Equipment Close-Up: The Ball Press
My pal Jake loves me to work his balls. Hard.
When he first suggested it, he had to be my instructor; how to squeeze
the ball sack until it was shiny, pulling it away from his body and then to
slap my fingertips or the palm of my hand into them. He liked no warm up. And the harder the better.
The last two times we have played he brought a new (to me) toy of his—the ball press.
It is made of two pieces of plexiglass, hinged. The back piece has a hole big enough to act
as a cock ring—both dick and balls come through it. The front piece has a hole just big enough
for a soft cock. There are two long threaded
bolts at the bottom for the top to slowly tighten down with wing nuts.
Jake agreed to model.
He relaxed in the sling. I did a couple of trial squeezes, compressing
the two plates together, lightly and releasing.
I was rewarded with a moan that told me I was on the right track. I did some more hole play with him and then
came back to the press. I held the two
plates together just enough to get both wing nuts threaded. And then it was a slow, inexorable turning of
the nuts to tighten it down. I swear I
all but flattened his nuts—one side a little less than the other at his
instruction.
We left it in its tightest position for a bit and
did some other ass play for a few moments.
Then I unscrewed fairly fast—enamored of how his fat balls could take
such rough treatment.
It always amazes me what clever contraptions people come up with to enhance their sexual experience. I learned long ago that there is such a thin line between stimulation and pain. Or how a certain amount of pain can provide such pleasure. I've also enjoyed pushing the boundaries and have found I love experimenting and have discovered what some may consider over the top. If Jake enjoys this, why not!
ReplyDeleteAnd does he ever enjoy it. There is actually another type of press we used that I will feature down the road.
DeleteOh, dear. Having injured myself once with a chrome cock ring... this brings back bad feelings. I would never. I now cherish my sack too much to risk injury. But... to each their own. Kizzes.
ReplyDeleteOh, I know--I can't imagine it on me. BUT--I love watching and listening to where it sends Jake as I administer it. And, of course, I have pledged to record the wonderful, weird, outrageous, odd, dirty and interesting ways we have sex....
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