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Saw this red skin dye online used for some Asian celebrations and ceremonies. Decided to order a bottle. Here is a photoshop of an idea on using it. It arrives tomorrow.

This is the larger keyed lock (23 mm). It’s sturdier than earlier designs. He also has smaller keyed locks and security screws as options.

45mm length. 39mm diameter penis tube. Flat base ring. 7mm PA.

The goal with this downsize was to capture the entire glans in the cage cap, and to keep it displayed and stimulated, while compressing the shaft as much as practical.

I’ve had it on a few hours, and I’d say it’s a success. The wide center gap and PA hook keep plenty of skin pushed into the bars to stimulate the glans, and to amuse anyone who sees it bulging. The skin at the very tip always protrudes, and is very sensitive, and hilarious looking. The open bars make it easy to read what’s going on.

I have heard a variety of tales about TSA encounters, over the past few years. Some sounded plausible, some not so much.

I have also read advice like, just tell them it’s personal jewelry if the scanner alerts on you, and they will let you pass. And so on…

That happens to be false. I looked into it, and TSA is required by regulations to clear every alarm. In other words, if an alarm goes off, they must determine why it went off. So, in the case of a chastity cage, they are going to either frisk you in a way that allows them to be satisfied what is going on, or you are going to be pulling your pants down for an intimate inspection by a TSA officer.

So… it finally happened to me. My KH requires me to uncage for TSA. I was in a hurry to get to my gate, and I kept having problems that kept delaying me. I rushed to the TSA checkpoint, forgetting that I was still caged.

Just as it was my turn to go through the body scanner, I realized I was caged still. OH SHIT! I stopped and told the female officer managing the queue that I was wearing a metal chastity cage. I asked her, if I should gather my stuff and step out of line to remove it, and go through again, or should I submit to a manual inspection?

She recommended that I be inspected, saying that would be the quickest option for me. Therefore, I informed the next officer that I was caged. It took a moment for what I was saying to register. I had to explain it to him, as I apologized. He understood what I was saying, but I think this may have been his first chastity cage inspection, because he asked me, “Where is your key?”

I told him that the key was in the bag over at the X-RAY machine. He grabbed another male to act as witness, and the three of us went to a private room, as they carried my two bags. Once in the room with the door closed, he found my key from my bag and handed it to me.

“OK, do what you have to do.”

So, I dropped my pants and underpants and stood there with them at half mast.

“Oh, IC you don’t need the key.”

The witness stood back and observed. The primary officer stepped in close and bend over at the waist to get a very close look. He held that position for quite a while, as he examined my cage and nubbed penis and pulled up scrotum. His face was 12-18 inched from my straining nub. He got a very good look at it while I blushed. I realized it was bulging through the bars to say hello to him, and to humiliate me, as it likes to do.

I wondered why he was staring so long. It’s not that hard to figure out. But then, he finally said, “OK, I’ve seen what I need to. You’re cleared.”

They gave me my bags. I pulled my pants up. And I was on my way, again.

They were very professional the entire time. Even though I was blushing the entire time, it was not because of anything they said or did to increase my embarrassment. The entire process did not take long at all, which was one of my concerns, when contemplating TSA interaction. The exam room was right at the checkpoint.

Just because we all like pics, here is what he would have seen, if I was fully bulging. I felt the pressure, but I did not look down at it. That only would have encouraged it to get harder, if I had done so.

This is, in fact, a true anecdote. It was a significantly different experience than the fantasies I’ve heard over the years. Frankly, I told my KH that if he wants me caged 24/7, I don’t mind going through an inspection now, if he ever changes his mind.

Black’s is a nude beach in La Jolla (north San Diego). It’s been a nude beach for decades. My first time visiting was in 1973, at the age of 16. For a while, it was legally nude. The rich people on the cliffs above it managed to get the nudity permission ordinance revoked. But, that did not change much of anything. Lifeguards and SDPD patrol the beach, and ignore simple nudity. Sexual conduct can get one into legal trouble.

So, this is what it looked like on Sunday. There are quite a few nude men down there. Though, you can’t identify any of them from the trailhead without binoculars.

I’ve never seen it so crowded. I went to school right near it, and I also lived within walking distance of it for about 15 years. I frequented Black’s for decades.

Young men today are way more modest than they were when I was younger. But, there was quite a few hot naked boys on the beach for Pride. At this location, it was a CMNM gathering.