CB-X Master Your Mister

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In the month of May, I had been using my original chastity device that I has initially purchased at Priape. The Bon – 4, metal cage.

It is bulky, but, unlike the CB-6000 does not come with the additional issues that I had. I like the metal cage set up because it is easy access, and goes on without a hassle. And I can wear it long term and not worry about cleanliness and other internal issues with the plastic device.

In May, like I said above, I purchased a CB-6000 set up, which is a 3 part plastic ring set up with a plastic cage. For a while it worked well, but after a few weeks of being in it, there were issues with the size of the cage, and also, there was a cleanliness issue as well. Because once you are in the cage and it does not come off, you can develop issues, where you must take it off to clean within. And that became a necessary task.

Along with the new CB-6000, I had said some time ago that I was having drug issues with my Diabetes medication, that posed a problem for two months, until I finally figured out what the hell was going on with me.

I kept having to take the cage off, and finally, it seemed I was outgrowing my cage, because I could not fully get into it, and urination became an issue. With the size of the cage, and my size, and the my body issues, they were not working together.

So I went to the company that makes the CB-6000 range cages and many other parts you can buy as single parts, and they all work with the 3 ring CB-6000 system.

The company supplies many other CB products, and the parts that go with them. There are various models, colors, and types of chastity devices. From CB-X you can get parts individually, that are not available in retail shops. I mean, you can buy a whole set up and all, but if you want to specialize your own set up, buying parts individually, that go WITH your particular chastity device, is well worth it.

This is The Curve. The Curve comes in a pack like the CB-6000, they sell at Priape, here in Montreal. I chose to buy the CB-6000 instead, not thinking about the size of the curve cage, in relation to my CB-6000.

The cages are made of rigid non-allergenic plastic that once they go on, and you lock the lock, or you use the plastic registration locks you can buy separately, there is no taking it off, unless you need to. Unlike other chastity products I have tried, this CB-6000 range is a much BETTER product. it is made securely, and works much better than others, I have seen or used.

I had bought several odds and ends over the past few months to complement my CB-6000, like a bag of 30 plastic registration locks, a set of Point of Intrigue that go into the CB-6000 set up making things a little prickly to say the least.

Today my CURVE arrived in the mail. And I was pleasantly surprised with it, namely, that it fits, entirely. In one shot, I was in and all was well. The CURVE is larger than the CB-6000 cage. It is longer and wider than the original that I had purchased. Making it a much better cage set up than the original CB-6000. It has air holes in the cage itself, and because it is a larger cage, I won’t have the attendant issues I had with the first cage.

Chastity has been a work in progress as I prefect the cage I am using and because with the CB-6000 you get an info pack in the box from CB-X.com, where you can register, and add other parts and cages to your collection, and not have to buy the entire set up, that costs in excess of $200.00 CAD for a cage.

The Curve came in at $125.00 CAD, with the exchange. The Curve ran $70.00 plus shipping and the exchange, so it was well worth the money I paid for it.

CB-X.com for all your chastity needs.

Jardiance – Drug Failure Report

A few months ago, when I started my chastity run, I started having medical issues, that went un-diagnosed until today. I thought, when talking to a couple of “men in the know” who advised that it might just be my problem and to stop. I persisted.

I am on a massive regimen of drugs, both for my HIV and my Diabetes. Both programs must work in concert together. The failure of a drug is not common for me, because I usually tolerate medication without side effects. I really do not focus on the negative, which helps me move forwards every time we begin new medication.

This time, I did not heed the warning that had been in process for almost two months.

Because I do not see my physicians until later this summer, however, I did get medical intervention via phone and fax, and took the two rounds of Fluconazole in late April and early May. The infection was stemmed, but it was not apparent that a particular drug I was taking was failing.

One of the side effects of Jardiance, a Diabetes drug, is genital infections, that, if not addressed quickly, can spin out of control and can cause serious problems, both for MEN and WOMEN.

I’ve been watching the JARDIANCE drug commercial on television here, and they do speak about all the side effects of the drug in the ad.

For some reason, I was paying closer attention to the commercial.

This morning I called the Diabetes clinic and spoke to my nurse assistant who assigns my drugs and has been working with me for many years.

The pain and problems grew over the last 2 weeks, to the point that the pain I was feeling was getting out of hand. We spoke this morning and right away she knew that I had failed the Jardiance. And she said that we would stop the drug immediately. She got me another round of Fluconazole and some creme, that I got at the pharmacy tonight.

