Had my annual dr. Checkup today. Last year this time I had a post where I commented about prostate health from a lack of ejaculation. I said if my PSA numbers increase any at all then I’m out of the game.
Well let me say, Mrs. G may get her way after all and I’ll be buried with a cage on.
Blood pressure the lowest ever in a dr. Office, typically white coat syndrome with me.
Cholesterol down 20 points, maybe the lowest since I started watching it. Ratios still good too.
Blood sugar down 17 points, it’s lowest in over 10 years.
PSA down from 2.0 to 1.3, hoowaahhh!!
He asked about my sexual health (Ed) and level of activity. I was real honest with the man, after all he’s been my dr. For decades. He’s a good ole country dr. Who hasn’t sold his sole to the pharmaceutical industry and yet he stays studied up on his profession.
I told him about the last 18 months of chastity. That I only ejaculated when Mrs. G wanted me to. I told him my energy was up and my moodiness and stress nearly gone. I also told him that I provided Mrs. G with all the pleasure she wanted and when / how she wanted it. There was no more obligation sex and we are closer than ever before. That I was loaded with energy and woke up well rested and ready to go.
The look on his face was rewarding enough. It seemed I really peaked his interest. Then he said that he needed to do a prostate check. I new it was coming no problem. He was concerned with the change in lifestyle that plaque could build up and my prostate be hard and caked. He then educated me on the milking process that is sometimes needed.
Good news prostate size and sponginess all normal. I must say someone needs to do some medical research on this chastity thing.
Oh yeah, told him that I no longer use sleep apnea machine, that I’m dreaming again and sleeping longer time spans.
My bet is that he googles male chastity on his lunch break. I would love to share more with him on a casual level. Haha, I just remembered that he is married to a third cousin of mine, and our daughters worked together about 10 years ago.
All that being said, my apologies to those of you in long lockups if your misses sees this dr. Report.
A little side bar about the visit. He informed me that the reason he is always concerned about ED isn’t to sell viagra but rather it can be an early warning sign of heart disease. The plaque that builds up in the heart will frequently be more quickly noticed in the penis by way of ED. Or if the penis develops a sharp bend like Peronies disease. So I learned a little something today.
A final sidebar, he noticed that my circumcision scar was not so defined as normal. I explained some stretching work I had done years ago but once again the chastity device I use allows me to do some simple stretching and it provides a lot of protection from fabric rubbing which has improved color and sensitivity. He was actually very impressed with my success in this area.
My only concern is how will Mrs. G respond when I share all this info with her?
The chaste life is a good life.
[tongue+groove] From vanilla to spumoni
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Mrs. G was pleased that being locked hasn’t appeared to cause any health concerns. So on we go with no end in sight.
Except,,,,
I had a few buddies in to help me set the trusses on my new building. There was something about straddling trusses and brace boards that raised some concerns being locked. So off it came. Probably a good thing to. Came in so exhausted that I didn’t even consider locking back up. She was too tired to care after a day of keeping my crew in food and drinks.
Anytime I have a work day like this I always get compliments on what an amazing cook she is. Everyone asks why I don’t weigh 500 lbs. I am quite proud of how she never hesitates to help out at times like this.
It will take a few more days to finish up since I’m now on my own again. I’ll probably come off the roof about noon due to the heat. My plan is to only be unlocked when I am up there. I don’t think I sleep as well without my cock locked.
A hard days work with good friends and a loving wife makes for an incredible life.
Except,,,,
I had a few buddies in to help me set the trusses on my new building. There was something about straddling trusses and brace boards that raised some concerns being locked. So off it came. Probably a good thing to. Came in so exhausted that I didn’t even consider locking back up. She was too tired to care after a day of keeping my crew in food and drinks.
Anytime I have a work day like this I always get compliments on what an amazing cook she is. Everyone asks why I don’t weigh 500 lbs. I am quite proud of how she never hesitates to help out at times like this.
It will take a few more days to finish up since I’m now on my own again. I’ll probably come off the roof about noon due to the heat. My plan is to only be unlocked when I am up there. I don’t think I sleep as well without my cock locked.
A hard days work with good friends and a loving wife makes for an incredible life.
She says ‘it’s cute’ in the nub. 

