Disclaimer:
All characters and situations are fictional. This story is intended for adults interested in homosexual erotica. If that is not something that you want to read or that is illegal for you to read, please stop.
Sorry about the long wait. The chapter is a bit longer though, so enjoy. :D
Chapter 12
After my mysterious encounter with the stranger I felt more submissive than ever. The idea that Greg had arranged for someone to use me anonymously was something that I couldn't wrap my head around. Of course I had fantasized about scenarios like that - inviting someone from the internet and waiting for them in a dark room - but never like this. I had had absolutely zero control in that situation about who I was pleasing. But I wasn't upset about it. Instead I felt completely liberated in that I didn't have to think about him. I had been able to concentrate completely on the fact that I was pleasing another man, any man. And by extension I was pleasing my keyholder because I was doing what he had planned for me.
That was why I had thanked Greg afterwards. Of course, after I had sucked Greg off as well, I had become curious. I started asking him questions about the encounter.
"Do I know him?"
"Where did you find him?"
But Greg just shook his head and smiled. Instead of telling me he teased me even more about the situation.
"You're just gonna have to keep wondering." That cocky smile, as his still wet cock began to slowly shrink. "Telling you now would just ruin half the fun of this little experiment. This way you will keep wondering. Every man you'll see could be it. Maybe it was one of your friends that now knows your secret. Maybe it was a local guy that I found on the internet. Maybe it was one of your teacher's assistants or one of my football buddies. The important thing is that for quite a while you will not be able to look at any single man that you encounter without wondering whether you have tasted his cock and whether they had shot their sperm into you while you lay, bound and locked, on your bed."
Damn. I just couldn't believe how much Greg was living up to his dominant role. He really loved to exert this control over me. I really had to do something charitable to give back to the world for providing me with such an excellent keyholder. My cock cage was feeling tighter than ever.
"Will you unlock me now?", I asked. I thought that it was a fair question. I wasn't begging him or making a suggestion. I was genuinely curious because it would fit his usual pattern. Provide me with a new, exciting experience and then unlock me so that I would come crawling back to him sooner rather than later. It had worked so far.
"No, not this time." Greg shook his head. "No, this time will be a little bit different. Since you are dating someone now that satisfies your craving when I won't, you would obviously wait longer again. Also, I have to prepare one more thing before unlocking you. But more importantly I think it would be a waste of such an exciting moment. Making such unique fantasies come true isn't easy. If I unlocked you now you would just jerk off immediately, relegating this day to a simple slide show in your spank bank. No, no. Instead I want you to bask in this moment for a little while longer. I want this experience to have an impact."
And an impact it had. I could barely sleep that night because every time I closed my eyes I kept replaying the sensations that I had felt. The next day I ran to Mikey as fast as I could to tell him. I was so excited about what had happened that I only asked myself halfway through what he would think about it. I got nervous because I didn't know how he would react to me getting fucked by an anonymous hookup. But I didn't have to worry after all. If the bulge in his pants wasn't enough to convince me, his excited reaction did.
"Wow, that is so fucking hot. I'll have to ask Greg to tell me who it was. I really want to be able to picture it. And It would be incredibly fun to tease you about it." He laughed. "Damn, I'm so fucking lucky. My boyfriend is this sexy guy that is adventurous in bed and has a dom that makes sure that he is always horny for both of us."
I'm sure I would have loved his enthusiasm for our situation but instead all I could concentrate on was the "boyfriend" part.
"Boyfriend?"
"Well, I guess we hadn't talked about it. I mean, you're obviously not exclusive, but... You're not just a fuckbuddy to me. I really like you."
"I do too", I said. "I would really like to be your boyfriend."
"Well then, boyfriend", he said and kissed me. "How about taking care of your boyfriend's raging hard-on. You are kind of responsible for it with your horny stories."
After spending the night, I wanted to wake Mikey up with my mouth. It was a pretty reliable side- effect of being locked up that I was always the first one to wake up. The nightly erections were something that had taken a while to get used to. Now I could almost ignore them and fall back asleep but after I had slept enough my morning wood would keep me from trying to snooze any minute longer. So instead I spent my time, caressing and kissing my brand-new boyfriends body.
He moaned, yawned and crawled my head but as I was getting ready to take him in my mouth he pulled me back up. He kissed me deeply, which only made me strain against the confines of my cage more. I tried to go back down on him but once again he held my head steady.