It is important to share this information because if you don’t catch a drug failing quickly, that failing drug can cause extensive medical issues for you.

As of tonight, I am off the Jardiance, full stop. I have my Fluconazole that I took earlier and then next time I see my primary care physician at the Diabetes Clinic, we will find a new drug to put in place, because now I am off a drug that not only maintains my A1C and my sugars, and helps my heart health.

I got my new CB-6000 a couple of weeks ago, and I like it much better than the previous chastity incarnation I had, at first chosen. I am unlocked until I finish this drug treatment and my body responds to medical intervention, again.

HIV and Diabetes are critical medical issues, and if you are on certain HIV or Diabetic drugs right now, you need to know that certain side effects can rear their ugly heads and cause you unnecessary medical problems.

So take this as a warning.

Be mindful of whatever is going on IN your body or ON your body. Genital issues, yeast infections can devolve into serious problems that can affect your body, both for MEN and for WOMEN.

BEWARE …

Confinement

Today was day 37 of chastity. One of my friends, hit his eighth week this week, and I am in week six. He charts his time on a calendar that he posts to his Instagram. And we communicate.

Along the way, I have encountered medical issues beyond my control, twice now. Where I had to unlock and make a medical intervention. Today I locked back up after a few days of medical rehabilitation. And I swear, tonight, if possible, I am going to remain locked as long as I can, barring any further medical necessities.

The day I posted the first post to this effort, people on the outside have come by and read my quest for personal confinement. Along those lines, I got an email from a company called

“Locked in Lust.”

They sell devices to the general public. As I said, at the beginning, chastity is not just a “Gay” fetish. The “Straight” crowd has taken this fetish and run with it, in massive ways.

There are hundreds of devices on offer, made by companies that sell them to the public, and other metal works companies that manufacture very high end devices that are escape proof. Some of the devices I have seen, are so perfectly precision-ed, they are remarkable works of metal art.

I responded to the inquiry that was sent to me a few days ago, from Locked in Lust. They were interested in me posting a write up of one of their devices, The Vice, but I needed specific information from them, in order to write a proper post. In response, the Consumer Marketing Manager told me that he did not have spec information that would be useful, but in return, he offered to send me one of his lock devices [ THE VICE ] for free, provided I follow a few requests from the company in my write up about them as a company, and the device itself.

So I am getting a new device in the mail soon, and I was told that if I had the device in hand, I could “play around” with it and see how it works for myself, in real time.

I have to say I was floored by their generosity, that’s the first time any company has written me to make a request like this, then offer to send me their product to test in my own hands, in real time.

Chastity has been all the rage for a few years now. I’ve seen many spectrum uses for the devices. And I’ve seen what lengths men and women will go to to insure that their significant others, “STAY LOCKED.” There are videos online, if you know where to look, where devious Mistresses with serious motives, Epoxy their locked men’s padlocks so they become solidly locked permanently, and can never be unlocked, and the only way out, would be a serious bolt cutter.

I’ve seen Masters, take their subs, and lock them up and use what is called a BOLT GUN, and in place of a lock, they BOLT the locking pin in place, another form of severe locked status. Once the pin is locked in place, you really need a special tool to remove it.

HENCE, Permanent Chastity …

For me, I find chastity to be useful mentally. I just remember Todd and the relationship we had, way back when, and had this kind of kink been around over twenty years ago, I am sure it would have been all the rage then too.

I feel secure and safe locked up. And I also really see now, the value in chastity, both mentally and emotionally. You can focus on other pursuits, rather than have to worry about touching yourself or jerking off whenever you wish.

As long as the lock exists, I really don’t think about it. Because I know, this is what I want.

As for my friend who is on this journey with me, he, a straight young man, is interested in joining the locked up club. So when my new device arrives, he gets his own device, as I hand mine off to him to see how he deals with not being able to touch himself.

He is in for a real shock, I am sure. It will finally bring my dream to real and full fruition. Because in the dream, he ends up locked just as I was. But I was the one who followed through on the prophetic dream, he has been along for the ride as my key holder. Now he will soon have his own device.

Look for the upcoming post in the coming week or two.

And if you are curious yourself, click on any of the hyperlinks within this post to Locked in Lust for yourself.

More to come.

Friday Thoughts – End of Day

I am re-evaluating what I want. It has been a tough week, but in the end, it all came together. Two nights spent with the people I love, always does the trick, even if my head is in my ass.