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Installing perlins on my pole barn yesterday. Not so easy by yourself. I cary one up a ladder then pull others up with a rope. By lunch time it’s hot enough to quit and work on something else until it cools down a bit. Will be glad when the heat advisory ends.
Went to bed completely exhausted. Mrs. G came from her shower dressed for bed, thank goodness, because I was barely coherent enough to even recognize she was present. I noticed she was bending down to kiss me good night, then it all changed, she bit me on my side ribs. Hard!
She kept randomly nipping at my entire body. I finally turned to my back thinking it would change the situation and it did, but not to what I thought. She was able to catch a nipple and wouldn’t let go. Finally she did. As she went around and crawled in on her side I lay there a bit dazed trying to gather my thoughts when she clamped on to the other nipple. While holding it in her teeth she asked me what I would like. To fuck her pussy was my answer, to which she bit harder and said , you had your chance and blew it, then she laughed at her little pun.
Turning loose she said get that thing off, and wash your cock again, I don’t like the smell or taste of the plastic. When I returned and lying on my back still a bit groggy she used a couple of fingers and buried them in my sack and started massaging the root of my cock. Then I felt her mouth warming and wetting my knob. Not sure why I didn’t blow but it seems I must have her permission anymore.
Still working my root through my sack and she changes from her mouth to her other hand. I’m clawing at the sheets when she turns up the heat.
Her: don’t you want to grab your cock?
No response from me.
Her: did you get hard like this when the doctor touched you.
That’s when I sprang fully awake. NO!! In fact it shrivels up to nothing!
She just laughed and kept grinding at the base and stroking.
Her: come on grab your cock , I know you want to. Come on you can do it, help me with your cock. Touch yourself for me, help me and you can cum.
It was more than I could stand, both her hands and mine and I blew violently. She says oh my that was a lot, you needed to release that really bad.
Spent, I just layed there. She said clean up and go to bed. As she left to wash her hands she said, working you up for the big event is the best part.
I’m not sure what the big event is but it gives me hope for a piv cum. One thing is for sure, my next chance for piv I plan to reclaim her. Well at least think I have reclaimed her, until she says those sweet words, lock that thing up.
An anticipatory life is definitely a good life.
Went to bed completely exhausted. Mrs. G came from her shower dressed for bed, thank goodness, because I was barely coherent enough to even recognize she was present. I noticed she was bending down to kiss me good night, then it all changed, she bit me on my side ribs. Hard!
She kept randomly nipping at my entire body. I finally turned to my back thinking it would change the situation and it did, but not to what I thought. She was able to catch a nipple and wouldn’t let go. Finally she did. As she went around and crawled in on her side I lay there a bit dazed trying to gather my thoughts when she clamped on to the other nipple. While holding it in her teeth she asked me what I would like. To fuck her pussy was my answer, to which she bit harder and said , you had your chance and blew it, then she laughed at her little pun.
Turning loose she said get that thing off, and wash your cock again, I don’t like the smell or taste of the plastic. When I returned and lying on my back still a bit groggy she used a couple of fingers and buried them in my sack and started massaging the root of my cock. Then I felt her mouth warming and wetting my knob. Not sure why I didn’t blow but it seems I must have her permission anymore.
Still working my root through my sack and she changes from her mouth to her other hand. I’m clawing at the sheets when she turns up the heat.
Her: don’t you want to grab your cock?
No response from me.
Her: did you get hard like this when the doctor touched you.
That’s when I sprang fully awake. NO!! In fact it shrivels up to nothing!
She just laughed and kept grinding at the base and stroking.
Her: come on grab your cock , I know you want to. Come on you can do it, help me with your cock. Touch yourself for me, help me and you can cum.
It was more than I could stand, both her hands and mine and I blew violently. She says oh my that was a lot, you needed to release that really bad.
Spent, I just layed there. She said clean up and go to bed. As she left to wash her hands she said, working you up for the big event is the best part.
I’m not sure what the big event is but it gives me hope for a piv cum. One thing is for sure, my next chance for piv I plan to reclaim her. Well at least think I have reclaimed her, until she says those sweet words, lock that thing up.
An anticipatory life is definitely a good life.
She says ‘it’s cute’ in the nub. 
