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Yesterday, I took the plunge into an area I haven’t been as a chaste male yet, both literally and figuratively – ML and I took the kids down to the hotel pool for some swimming fun. We’ve been there once before on our vacation already, but I haven’t been swimming with the cage on yet. Would the cage be obvious when I climbed out of the pool with just my swim trunks on? And how would I react to the sight of My Lady in a sexy swimsuit?

Apparently, my “visibility” concerns were not necessary; the cage wasn’t noticeable at all. In fact, ML says that there was less of a bulge than when I’m unlocked. She suggested that maybe I should wear the cage all the time while swimming!

While things worked out well with how the cage looked, my fears of being turned on by looking at ML were all too real. She looked AMAZING; her tits looked great as she showed off her near-endless cleavage, and she was constantly swimming up to me and rubbing her ass against my cage. Then she’d swim up to me, wrap her legs around me, grind against me – underwater, to keep it subtle of course. She squeezed my locked up cock with her hands as well, driving me crazy in full view of everyone. It was equal parts embarrassing and exciting, although the horny part of my brain didn’t really care who was around watching us.

Last night, our last night in the hotel, My Lady really worked me over. We laid together in the bed, and before we drifted off to sleep she began to fondle my balls. She was tickling my balls so delicately, I craved more friction but she would not give it to me. I was squeezing against the cage almost instantly. I was moaning and whimpering, begging her to take care of my needs, but she was relentless.  When she had her fill of toying with me, she had me lick her pussy to a couple of orgasms before it was time to sleep.

I’ve reached the point where I need… NEED… something. Anything! I miss my orgasm so much, I’m craving it badly. If I can’t have it, I want to at least be close to it. Am I begging for a ruined orgasm? Am I that bad off? And how much worse can I get with about a month to go?

I wasn’t sure how much time I’d be free during our vacation week vs. how much time I’d be locked up, but that question was settled pretty quickly today. After scoping out the security at the park (no metal detectors), My Lady had me put my cage on in the nearest restroom. She has also determined that the cage will stay on for most of the rest of the vaca. This will include any trips to the (very public) hotel pool or other amenities. I really hope my bathing suit does a good job of keeping the Jailbird discreet.

Although there were a few interesting moments today – feeling the cage rattle back and forth while riding a roller coaster was HIGHLY unexpected – there hasn’t been all that much time that I’ve been pushing up against my cage. There is so much going on, so many people around, and my kids to keep track of that there’s almost no time for anything else. On top of that, ML and I are usually both exhausted by the end of the day.

Actually, I feel like I miss her a little bit, even though she is right here with me – literally, she is laying on my shoulder right now as I write this post, sound asleep. We’ve spent so much time together, but almost no time together. I might just wake her up, though, and ask if she wants to share a shower with me. 🙂

When My Lady and I decided to give male chastity a try, I was very excited. I wanted to jump in right away. Neither of us really knew what to expect and which details were going to be important. Only when ML and I chose to get a device did I realize how big of a change this was going to be.

“I’m going to have to buy a whole new wardrobe,” I thought.

When we were looking through device styles, I couldn’t figure out how I was supposed to wear one of those things without everybody I walk by noticing a humongous bulge in my pants. The pictures of the devices made it look like they stuck out quite prominently. And, not to brag or anything, but my size would require us getting a pretty big cage. I knew for sure it would be visible in my current comfortable fitting pants.

Then we got the Birdcage. I tried it on, put on my clothes, and….

“Where the fuck did it go?” There was a slight bulge in the crotch of my pants, but it was only visible to me because I was looking for it.

I was amazed. I hadn’t thought of the fact that these cages were designed to be worn discreetly, and were made specifically to not obnoxiously stick out for public viewing. Even when I tried to get hard in the cage, there was no appreciable bulge. I was in better shape than going sans-cage!

I was also relieved. I wanted chastity, but I didn’t want to have to go buy a ton of clothes for it. And I didn’t want to half ass my chastity, wearing it around the house but not in public. So it was a great relief to find out that neither of those measures were necessary.

And now my custom Jailbird hides even better! Here is a pic of me in undies (SHIELD YOUR EYES!!!!):

You can make out the bars if you look closely, but that’s only one layer of clothing. Plus, who is going to be looking at my crotch trying to find a bulge? As ML put it once, they may think to themselves, “damn, that guy is packing a huge cock” and go along with their day.   🙂

Since this revelation, I’ve learned to go with the flow concerning the male chastity lifestyle. ML and I are fully committed to making this work, and we will find a way to tackle any problems that may arise.