A second year of living in chastity

I’ve just wrapped up my second year wearing a chastity device. If you’re interested, there’s some info about my first twelve months in that archived discussion linked above. This past year has been fantastic. It took a bit of time to adjust, but I’ve finally found the one device I like and haven’t felt any urge or need to switch it up for ages now. Much like my first year where I was locked almost continuously, this year saw me in a Steelheart for most of the duration. I can’t recall the exact reason right now, but I did get unlocked for about a week last August while on vacation. However, even though the device came off, touching wasn’t allowed, and orgasm was definitely out of the question. That week included one of my best non-orgasmic experiences ever. The short version: my wife climbed over me and rode me for a bit (I wouldn’t have lasted long), then retrieved her vibrator to pleasure herself while still straddling my rock-hard member. It was truly wonderful. Last fall, I experienced two ruined orgasms—nothing particularly unusual, but they were definitely ruined. This spring, I spent some nights away on trips where we had tight quarters with other people, which meant plenty of mischief occurred. I also took a five-day solo trip abroad. On that journey, I held up well; I didn’t masturbate to an orgasm, though I did fiddle around occasionally, once for quite a stretch. When I got back home, I was truthful about it, but my wife wasn’t entirely pleased because the rule was no touching at all during our agreed-upon long-term “no play” phase. That period restarted immediately upon my return with some new rules added on top. It’s been 68 days since then that I haven’t unlocked. This marks the longest stretch without removing the device, and I still have at least another 23 days ahead of me. And this is just for getting out to feel a bit of stimulation; an orgasm doesn’t seem likely anytime soon. Around day 55, my desire to get out became intense—I was going slightly mad trying to find any kind of relief. Leaning against the washing machine worked well:) Yes, I am indeed one of those guys who got locked up and now handles most of the housework. When I told my wife how much I wanted release, she mused that perhaps I’m learning not to defy her wishes. I don’t know if she truly believes it as much as she acts like it does, but she plays the part well either way. My birthday was last week. We were lying in bed sharing some quiet time when I asked my wife if she knew when my last orgasm had been. She replied, “No, but I’m sure you did.” I told her that actually, my last one was on my previous birthday. Her response was, “It’s been that long? Shame you aren’t getting one tonight.” The amusing part for me is that even after more than a year without an orgasm, I don’t feel a strong craving for it. What I want most right now is simply permission to be let out so I can receive some touch. Lately, just watching my wife use her vibrator (which has become her favorite hobby lately) brings me comfort, especially since I’m not allowed to touch her while doing so. She’s currently out of the room, but before she left, she mentioned feeling playful and might wake me up when she returns so I can watch. In summary, it hasn’t been a wildly exciting year for others, but it has been deeply satisfying for me. Thanks again to everyone here; you’ve helped make this experience great.