Commitments were made and Along the week, I’ve come to a number of decisions that I think will turn out well, as time progresses. I quit one habit, and on Sunday, I quit the other bad habit. And I should be good to go, to put the next round of decisions into action.

Many of my friends have taken up running. A LOT of running. Over the past few months, I’ve watched my friends hit new highs in their lives, and do things they never thought possible before, just by lacing up a pair of sneakers and hitting the neighborhood streets.

Completion of Marathons have been the task du jour.

I have, in my bank, new routines to follow. An old timer I know very well, has been good to me as of late. When I need to pick his brain, about anything, he always obliges.

This afternoon I had a conversation with a local friend who is running a half marathon the end of April. And we got to talking about a race in October that we both might run together. After inquiring about training with him, he was not sure he was the right fit for me, knowing his own strengths and weaknesses as a teacher.

But my old timer friend came up in conversation, because he is associated with our Running Room, here in Montreal. Tonight, I saw him at the Friday night meeting and we spoke about a plan.

Firstly he said this … One, you are over fifty. Two, he said that we both carry about 170 pounds a piece. And Three, he said that over taking myself in trying to complete a distance that is, at the moment, out of my league, would be unwise. So we set up a plan of attack, with simple goals to reach over the next month. Then we will regroup and see where I fall on the running scale.

I’ve got a good six months to train up.

One of my friends worked steadily at distance, over a long period of time. He ran a marathon and ran a personal best and got a medal for it. My other friend Jack. walked out his front door and trained for two weeks. TWO WEEKS, having never run before in his life, and completed the Stadium to Sea run in Los Angeles last week, with a 3 hour time.

But they are much younger than I am and in a lot better shape.

Being HIV Positive and a Type 2 Diabetic has its challenges. Being over fifty is my big downfall. I’m no spring chicken and I have to approach any goal and temper that goal by my present disabilities and hopeful abilities to win.

I have a plan. Sunday I put it into action, after I cross off another bad habit and directly affects me lung capacity. Smoking !!!

Take away touching ones self, and point positive sexual energy in another direction is very useful. It focuses you unlike any other focal method. It makes you a better fighter, a better runner, and a better human being.

I’ve learned over the last little while that when I think I know what’s good for me, that usually turns out to be bad advice, because if I act on my own will, it usually turns out anti climactic.

I should never take my own advice ever. Because I loose on every front.

I got a couple of new books in the mail today. Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell and If On A Winters Night A Traveler by Italo Calvino. Both books came highly recommended by my writing teacher. He reads like I do, like a mad man. He also works in publishing, and is an author himself.

Usually what he reads, ends up on my read side table by my bedside.

So the week, five days, on self denial has passed. I am more the better for it. I don’t allow myself to take my own advice. Even if I want to.

Tonight we talked about the Sacred Circle, and what we can find within it, and when necessary, if needed, to go outside the sacred circle for help, that’s what we do. We are not doctors nor economists, nor marriage counselors.

If you need help that the rooms can not provide, Bill tells us that “If he was humble enough to seek outside help when necessary, and it was good for him, it might just be good for ourselves too.”

I have great friends who will go the distance with me. I have the best friends, and I am grateful for each and every one of them.

Thanks for reading. More to come.

Happy Weekend.

Uncomfortable

I posted earlier today about my head space this morning. it only got worse as the day progressed. I’ve been uncomfortable all night long. And even spending time with people I love, did not ease the discomfort.

I’m still stuck in my body.

There are things we get to talk about with our friends, those things could be any topic, for any reason, and my friends would listen. There is only one person who has been brought into the Fidelius Charm. There is nobody else, in on the charm.

He has challenged me to become the best version of myself. Which is why he is within the Charm.

And I’m not sure I should bother him, at the moment, because I know he’s filled with his own anxiety about the end of term and the amount of work he has to pump out in the next ten days.

What I have left, is pouring myself out here, and recording how my days are going, from one day to the next. As my daily routine goes forward, knowing what I know at this very minute, being around my friends makes me a little uncomfortable.

I have good friends, mind you, who would never question anything I tell them about me, because they all know me, very well. Sometimes better than I know myself.

I’ve added another layer of who I am to the mix, a few days ago.

On a separately Other track …

I was told tonight, by a good lady friend, that, certain doors have not opened up to me, on one arc of my story, so she told me to just put one foot in front of the other, until that particular door opens.

