enemas; so I'm learning as I go. I can stay plugged all day if I watch what I eat the night before and don't eat foods for breakfast that tend to "run" through my system. But another fellow plugger and friend suggested that I not feel like I'd failed in my goal of living plugged even if I did have to take a break now and then. And he's right. Part of living plugged is to enjoy the experience as continuously as possible.

I was also inspired by a post on a health forum the other day. It was from the grandson of a 90 year old grandfather who had to confide in his grandson that his glass butt plug that he'd had since 1958 had broken and he needed another one, because it helped him have bowel movements. Guys, that's 55 years of continual butt plugging! And if you google the history and use of butt plugs, you will see that doctors had devised anal plugs much earlier than you might imagine. So I doubt that the story of the 98 year-old grandfather was made up. I also suspect that the grandfather had to derive a great deal of pleasure from wearing his plug, especially if it was part of his life for 55 years.

Tranny uses inflatable butt plug.

Custom Made Butt Plugs

The Glass Blowing Artists

This is an appreciation shout out to all the artists in the glass blowing arts who help us dedicated butt pluggers create new designs. In the seven months since I've been using metal and glass butt plugs, I have a growing appreciation for the art and dedication it takes from artisans to create beautiful and functional butt plugs. Passion Glass is one of these companies. The link I have provided here takes you directly to the page where you can read about how to submit your butt plug design to the company and what to expect in the creation process. I have personally not used this resource yet, but when I do, I will take the Devi Glass Plug prototype (which is also the same as the njoy pure plug design—except for the base) and have the company attempt to make a larger version. Why mess with perfection (as the Devi Glass plug is perfect) and try to "improve" on it? Well, I could use a 2.25 inch egg and a 1.25 inch shaft. I want a little more stretch of the sphincter.

Even though I still say I'm not into stretching and "gaping" I've found that I do want to expand just a little. Now that I've been plugged almost continuously for several months (no not 24 hours a day), I have days where everything just comes together, when my ass is "in the pink" so to speak, and I feel like I could use a bigger plug inside. If you're just getting started on living plugged, or attempting to, or wanting to keep a plug in your butt as much as possible, what I've discovered is that what used to be the pain barrier—the point where to push it further causes pain and sweating and shaking and frustration—has now become the pleasure center. It's focused right there in the anal opening, and every nerve in my body is quivering with intense pleasure for that extra little push, and I can feel the slick glass going in.

And I would like to push the envelope some days, which is why I would like the same design of glass plug I have now, but just a tad bigger egg and shaft.

Any reader of this blog are welcome to tell the rest of us about his custom made plugs, where he got them, and any other details. Let's not hear from those who had a bad experience. While this might be useful to know, I want to hear from those who were successful in getting a well made custom plug. We all have different tastes in our favorite plugs, and we all have our own desires.


Guys, sit back, relax, and enjoy this hunk for eighteen minutes in a good masturbation session, made better with a classic butt plug:

Farm Boys Revisited

Sowing My Seed

Other than being plugged as I write this, this post isn't about plugging. I'm going to revisit my youth, growing up on a farm. As I said in an earlier post, from my experience most of the farm boys I grew up around were just about as obsessed with sex and their cocks as I was. We were cotton farmers in a hot part of the country, but not the south. As anyone might guess there's farming throughout the U.S. and in the southern part of the state where we had our family farm, my father was friends with the owner of one of the cotton gins. I think back on the two boys from that family and the opportunities I squandered (as far as having sex with boys goes). When our family visited their family (once they moved to a different state) it was quite natural in those close knit farming families that us three boys shared the same bed, and those two boys took advantage of having me in the middle. I helped them jack off, once they had taught me how to do it, and from those visits, even though I learned a lot of misinformation about things sexual jacking off was the best thing I learned.

I literally whacked off everywhere on the farm, and it was a big enough place that I could be alone five minutes after I left the house. So I must've masturbated several times a day, every day and of course had my dick out of my pants almost everywhere I went on the farm. I squirted my cum in the cow barn, the pig pens, the corn bin, the haystack, all around the irrigation pond; I jacked off on the tractor when I was plowing. I came in the irrigation ditch and watched my seed coagulate in the cold water and float downstream toward the cotton fields. I splashed it on the cotton plants, the beans, the corn, on the road between fields. I shot my wad from my bicycle as I rode around the fields or out in the desert. I masturbated in the cotton trailer on the fluffy white cotton, while Dad made the rounds in the cotton picker for another load. And the thing is, so did the other boys on neighboring farms. When we got together for a skinny dip in one of the irrigation ponds, the first thing we did was get hardons and compare sizes. We compared our cut and uncut cocks with each other.

And so it went. Of course, most of the guys had to bring up having sex with girls, which for some reason didn't appeal to me, but it wasn't until I was in high school that i realized I had crushes on boys, and so my jackoff sessions took on a different sort of edge on the farm. But it's true, when you're isolated and everyone is just as ignorant as you are about most things sexual, my fantasies we're not very specific when i realized that sex and boys went together in my mind.

Anyway, my healthy life and body probably sowed a thin layer of cum over all those acres, and it is with fondness that I recall those young teen years on the farm.

There's a rain coming tonight, and it's unusual for this part of the country. Out here in the southwest, when it rains the raindrops are very cold, and it's a real thrill to go out naked and dance in the rain, like it was on the farm; but for that kind of activity, I had to wait until everyone in the house was asleep. I could slip out of my bedroom and sneak off toward the fields. As you might imagine though this was not the usual carefree times, though. The rain could get my father up...we were farmers. You checked on things in a downpour, and could have easily caught me or discovered I wasn't in bed, since he would probably need me to go out with him to make sure we had tarps over things we didn't want to get wet.

Guys, I’m telling you that a butt plug will double your pleasure, whether it’s a good masturbation session by yourself or with a partner. This athletic looking guy has a great ass and it takes the plug hungrily: