Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 07

My cock had become hard and it was obvious I couldn’t deny my body was enjoying it. I pulled and pushed the plug a little and was rewarded with a flood of pleasant sensations. Removing it I picked up the middle sized one, lubed it and placed it at my hole. There was more resistance but I knew to relax and apply pressure as I breathed out, and gradually it edged in. I could feel it stretching me but there was no discomfort, a little more pressure and then pop I pushed it over the widest part and it slid in and settled around the base.

The feeling was sublime, I had expected it to be painful but the tiniest bit of discomfort was soon replaced by pleasure, any movement sent a jolt of joy to my prostate and my cock flexed and pulsed of its own accord. I involuntarily moaned, this felt really good and there was no denying it. But I also realised it was too late for me to be having my own fun as it would possibly ruin the show if I couldn’t perform.

Reluctantly I removed the plug and calmed myself down, my weeping cock was not happy about it but cleaning up and putting some regular clothes on acted as a reasonable barrier to temptation. I sat and watched a little tv while occasionally browsing the internet on my phone. Around mid-afternoon the internet stopped working, thinking it was just my router I restarted it and waited to see if it would reconnect. Half an hour later and it wasn’t looking good, nothing on my computer and no data on my phone either.

Picking up the landline I called my ISP customer support. The waiting time was almost an hour so there was no doubt an issue at their end. I waited, listening to the rubbish hold music and eventually was put through to an operator. They asked the usual security questions before answering any questions about the service being out.

However while clearing the security questions the operator asked to check my details as I was down on the system as male, and that must have been a mistake. For a moment I thought about correcting them, and after trying to clear my throat realised that I couldn’t bring my voice back down, I’d spent so long talking with a softer and raised pitch for my cam sessions that it had become my natural voice. Not being able to stall any longer I agreed to the amendments on my details, it wasn’t a big deal as nobody would question it really.