Terry has since been to about 15 CFNM events, some of which were a lot more low-key. My arse was lubed up, then I slowly lowered my bum over the dildo.’ He adds: ‘It was hard to relax, and it hurt, but there was no damage, so I didn’t regret it.’ When it was my turn, I really didn’t want it and I wasn’t sure what to do, but I walked over and one of the ladies helped me get on the chair.
He says, ‘it was cleaned each time, and a new condom was put on it, but I was very nervous. The party was the first time Terry had used a dildo. A judge was appointed to feel all erections.’ The final activities before The Dildo Chair consisted of, ‘a sexy dance-off for the men, and seeing who can get the hardest erection – with the girls only whispering in your ear to get you erect. ‘That became the distance to beat for the next ones up,’ says Terry. The distances were measured, and marked by a little box. The men then masturbated in a competition to see who could ejaculate the furthest. After 30 seconds or so – or when the twitching’s stopped – they start wanking him again. When he gets close to cumming they stop – that’s one edge. Describing the scene, Terry says: ‘It was two women per man, and they’d each take it in turn masturbate him. The penis painting was followed by an ‘edging competition’, when the men were brought to the point of orgasm without cumming – if you cum, you fail. Recalling his punishments, Terry says, ‘I was face-sat for ten minutes.’ Punishment for losing their erections included ice-cubes being melted on their bodies and being spanked. The men were required to stay erect at all times without touching their genitals. The rings were, ‘like kids’ toys – probably about 6 inches in diameter,’ says Terry. I enjoy it and get turned on.’Īctivities at the event included being judged on the ‘best balls’ (criteria were size, firmness, bounce and overall look and feel) and ‘ring toss’ which involved the guys lying on the floor with their legs open while the women stood by their feet or a little further back, throwing plastic rings onto the men’s erect penises. I like the embarrassment of being exposed, and the comments I get from being viewed. He explains, ‘it’s still embarrassing getting measured, and being naked with other people – especially when it’s only the men who are naked. ‘We were measured soft and erect, and made to line up smallest to largest, then told to look at the ones bigger than us,’ says Terry, explaining, ‘it’s mainly to embarrass the little ones.’įor Terry, feeling embarrassed is part of the fun – despite being at the larger end of the line-up. Once the women had guessed the men’s size, the g-strings were removed for the big reveal. The 30 women waiting for them were fully dressed and according to Terry, ‘they were in normal clothes, like jeans and T-shirts.’ Like the men, each woman had paid £45 to attend the event, with the entry fee covering food and drinks. Terry explains: ‘we put the g-strings on, then we were taken through to the ladies so they could guess the size of our cocks.’ Then along with the 14 other men attending, he was given a glass of Champagne, a mask (the wearing of which was optional) and a g-string for the initial ice-breaker. Arriving at the start of the night, Terry was told to remove his clothes.
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