So I took a hit from my bong and started to feel the effects and damn if that anal wand didn’t start to look a little more appealing after each toke. By about my sixth hit, I was ready to take it on. So I broke out my favorite lube, slammed in a hot DVD, and got ready for some Red Boy Anal Ringer Wand luvin. The tip went in fairly easy and I made it down to the second ball without too much of a problem. A few hits later and I had made it down to the fifth ball. Balls six and seven were stretching it and I had to break into my special stash to take them on. Damn if they didn’t feel good. An attack of the munchies hit me before I could try for the final and eighth ball.

Anal wand in ass, head in fridge, hunger in stomach – I better find something to eat fast. Fridge was pretty much empty, so I hit the cupboards. Beef jerky it is. So with some beef jerky in my mouth and one ball to go, I settled in for some ass-play. The DVD action was getting pretty hot and so was my prostate. The Ringer Anal Wand seemed to do a good job of stimulating and getting me going. Just when I thought it was going to be a no-go on the eighth ball, bam! it was in. I guess the extra lube that I applied could have helped, but I was taking the full anal wand and it felt good.

I made sure that I didn’t pass out with the toy in me this time and stumbled over to the washroom to give the Red Boy Ringer Anal Wand a good cleaning. It sure helps that it has a smooth surface as I don’t want to spend all day cleaning my toys. It cleaned up faster then I polished off the jerky and the base allowed me to stand it up to air-dry. Seeing it standing up reminded me of my bong, so I better go back and finish if off. Remember wasted drugs are the worst type of drug abuse. Later dudes and dudettes.