"I'm sorry. I don't have time right now. I have to get ready." With that he sprang out of bed and into the bathroom. I enjoyed the view for a second then grabbed my phone. Maybe Greg wanted my attention.
"No. But meet me at that diner near the train station at 8pm!" His message was short and to the point. I didn't know what to expect but I knew that this would be a rather frustrating day. With none of my men to please, I spent my hours studying and tidying up my room. Of course in the back of my mind I was constantly thinking about sex.
I was in this weird headspace where I was enjoying my life like never before, was nervous about the pace in which my sex life had changed, excited about the changes that were still too come and proud of myself for actually living my fantasies. In retrospect this had all happened incredibly fast. Had it not been for this stupid mistake I had not found my keyholder (who was slowly becoming more of a master or dom), nor my boyfriend. I wondered why I had ever been so anxious about people finding out about my kink. Of course it was a bit unusual but now that two (or three, counting the stranger) people knew about it, it didn't feel like such a shameful secret anymore. It was just something that I did.
When the evening came I got ready to meet Greg. The diner was pretty nice but it seemed like there were always more empty seats than full ones. I spotted Greg in a round booth near the restrooms and was surprised to find Mikey sitting next to him.
"Sit down." I did.
My puzzled look must have been enough. Mikey had a sheepish grin on his face and Greg looked kind of smug. He knew that he had surprised me with this meeting.
"What's going on?", I asked. Just sitting next to these two men made me squirm in my seat. Before we could begin to talk, a waitress came and took our order. Then Greg started.
"You're here because I thought it was time to talk about our arrangement. And before you panic, no, I don't want to end it. Quite the opposite in fact." I was relieved. "I've thought about it for a while now and now that you are in a relationship I thought it was time for us to formalize things a bit."
I nodded. Mikey didn't say anything but he seemed to know what was coming.
"When I first found out about your cage you told me that for you it was about control. About your clear role during sex and about giving up your own pleasure to concentrate fully on another's."
While he spoke the waitress brought our drinks but Greg didn't seem deterred at all. He just kept talking as if she wasn't even there.
"You told me that you wanted your dick locked up, so that it was clear that your partner had full control over your sex drive and it was his to use for his pleasure. Is all of that still true?"
I nodded.
"Don't just nod. This is a serious discussion and I want you to be sure that this is what you want."
"Now more than ever", I answered truthfully. The experience of the past weeks had nothing but strengthened my resolve. I felt that it was right for me to make other feel good. It made ME feel good when I could provide pleasure. In a way that was way more important than the short thrill of my orgasms could ever be.
"Good", said Greg. "I knew it but I needed you to say it. Now, our arrangement so far has been good but we weren't really clear on the terms. I read up a lot about these kinds of situations and I got some great tips on how this should work. I've thought about some ground rules for us.
Number 1: You will always have the right to say no. For this we will have a safe word. Whenever you truly, honestly want something to stop, you will say "Red" and I will stop. Now, I know that I told you before that I would probably lose interest if you told me to unlock you and that might still be true. But since we've explored way deeper than me holding your key already it is important for me to know when you are just begging for play and when something really needs to end. That also leads us to...
Number 2: From our experiences it's been clear that this isn't just about being denied. It is about you being controlled and being told what to do and being used. Your list clearly indicated what role you want to take sexually. I am more than happy to do that for you. But this is where I need your full cooperation. When I give you an order, I want you to do it. I don't get off on asking for stuff or begging for it. I get off on taking what I want and telling people what to do. If something is optional, I will tell you. Otherwise I will expect you to obey. I don't want to be bothered with telling you that something is an order or waiting for a "Sir, yes, Sir" or something like that. Simply do what I am telling you and we will both really enjoy this relationship. Which brings me to...
Number 3: Your relationship. I've already talked to Mikey here and we went over all of this beforehand. You are really lucky to have found a boyfriend that is open to all of this and is ready to play. Since you clearly need to be dominated, I thought about ways to bring Mikey into this whole situation. And I think I've found a good solution. Whenever I unlock you, Mikey will be in control of you. Since you have someone that actually wants to play with you when your dick is accessible, I don't think you have to have as much freedom as you did until now. My suggestion to Mikey was that he will decide how and when you are allowed to cum while you are unlocked. He might want to sleep with you and jerk you off at the same time or he might decide that you were better of just sucking him off and going to sleep with a boner. Whether he wants to give you a blowjob, let you jerk off alone or not let you get off at all. His decision. And he will also decide when it is time for you to be locked up again."
