Like most—if not all—people reviewing this particular toy, this wasn’t my first experience with large toys. I knew exactly what I was getting into and why I wanted it. I’ve been using Topped Toys for about 18 months now and have built up a solid collection, ranging from big to full-on what the fuck sizes. Along the way, I switched loyalties from another brand that simply didn’t go large enough and used a much harder material—one that always felt like being kicked in the hole on first insertion.
My favourite toy for a long time has been the Gape Keeper 150, which I worked up to from the 140. Around the same time, I also bought the Grip 144. I loved the Grip as a warm-up toy, though it was never the main event for a session. What it did brilliantly was open me up quickly when playing alone, making it easier to take bigger toys. With my partner, it’s perfect preparation for one or even two fists.
When I bought the 170, I decided to take a risk and skip the sizes between it and the 144. I figured the cone shape—and the way I use it—would let me stretch gradually and use it as a warm-up while indulging my insatiable hole. Eventually taking the whole beast, but no rush. That was the plan, anyway. My first ride had other ideas.
As I lowered myself onto it, I could feel it slipping in and pulling me open. The sensation was incredible, so I stopped and just revelled in the feeling of my hole being stretched. I could tell I was opening wider than the Gape Keeper 150 ever managed, and I simply stayed there, enjoying it. I held the squat for a few minutes, resting my full weight on this gargantuan toy.
Then it happened.
I felt movement. I felt it slide in a little more. I assumed it would stop—but it didn’t. It kept moving. I remember thinking, surely it stops now. It didn’t. For a brief moment, I wondered if I should stop. Nope. Doubt crept in—could I really take it on my first go?
Then a cry of excitement escaped me as this massive chunk of silicone burrowed deep inside. I just sat there, head spinning, hands braced at my sides, trembling at what I’d just achieved. It was mind-blowing and felt absolutely incredible.
I eventually rolled onto the bed, arse in the air, completely filled by the huge blue toy, half-hoping my partner would come home, find me like that, pull it out, and get to work. Since that first ride, I’ve proudly demonstrated my abilities to him, watched closely with a glint in his eye. His response?
“What’s next? I think you need to work on depth.”
With that, he pulled the Erebus 140 out of the cupboard and added, “This looks too small.”
