Today, after I ate lunch, I decided to browse some porn. As I was browsing, I pulled down my pants and underwear and began idly playing with my dick, as one does. I wasn't jerking off, just absent-mindedly playing with my tip as I was browsing. But pretty soon, a painful sensation came. At first, it was just on my foreskin. It felt like a raw sensation, like maybe I'd been grinding my dick against something rough (I hadn't), so I looked down and tried to inspect it. Couldn't see anything wrong with the skin. But pretty soon, the head starting feeling a burning sensation too. Again, I looked down and tried to inspect it, but I don't see anything unusual. The pain only started once I started playing with my dick, not before, so I couldn't understand what had happened between the time I laid my hands on my dick and the few minutes after when it started burning. Obviously, looking up "penis burning sensation" on Google will probably only tell me I have an STD which I know isn't the case since I haven't fucked in forever. It took me about 10 minutes before I realized what I did.
I had made a curry for lunch. The little curry kit that I bought came with a packet of dried spices, which included a dried chilli pepper. I had broken up the pepper with my bare hands, but didn't wash my hands afterward. Mystery solved. That's probably the dumbest (but also funniest) mistake I've ever made when it's come to my dick. It's still burning, although not as bad as it was 10 minutes ago. So yeah, always wash your hands thoroughly when handling chilli peppers, because you never know where your hands are going to be afterward.
I remember back in the day when I had to make my own shitty celeb fakes with my piss poor MS Paint/Photoshop skills. Which was really just saying I cut and pasted celeb faces onto porn pics or if I was feeling really wild, using my friends' faces. And while there were much better fake pics by others with better skills and programs, they were still essentially doing the same thing, just with better results but still required some suspension of disbelief. "Yeah, they matched the angle and lighting of the face to the rest of the pic, but her head still looks too big for her body...", shit like that. So I eventually lost interest in fakes. Even when deepfakes started becoming a thing, I was skeptical and wary of how good the quality could possibly be. I only recently decided to check some deepfake videos out recently and I gotta say I'm pretty impressed. There's the odd mismatch every now and then, like someone putting Natalie Portman's face onto the body of someone with saggy tits and huge areolas (or maybe that's just what gets the creator off, so no judgments there) but for the most part, I no longer have to fantasize too hard about what Dua Lipa looks like when she's getting fucked. What a time to be alive.
How a normal person celebrates the holidays: giving loved ones heartfelt gifts, spending time with loved ones, and just having a wholesome time in general.
How a pervert like me celebrates the holidays: going into total recluse mode, holed up in my bedroom, dressed up in head to toe latex and a chastity cage, plugging away at my ass with two giant bins full of dildoes, butt plugs and vibrators every day for hours at a time, while high on weed and poppers. Should be a good time!
While there are more and more attractive girls starting up OnlyFans accounts, I'm surprised there aren't more girls selling their used panties. Or maybe there are and I'm just looking in the wrong places. God knows I'd be selling them if I were an attractive girl. The way I see it, it would be easy money. Sure, I'd have to constantly buy new panties, but considering the money men (maybe even women) would probably pay, the profits I'd make could easily offset that. Obviously, anyone buying panties wants them to be as potent as possible, so it's not like I'd ever have to worry about ever getting them "too dirty". Hell, they'd probably pay more for some of that extra dirtiness. And wearing underwear is something (most) people do anyway, so if I'm going to wear panties and if they're going to get dirty anyway, may as well make some money from it. I feel like if more girls realized how much of a demand there is for them, there would probably a much bigger market for them. I know at least a few girls in my own personal life (don't worry, nothing creepy like a relative or anyone underage) whose used panties I'd happily pay for. If only they knew how many perverts there are out there with money to burn.
Lately, I've been seeing more and more pictures of sissies with flat chastity cages. Of all the chastity cage designs, the flat ones are hands down the hottest thing I've ever seen. It's not even really a "cage" anymore, is it? It's just a flat wall to smush your clitty into your body. The only reason why I haven't bought one for myself is because I know my dick wouldn't fit; it's not a big dick or anything, but even an average dick is already too big to fit into one of those cages. I never thought I'd see the day where I actively wished my dick was small enough to fit into a flat cage. Gotta live that sissy mindset.
Between my porn addiction, wearing a chastity cage, frequent popper use and anal training, my dick has more or less stopped working. On the occasion where I'm not wearing my cage and I'm just gooning on some porn, I stroke and stroke but it just stays limp. My mind is horny, but my body doesn't respond. And you know what? I like it. I've come to hate cumming, or at least cumming from my dick, so to be able to play with my dick and not cum suits me just fine. I still feel all the pleasure, just no build up towards a climax. The problem with cumming is the "post-nut clarity": my sex drive just dives back down to zero. I don't feel disgusted or ashamed after cumming like some guys might, but I hate that my sex drive just suddenly becomes a blank slate. No, I want to be horny all the time. If it wasn't for things like hygiene/grooming and more practical things in life, I'd choose to be in chastity all the time, removing any temptation to cum from dick stimulation. My only regret about this is that I didn't come to this realization sooner.
