The Reason I started making my own dildos

Guest blog: Why I started making my dildos

Why I started making my dildos

What is the first technique that springs to mind when you think of someone who is wanking? For the majority of you, I'll assume it's one hand stroking up and down the shaft while the other does a little ball massage. This was also my go-to method.

I had bad luck in love for a long time during my teenage years. With no partner in sight, my right hand was enough. For my 18th birthday, my female friends jokingly gave me a "sex package" with lubricant, a cock sleeve, condoms, and love balls.

Before being curious, I had never altered or asked questions about my cock-centered wanking practice. I focused more on cleaning my butthole in the shower than I needed to. It made me feel a bit excited. What would it be like to be inside these love balls?

I brought the lubrication and the balls with me when I took a shower the next time. Initially, I was unsuccessful because the balls were too large for my unmarried rear end.

But after a while, my lust and curiosity overcame reason, and I forced the first ball through my sphincter. My ass wasn't used to this kind of pressure, so I shouldn't have done it. It burned and pained for a few days after I forced it out again, but I wasn't about to give up that quickly.

The next time I took a shower, I got ready. I started with one finger and then used two. I was able to fit one ball inside without any pain. After that experience, I began to enjoy touching myself and using just one fingernail to explore.

What else could I use for anal play?

Growing up in a rural region means that you don't just walk into a sex shop and purchase everything you want. There's just too much danger of being "caught" by someone you know. Living with your parents can limit your internet use. Every time a package arrives with "printer supplies," it makes you worry.

I was too shy about my sexuality in all its forms at this stage in my life. It was only when I moved to the next larger city and became unknown that I was able to purchase my first butt plug. I sneaked into the store after passing it numerous times and picked out some lube and a little black butt plug.

I could not have been more excited to try it back home. Inserting the cone shape was considerably more straightforward than the love balls. Entertaining an orgasm with a butt plug and wanking unlocked an entirely new realm of sensual enjoyment.

The strong muscle spasms became very intense. Without the butt plug, they had no resistance. If I hadn’t held the buttplug, it would have almost fallen out again. Additionally, there was a lot more relaxation following the orgasm.

After two years, I relocated to a more significant metropolis, where I had countless opportunities to explore my sexuality and think about ladies. I studied engineering, so the common ideas were true, and I had to take control again.

Wanking with a butt plug in place became second nature. I had great orgasms with non-battery toys, so I wondered how a vibrator would feel on my prostate. I sat in my office chair, using a small purple item I bought elsewhere, and gradually lowered it until it touched me. It moved further in until I comfortably seated myself in my chair.

After I had grown accustomed to this feeling, I pressed the ON button, and the vibrations hit me like a freight train. It struck my prostate precisely where it needed to, and boy, did it open my eyes to a whole new universe.

I was panting and groaning as the pleasure of an orgasm gradually washed over me without me even touching my cock. I covered myself with a level of grit that I was unaware I could make, all without touching my cock.

It was more akin to a spring that never seemed to dry up than a fountain. It was a continual flow made possible by my throbbing Kegel muscles; it didn't leak or burst. Instead, it was driven by a steady force.

I sat on the vibrator, so my orgasmic shudders tried to press it outward, but they were unsuccessful. Instead of the brief but powerful orgasm I had previously experienced, it was an orgasmic plateau.

DIY anal orgasms

I'm constantly eager to move forward. In addition to being a pervert, I enjoy doing things on my own. Making my sex gadgets was the next obvious step, which even seems strange to me now.

I adore everything about wood—its scent, texture, appearance, variety, and all other aspects. Having something that "lives" in your hand seems so natural. Unfortunately, shoving it up your ass without protection is not advised because there are splinters that could infect you and provide emergency room personnel with a hilarious new anecdote.

After researching what to wear, I learned that certain varnishes for wooden toys are safe for sweat and saliva. This got me thinking that it might also be effective for other bodily fluids.

I started by building a dildo out of a single piece of oak, a sturdy wood that I had lying around (pardon the pun). I used a jigsaw to cut the wood into squares and a rasp to level up the edges. Since I was doing all this in the workshop in my parent's basement, I was thrilled I got away with it.

I sanded the piece until it felt perfectly smooth, progressively increasing the grit until I reached 400. This process continued until I was happy with the object's overall shape.

As previously said, the final stage involved applying multiple coats of varnish to it. I used three to five applications, letting each one dry in between.

And there it was at last! I have a wooden dildo I constructed on my own that was bigger and thicker than I had planned. Even though it is a bit twisted, it does not look like the real thing. Its cross-section is circular and it has no separate head.

Testing came next. I lubricate both my dildo and my ass with water-based products. It extended it again with one finger at first, then with two. It took me multiple tries to successfully pass the dildo past my sphincter, but once I did, the sensation was intense.

In contrast to other silicone toys I've encountered, it is very stiff, allowing you to appreciate its form fully. I can adequately massage my prostate because it is bent as well. I feel it stretching out and getting in, and then it hits what must be my inner sphincter—a resistance.

I also attempted to construct a stone dildo, but it was difficult for me to do so because I am not a stonemason, and I lack the necessary tools. However, I had some nearly square-shaped remaining stones.

I used a twin grinder bench to work on it. I smoothed the edges with the side of the grinding wheel. Then, I shaped the edges into a somewhat silly head.

The material is very dense, so the whole object is quite thick. It is smoother and less dense than the wooden one. I don't use it often since it lacks a curved shape and is too lengthy to sit on.

Making a replica of my cock, both in size and form, was my most recent endeavor. I used many chisels to focus on the details of this project.

I shaped the head and curved it upwards. I also worked on the frenulum, the top vein, and the cross-section shape. I then glued two pieces of wood together to create a good pair of balls at the base.

As a grower, I have always been impressed by how this miracle of nature works. Thus, I wanted it to look like mine only so I could compare my flaccid cock with the erected wooden one.

I haven't used it as a sex toy yet because it doesn't fit me well, and the perimeter, especially at the front, is too large. I may eventually utilize it if she's game with a potential sexual partner.

Pervy initiatives have yet to be planned, but we'll see what happens in the future. To reiterate GOTN: Don't attempt this at home!