Why I Live Plugged

Is it a thrill, a fetish, or something else?

Quite obviously I haven't always lived with a plug in my ass. First there came a day when I was in a sex shop and wondered about them (about eighteen years ago). Prior to that, I had been playing with my ass using dildos and the closest thing I could get that looked like a real cock. I had been fucked for many years by my male partner and enjoyed the feeling, so it was not a big step to get a dildo. True confessions will reveal that I was no longer with my partner, and my new partner was not into anal, so I was looking for a substitute for the anal fun.

He probably doesn't have a problem
keeping his butt plug in!

The trouble with a dildo was it wouldn't stay in, unless I went to all sorts of lengths to keep it in. So, in a way, that long ago, I had a desire to keep a cock in my ass, but it wasn't quite to the level of a fetish. Nor was I displeased with just sucking my partner's nice cock, and he mine. We enjoyed 69 sex and it was fulfilling...to a point. Which is why, when I bought my first butt plug I wanted that anal thrill.

I bought the classic, which back then was really about all there was. I guess that's why they call it a classic. It was made of rubber, was about 1.5 inches in diameter at the widest point, and it stayed in very well. The humorous suggestion on the box it came in was "go play tennis." It really was that good for staying put. The problem was the base. After a few hours it dug into the skin around my anus and became irritating. I did drive about 800 miles with it in, and that night when I got to my hotel, I slept with it in, and that was the beginning of a desire to go all day and all night with a plug in my ass. If it just weren't for the base.

I know a man who can wear a tunnel plug
without worrying about...you know...
anything escaping while out in public.

After I wore that first plug out, I just never replaced it and went several years without anal play. I got older, my nice hole got hemorrhoids because of my sedentary lifestyle. And then in December 2012, I returned to that same sex shop and bought a new butt plug. The material was greatly advanced from my first plug, and despite my 'roids I enjoyed the feeling of being plugged again. But I experimented with different plugs, eventually finding the NJOY metal plug, laughably small (I think it was the medium) and yet, the base irritated my anal opening skin. Going 24 hours became agony. So for the next several months, all the way through March 2013, I wore a plug as much as I could, but I went hours without, days without, nights without, so I wasn't really "living plugged"—not until I got my first glass plug with the circular (donut-shape) base that fit between my butt cheeks like a coin in a slot. FINALLY I had found a totally 100 percent comfortable plug, and by April 2013 I was finally living with a plug in my ass 24/7 and have been doing so ever since.

Impossibly big gape!

In a way, it's for the thrill, the feeling, the secret pleasure out in public, the feel of being fucked all day and all night, but now two years and  five months in, while the feelings are still there, I can go hours without even thinking about the plug. So more than just the thrill, the feel, the secret pleasure, it's become a fetish...something I don't want to stop doing, something that maybe I NEED to do. Is that what a fetish is? Something that keeps one enthrall? And, I don't think a fetish is harmful, physically or mentally if it doesn't rule my life. I continue to do all things I have always done, including work and socializing. So even if this is a fetish it is not crippling my life.  I truly love my butt plug. I mourn when I have to remove it even for two minutes while I evacuate, clean up and reinsert it. Some mornings when I get up I go as long as I can without answering the call of nature, so to speak. Even writing about this, right now, I'm hard and thrilled and happy to be sitting on my plug. I can feel it stretching my sphincter open, feel my dick half hard, feel the gentle buildup of precum leaking into my shorts. And as I have said in past posts, I don't know how many years I will be living plugged. There will be considerations down the road that might prevent me from doing so. One that seems far off, but inevitable is living in a nursing home, where others will have more access to my body than anyone does at the moment. I might be hospitalized and have to go under anesthesia. I don't think I would want anyone discovering my plug at that point. But for the present, I live plugged because I enjoy it. It is a fetish for which I don't apologize and find nothing wrong with it.

If you're reading this and sometimes think that using sex toys is "wrong" I urge you to give up that idea—as long as you're not inflicting danger on your health, as long as you're doing it because you have control over it.

This guy’s mancunt is really bizarre and for some of you really cool! I'd say this qualifies as a fetish.

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