Sounder here. It started as experimenting as a child. Once i found out that i can make good feeling by touching my pp, I tried everything I could think of to make different good feelings.
Started with lego spears and antennae around 10 I think. Also tried those little ball chains that are used as pull switches for ceiling lights. They were less fun. Nowadays I use proper surgical grade tools.
I’ve got a pencil dick so the biggest I can fit is 7.5mm even after sounding for 20 years. Some guys can take up to 12 or 13 mm and it legitimately makes me jealous.
You’re giving me flashbacks to a doctor in Tokyo sticking a camera into my bladder and saying it was beautiful. I yahooed it, cameras are 9mm. It was hell. At least I got you best ya weirdo
I had a medical procedure in my early 20’s where they put a camera up my urethra. Prior to the procedure they filled it with lidocaine or something similar so I did not feel a thing. The purpose was to get a look inside my bladder. It was not a pleasant experience with a frequent urge to pee after a terrible urge that produced perhaps a drop or two. This went on about every 15 minutes for the rest of the day. It was misery. So when I hear of another side to the story had they not filled me full of lidocaine. I can’t help but be amazed at what a difference perspective makes ones experiences, and how that can inform the rest of our lives.
Sounder here. It started as experimenting as a child. Once i found out that i can make good feeling by touching my pp, I tried everything I could think of to make different good feelings.
Started with lego spears and antennae around 10 I think. Also tried those little ball chains that are used as pull switches for ceiling lights. They were less fun. Nowadays I use proper surgical grade tools.
I’ve got a pencil dick so the biggest I can fit is 7.5mm even after sounding for 20 years. Some guys can take up to 12 or 13 mm and it legitimately makes me jealous.
Not kinkshaming here, I just hadn’t expected to read an adventure tale this detailed today.
You’re giving me flashbacks to a doctor in Tokyo sticking a camera into my bladder and saying it was beautiful. I yahooed it, cameras are 9mm. It was hell. At least I got you best ya weirdo
I had a medical procedure in my early 20’s where they put a camera up my urethra. Prior to the procedure they filled it with lidocaine or something similar so I did not feel a thing. The purpose was to get a look inside my bladder. It was not a pleasant experience with a frequent urge to pee after a terrible urge that produced perhaps a drop or two. This went on about every 15 minutes for the rest of the day. It was misery. So when I hear of another side to the story had they not filled me full of lidocaine. I can’t help but be amazed at what a difference perspective makes ones experiences, and how that can inform the rest of our lives.
I put things in my peehole for sexual pleasure.
Hope that clears it up.