I took a big swig of my drink. I could feel the sweat on my skin and my heart pounding in my throat. This was such an intense moment. I had not been prepared for this.
"Are those term okay for you, or is there something you want to change?"
I thought about it. His words were spinning in my head. Safe words, orders. It was all a bit much. Of course I had thought about scenarios like that, fantasized about them, read about them. But as always in situations like that it was completely different when you were actually in them. I tried to gather my thoughts. The first part was rather easy. We had already been expanding our relationship from a pure orgasm control relationship to a more typical dom/sub thing. This was just putting all the cards on the table and making sure that we were on the same page. The safe word idea was absolutely great even though I trusted Greg to know what's right for me. Still, it felt right to have an established way out of any situation.
What kind of tripped me up was the third point. Handing over my choice even when I was out of my cage. I loved the control Greg had over me. I enjoyed the bizarre freedom of simply doing as I was told. But I didn't know if I was ready to live that full time. I thought about the hours I had spent jacking off after my lock-ups and how horny I had been. How excited I had been to finally be able to touch myself again. But I also remembered the feeling after I had spent all of my pent up horniness. About the uncomfortable feeling of emptiness that came from orgasming alone. I contrasted that with the beautiful moments I had spent with Mikey, climaxing together directly after my lockup and that made my decision a bit clearer. When I looked into his face, so full of anticipation and glee it wasn't even a decision I had to make anymore. It had been made for me a long time ago.
"I'm in."
They both grinned. Of course they had known. What else was I going to do? Not live the life of my dreams?
"Very well. So from now on you are formerly under our control. For now, since you are still locked up, you are mine. And to celebrate our official arrangement I have bought you a present."
He grabbed a small paper bag and slid it over the table. I peeked inside and saw a shiny, black butt plug. It was quite a bit larger than the one I had bought for myself but still within the realm of what seemed pleasurable and not painful.
"Take it to the bathroom and put it in. Leave the bag. And leave your cellphone."
I put my phone on the table and nervously put my hand inside the bag. We were close to the restroom doors but I was still worried someone might notice the toy in my hand. But I sure as hell wasn't going to be a bitch about the very first official order Greg had given me. I grabbed the plug and dashed for the restroom. Inside I was happy to find no-one at the sink or the urinals and headed for a stall.
Only then did I realize that I didn't even have any lube. I pulled down my pants and found that I had soaked my underwear in precum. I scooped up a bit and put it on the plug but that wouldn't be nearly enough so I started to suck on it and lube it up with my saliva. I noticed that the base had some kind of covered opening that looked like it could be for a battery but I couldn't find a button. I decided not to worry about it and instead started to push it against my hole. It took a few attempts but when it finally entered found it extremely pleasurable. I quickly put my pants back on and went back out.
"Everything alright?", Greg asked.
I nodded. I could see that he had my phone in his hand. He typed a few keystrokes and I heard a confirmation sound.
"What are you doing?"
"Connecting our phones and your new toy." He smiled as he handed me back my phone. "I installed an app on your phone. It's pretty nifty, really. It is connected to a companion app on my phone that lets me send instructions over the internet, no matter where I am."
"What kind of instructions?"
He pushed a button on his phone and a wave of pleasure rushed through my body. The plug had begun to vibrate smoothly. I suppressed moan.
"How?"
"See, that's the genius part. Your phone is connected to the plug via Bluetooth. Since your phone is always near you it will never lose the connection and I can control the plug from wherever I want, sending you nice little jolts that remind you of me."
He pushed the button again.
- After we had discussed all that needed to be discussed we spent the rest of the evening eating and going for drinks afterward. The plug stayed were I put it and every now and then Greg would surprise me with a reminder that it was still there. I knew he was going to have his fun with this toy for a long time.
While we were out we ran into some friends of ours so the night got pretty long and we were getting pretty drunk. Greg played around with all the settings of his new toy while I was trying to not let our friends know what was going on. He even let Mikey push the button a few times. I didn't know whether their collaboration should have worried me but all I could think was how lucky I was to have both of them in my life.