Because Sobriety does not have a destination …

Making choices, putting a plan into action takes certainty, or a little bit that sounds like certainty. You don’t know if the plan, will flourish in the future, so all we can do is put one foot in front of the other, and stay in our days.

Where have I heard that little gem before ???

Sobriety, and Life in Sobriety is about the day you are in, and even the moment you are in, right now.

Any choice you make in sobriety, is tempered by how well you deal with a twenty four hour period. And when you can’t talk about what’s going on with you, you need to figure out where you are going to drop your thoughts, which is why this platform exists.

For the longest time, this was about my readers. I posted content for my readers. But that tack changed when Brene Brown became part of my life.

This week, I decided that I was no longer drumming for readers or support from the outside world. I decided days ago, to spend my writing time, working on me, in open community.

I had to reconsider what this blog functioned as. BRAVING this blog, the way it was, was no longer tenable.

Now, I turn the attention off of others, and onto myself. For better or worse. I don’t have any gay friends, inside or outside the rooms. That means a no go, for open discussion on just about anything not relatable.

I know I can talk to my Fidelius Charm partner.

Now is not the moment, though.

I get to think out loud here instead.

Putting one foot in front of the other …

Honest Appraisal

Yesterday my wise friend said a few things to me, directly.

He told me I needed to stop talking and start walking. He also said that, now that I had created a huge space in my life, by taking away the part that was problematic for a period of time, that I would need to find something to fill that gap with. He said I needed to shut up and put up.

Sometimes your friends know what is good for us. For me.

Tonight we talked about Step 10. “Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong, promptly admitted it.”

A long time ago, at one point, in the history of my former home group, that I am part of again today, we were three men. At one point, a group of women walked in, and asked to join the group.

We were overjoyed.

Those women, who came from different places, now residing here, came to us, with a practice already in place, with the women each of them were working with. They came religiously, Early! Two by two. Hours early. And they read their Big Books together. And each night, we heard them mention doing something particular … A written tenth step with a phone call the next morning with their respective sponsors.

They guys were watching this, and we said out loud, to each other, AND to the women present, that we too wanted to do this too. Women here, only work with women, not the men. So we, the men, had to figure out what it was we were seeing done, and to replicate it ourselves.

It took some time. But eventually we figured it out.

I have a specific ritual I follow daily. I start my day with meditation, I read my teacher’s morning post, that he puts up daily. And I go into my day. I don’t usually plan my days, because they are open, and I wait for opportunity to show up.

At the end of my day, I used to practice a certain task.

Monday morning, I took the action to remove that practice from my life, for a permanent period of time. Forcing me to straighten out my life, once and for all. To be honest with another human being, with my failures and faults, to own up to them and to begin trying something new, in the space that is now open to me.

My friend told me to find the action I needed to take to begin walking the walk, instead of just talking about it. Direct …

I’ve been coasting in sobriety for a long time, waiting patiently for the right old timer to walk up to me and say – Hey let’s do something together.

I’ve been waiting. But honestly, the sober bracket I am in is empty of others in the same bracket I am in, the 17 to 20 year bracket. Most of the old timers I know are over the 25 to 30 year bracket and are on their own journeys. So they don’t necessarily engage us younger men. That is lacking.

Tonight I made the God connection that began on Sunday. I know what to do. But I’ve been slacking. Too much. I have not stepped up into my own sobriety and do something concrete, because I’ve been coasting for so long, waiting for inspiration.

On the odd occasion, as it happens for me, God tried to get my attention, and I missed the calls. The end stage is, if you aren’t paying attention, God drops the wall on you. (Cue Sunday’s Prophetic Dream).

Ok, I heard you. I am listening. I took that dream to the only other human, familiar with the issue, because he has his own and we talked. And he set me straight, so to speak.

I know the book. I know the steps. I know the work. I just have not been connecting all three together.

I have the time, and now I have the inspired thought and I know what I have to do. The ball, had already been set in motion, with a handful of people I am present for.

I need the focus, the direct focus to make solid changes that stick.

Taking away a waste of effort and juice, was the first necessary step to become focused, unlike I have been all along.

When you point inner energy into a specific effort by removing the wastage, and the blocking, physically and spiritually, you get true energy that is useful and you get to utilize that energy in pin point form.

If there is something wrong in the world, it usually follows that the problem resides in me. I am not the center of the universe. And acceptance is the key to all of my problems.

I went to great lengths to stop a problem. I needed to find the focal point, and I need to shut up and put up, stop talking and start walking.

I think I know what that means at the moment.

More to come.