It doesn't pay to cut corners. I was locking myself into my jailbird last night before going to bed. I was tired, I overate. I started with the balls thought the ring. No problem. They were hanging low, probably because of the heat. The boys went in without any effort. I slapped on the cock cage and the screw went in like a charm. I took all of a minute.
What I didn't realize was that a fold of ball skin had gotten caught between the cage and the ring. I didn't feel it for about half an hour but it got progressively worse. Had to take the ring off and leave it off..
I've got some physical therapy tomorrow morning, so I'll leave it off until after that.
Lesson learned. Pay attention where you put your junk; don't rush.
An older gay man's musings about sex, chastity, food, photography and whatever I want to talk about.
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