How I used to do it
Years ago, when I was a lot younger and I found that I loved anal play I experimented with objects of all kinds. I tried candles, veggies, bottles (at first empty but later full.......but that's another story), fingers and plunger handles. All of those were fun and had their individual uses but my favorite was a plastic cigar tube. Yes......a cigar tube. A relative was a cigar smoker and had thrown out some empty tubes and I took one look at them and knew that they had potential. The only thing wrong with them was they had raised lettering on the side and one try was enough to convince me that I had to fix that. One afternoon I had the house to myself, I went to my dad's workshop and found the sandpaper. It didn't take much work and I had the sides smooth and ready for another try. So right there in the shop I dropped my pants, spit on the tube and slide it up my ass. It was perfect. After a quick session I went inside and thought about my new toy's potential.
I used that tube many times but there was always something missing. I would take it with my when I'd go out on my bike. I'd find an isolated spot in the woods and plug my ass and jerk off but again, something was missing. One day I found the missing thing I'd been looking for. I was rummaging through some old clothes that were going to a thrift store I found an old belt that was left over from the 70's (ya gotta remember......this was in the early to mid-80's). It was about 2" wide, white and had 1" ring holes all the way around it. I studied it for a while and thought about how I could use it. Then it hit me.......make a couple of the holes bigger and slide the cigar tube through. Only thing.....the holes were not big enough but I knew how to get around that. The next day I was home alone I went to the workshop and modified the belt. I took out the of the metal pieces from a couple of the holes and made them just large enough for the tube to fit. It would work but I knew that the holes would stretch and it wouldn't work any more. I found some epoxy glue and glued the tube's cap to the belt, then all I had to do was screw on the tube and do what I needed to do.
The following weekend I packed the backpack I carried on my bike rides and headed out. I found some trails and explored them for a while. I found a secluded spot and stopped. I waited for a while to see if anyone was nearby. After about 30 minutes I decided to try my new toy. I took the belt out and screwed the tube onto the cap. I found a tree that the belt fit around and strapped it to it. I stripped down, lubed up the tube and my asshole and eased back onto the tube. It was perfect. It was like getting a standing fuck out in the woods. I stopped, lowered the belt so I could get on my hands and knees. I was having fun. I was getting my ass fucked, I was naked outside (which I absolutely LOVE) and I had a helluva orgasm building. I stopped long enough to move the belt to a tree that had fallen over and was about waist high. I barely got the belt around it but I managed to get it. I sat down on the tube and rode it until I had a body wracking orgasm.
I used that belt/tube combo every chance I got. I lost count of how many trees in my old neighborhood got a chance to fuck me.....lol. I eventually traded the plastic tube for an aluminum one and never slowed down. I used that thing for a couple years. I thought I had the end all of toys until I "acquired" a vibrator. It was one of the old style, just a plain, white cylinder with an on/off switch on the bottom and held 2 "C" batteries. A slight modification to the belt and vibrator cap and I now had a mind-blowing orgasm machine. The first time I used it I was so afraid somebody would hear the vibrator and find me. To me the vibrator sounded like a chainsaw but I knew it was just my mind....besides, once the vibrator was buried up my ass, it couldn't be heard. The first time I used it, I was close to the spot I was in when I used the plastic tube for the first time. I strapped the vibrator to a tree, stripped down, lubed it and my ass and eased my hole onto it. When the tip of the vibrator tickled my prostate I shot a huge load right then. I rested for a while then tried again. This time I ws able to last long enough to try several positions and shot another load while on my hands and knees shoving my ass back against the tree. Nearly every weekend was spent in the woods slamming my ass against a tree wearing a strap-on and when it got too cold or was raining I did what I could. Bedposts, chairs, workbench legs all became stand-ins for trees.
So there you are.......another insight into my past.
I used that tube many times but there was always something missing. I would take it with my when I'd go out on my bike. I'd find an isolated spot in the woods and plug my ass and jerk off but again, something was missing. One day I found the missing thing I'd been looking for. I was rummaging through some old clothes that were going to a thrift store I found an old belt that was left over from the 70's (ya gotta remember......this was in the early to mid-80's). It was about 2" wide, white and had 1" ring holes all the way around it. I studied it for a while and thought about how I could use it. Then it hit me.......make a couple of the holes bigger and slide the cigar tube through. Only thing.....the holes were not big enough but I knew how to get around that. The next day I was home alone I went to the workshop and modified the belt. I took out the of the metal pieces from a couple of the holes and made them just large enough for the tube to fit. It would work but I knew that the holes would stretch and it wouldn't work any more. I found some epoxy glue and glued the tube's cap to the belt, then all I had to do was screw on the tube and do what I needed to do.
The following weekend I packed the backpack I carried on my bike rides and headed out. I found some trails and explored them for a while. I found a secluded spot and stopped. I waited for a while to see if anyone was nearby. After about 30 minutes I decided to try my new toy. I took the belt out and screwed the tube onto the cap. I found a tree that the belt fit around and strapped it to it. I stripped down, lubed up the tube and my asshole and eased back onto the tube. It was perfect. It was like getting a standing fuck out in the woods. I stopped, lowered the belt so I could get on my hands and knees. I was having fun. I was getting my ass fucked, I was naked outside (which I absolutely LOVE) and I had a helluva orgasm building. I stopped long enough to move the belt to a tree that had fallen over and was about waist high. I barely got the belt around it but I managed to get it. I sat down on the tube and rode it until I had a body wracking orgasm.
I used that belt/tube combo every chance I got. I lost count of how many trees in my old neighborhood got a chance to fuck me.....lol. I eventually traded the plastic tube for an aluminum one and never slowed down. I used that thing for a couple years. I thought I had the end all of toys until I "acquired" a vibrator. It was one of the old style, just a plain, white cylinder with an on/off switch on the bottom and held 2 "C" batteries. A slight modification to the belt and vibrator cap and I now had a mind-blowing orgasm machine. The first time I used it I was so afraid somebody would hear the vibrator and find me. To me the vibrator sounded like a chainsaw but I knew it was just my mind....besides, once the vibrator was buried up my ass, it couldn't be heard. The first time I used it, I was close to the spot I was in when I used the plastic tube for the first time. I strapped the vibrator to a tree, stripped down, lubed it and my ass and eased my hole onto it. When the tip of the vibrator tickled my prostate I shot a huge load right then. I rested for a while then tried again. This time I ws able to last long enough to try several positions and shot another load while on my hands and knees shoving my ass back against the tree. Nearly every weekend was spent in the woods slamming my ass against a tree wearing a strap-on and when it got too cold or was raining I did what I could. Bedposts, chairs, workbench legs all became stand-ins for trees.
So there you are.......another insight into my past.
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