When we had (more than) enough to drink for a night we headed back to our dorms. Mikey came with us and back at our room we kept talking, listening to music and goofing off for another hour or two. I wouldn't have needed sex for the night to be perfect but I wasn't complaining when it steered into that direction.
Greg was playing around with the plug again. Now that I didn't have to be so secretive he could use the full strength and I could enjoy it. Mikey was giggling and petting the bulge in his jeans.
"Undress", Greg told me and I did. I stripped down and noticed that Greg did the same. He motioned for me to get on the bed that Mikey was already sitting on. He pushed me back a little, between Mikey's legs. I could feel his hard bulge on my back as Greg pulled up my legs.
"Reach over to that drawer and get me some lube", Greg told Mikey. I shuddered at the thought of what was about to happen. Mikey passed the lube to Greg who spread it generously on his cock. With my legs over his shoulders he came closer and positioned his cock right at my hole. He looked right passed me at my boyfriend as he entered me slowly.
Mikey held me tight, stroking my chest, teasing my nipples, as Greg entered me. I could feel him rubbing his crotch against my back, clearly hard. I moaned loudly as Greg was picking up his rhythm and started to fuck me. I couldn't believe that I was being fucked by my roommate while my boyfriend was holding me close. I stretched and turned around to kiss Mikey. Our tongues met and I could taste him. All of this sensory input was pretty overwhelming and I felt lost in all the emotions I felt. All the while my cock was leaking precum through the metal bars of my cage. How had my life become this fever dream of sexual fulfillment?
Greg was going fast, probably more than usual. Whether his excitement came from the intoxication or he just wanted to show my boyfriend how energetic and forceful he could be, I didn't care. I just enjoyed it for what it was. We were both sweating pretty soon, rocking back and forth on my bed. It didn't take long until he came close. He dug his fingers into my thighs, grabbed me tight and pushed himself deep to shoot his cum into me. He kept fucking it inside of me, only slowing down after another minute or so.
When he pulled out I could see him smile at us. I could only guess at what he was thinking at that moment, when he looked down at his gay roommate who was there for him to use whenever he wanted to. Whose erections and releases he controlled and who had just hours ago promised to do his bidding.
He grabbed his trousers and fished out the key. He tossed it over to Mikey and told him to have fun. He was going to take a nice long shower and leave the two of us to it.
As soon as he had left the room in his towel and sandals I started to unzip Mikey's pants. We kissed deeply, barely taking the time to breath while I was pulling down the jeans. I was all ready to get his cock nice and hard with my mouth when I noticed that he already was. He kicked off his jeans and underpants and flipped me onto my back.
Only when he pushed his cock into my already lubed up hole did I realize that we hadn't even bothered to unlock me yet. But Mikey was grabbing for the key, fumbling with the lock and carefully pulling off my cage. Immediately I got hard as a rock and was ready to furiously jerk myself off but Mikey stopped me.
He grabbed my hand and pulled them up above my head where he held them while kissing me. He grinned mischievously.
"Have you forgotten already, honey?", he said. "When you're unlocked I get to decide how and when you cum."
I groaned. He was right. But I needed to just get the cum out of me. I felt my hard cock slap against my stomach with every thrust of him. The precum was forming a nice pool on my belly while he was humping away at me and kissing me.
"Oh, don't worry, you'll get to cum. But no touching until I'm close. I know you're going to explode within seconds of touching your cock. I can't have you just spend all your energy like that."
With that he let go of my hands and I had to fight myself hard in order to keep my promise. I would have preferred it if he kept me restrained because it took my all not to jerk off at that moment. I knew he was drawing it out as well because it took forever for him to even get close.
When I was just about to break he kissed me again, moaned and told me to go. I grabbed my cock, feeling its hard flesh between my fingers again and jerked off. And Mikey was right. I had barely gotten into a rhythm when I could feel my orgasm approaching. When I heard him moan that he was cumming in me I was done as well. I groaned and as soon as I had passed the point of no return Mikey slapped my hand away, making me watch as my hard cock shot out rope after rope of hot, white cum without being touched.
Thanks for reading. I don't know when another chapter will be ready. I was thinking about sending this story into a hiatus as this would be a good point for it. Frankly, I've not been as motivated to continue and judging from your emails, the interest is declining as well.
Maybe I'll write something else first before coming back to this.
I promise though, that if it takes too long, I'll post some other stories that I had never published.