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[IanTaggart]

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[bobb64]

As a boy, an adolescent, then a young man, I was embarrassed for much of my life about my breasts- Especially my nipples, which were bigger and puffier than most friends, guys in the locker room etc. Of course, it didn't help that I was overweight. When I eventually worked myself into at least somewhat better shape, my boobs got smaller, but my nipples didn't.
Over the years, as I'd guess often happens, those early embarrassments, which I found horribly humiliating at the time, became fuel for my increasingly submissive, masochistic fantasies. I was fascinated with nipple torture, experimented with clothespins, etc. First on my puffy aureoles, then, when I'd trained myself to stand it, on my budding gumdrops. Of course, clamping them only made them more prominent, which I now found horribly exciting.
My masturbatory fantasies generally included a knowing partner teasing and taunting me whilst pulling and stretching my lengthening nipples: "Oh, I'm gonna make your tits MUCH bigger. And there's nothing you can do about it..." Ohh. In my sixties now, I consider myself very fortunate to have had partners who enjoyed this as much as I do.
On one occasion, I surprised my wife by inviting her to unbutton my shirt. I was wearing an old T-shirt underneath, and when she found I'd cut holes in the T-shirt for my puffy, pointy nipples to poke through, she laughed and said, "Oh, you're gonna regret this." I drove and accompanied her on errands that day, and I was not allowed to button my shirt again. She enjoyed using her nails on me in stores, laughing at me whilst I tried to keep from groaning and crying out.
Curious if anyone would like to share similar or related experience? These days, I'm comfortable with who I am, what I like. But I still don't take my shirt off in front of many people.

i love my boobs and sensitive nipples they are always hard and stick out.