I hooked up with a guy and he had a heavy stainless steel ball stretcher. I hadn’t really tried one before. But I do love my nuts tugged on when I am jacking off or getting deep throated. He asked me if I wanted to try it on. Well you know, I am always up for some new adventure. The ball stretcher breaks apart into two pieces. You put your scrotum into the weight and then tighten the two pieces together. For the next hour, this guy had my dick deep down his throat. It felt so amazing. He is a terrific cock sucker. And with the added weight tugging at my nuts, it was, well, fuckin hot. We both shot big loads together. I hope I see him again soon.
I walked out of there, knowing that I needed to get my own ball-weight stretcher. I was on a mission. There is a store in San Francisco called Mr. S. It is like the Walmart of sex accessories. I mean this place is huge. I walked in there and started to get a hard on just walking down the first aisle. I wasn’t in a hurry, so I wandered a bit. Looked at some of the fettish outfits and leather harnesses. Finally came to the counter where the ball weights were at. A handsome young black guy was there to help. I told him about my experience and described what I had test driven. He pulls out a small box, carefully removes the lid, and this gleaming stainless steel, machined perfect ball weight was revealed.
So how do you size these things?
Am I allowed to try them on?
Where do I go to try it on?
He told me, I could just put them on right there, or if I preferred privacy, there are some dressing rooms in the corner. Well, I am not really a shy person. Ok, I love pulling my dick out in public places. So I drop my pants right there in front of him. He explains the two pieces are magnetized, but be careful to not get any of your scrotum between the two pieces as they come together. I felt a little unsure of what I was doing. Not sure if I had it right. He comes over, tugs on my nuts a little to pull my sack a little tighter. That was worth the purchase right there. The skin slips into the first part, and I carefully place the second half together. They snap quite quickly and very firmly together.
“How does it feel?”
“Amazing. I love the weight.”
“Are they tight enough?”
“Seems to fit pretty good”. I swing my balls and dick around a little. The weight tugs even a little more on my balls. He is carefully watching my dick flop back and forth. I am sure he wanted to make sure the weight fit proper. I slide a glance to his crotch. Yeah, nice and full of dick as well. This is hot. I love the feeling.
“Can wear them all day”.
“Yes.” “Can I wear them out of the store?”
“Yes.”
“I probably have to pull up my pants.”
With a slight grin on his face, “Probably. Just take the box to the cashier. “
I walk out of there, feeling my balls hanging lower then they have ever hung, with a weight to them that they have never had. All the way home, I feel this tugging. And by the time I get home, I am super horned up. I take off my pants and stand in front of the mirror. I start showing off a bit. I wonder if my dick and balls will swing together or separately when I swing my hips. With my dick flopping around and my balls slapping back and forth, I thought I needed to film this for you guys. I hope you love my new toy as much as I do. And if you ever want to try a pair, let me know. I am good at sharing my toys.
Great story dude. I have a connection of those memories, I need to write them down someday.
I used to go to this video store. It was upstairs over a strip club called Mr. P's in Washington DC. No longer open.
The guy working there was a young handsome stocky white man with a dark beard. Always horny. Sometimes he would open a bottle of poppers and suck me off in the enployee bathroom.
When he got to trust me he would let me try on stuff in the store like cockrings and leather jocks, etc. Just in the store when there were no other customers around.
This one time I was behind the counter trying on cockrings and ball stretchers.
I was very fit at the time. 6' about 180 and a 31 in waist. Skin tight levis, black cowboy boots and a white denim shirt unbuttoned mostly but tucked into those worn out levis as I recall, the way we used to do back then (in the 90s). Of course my cock and balls were out.
I was showing off a very tight cockring and a 2 in ball stretcher and my 8" hardon was raging when these two guys came in. Young and shy, like they were newbies.
I stuffed my junk in my jeans and slipped back behind the counter, tucking in my shirttail.
They assumed I was working there and came over to the counter.
One of them couldn't keep his eyes off my crotch and I was bulging like crazy, enjoying the attention.
I offered to show them some cockrings and they were still shy but the smaller cuter one, about 5'8", clean shaven, shaggy brown hair, nice smile, couldn't resist.
I engaged him in conversation and learned that he had never tried a cockring before. Eventually I got him up undo his dress pants and let me put it on him. My friend watching and grinning across the store.
I tried a few others on him and in the process learned that he was interested in some lycra in the store, especially some speedo style swimsuits.
I helped him pick out a couple and showed him where he could try them on... the bathroom.
He went in and I followed behind.
He was so hard that he could hardly fit his cock in the size smalls were picked.
Before long I had my dick out to and he took the bait. Sucked me deep and long until I shot down his throat.
Those guys didn't buy anything to my surprise. Just had their fun and left.
But they had something to remember and so did I.