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Chapter 16
The thought of having my face out there on the internet for all the other perverts to see was both hot and terrifying. I knew that I had wanted to do that for a long time, but having done so, I did feel some anxiety over it. To alleviate my fears, I decided that I would listen to the hypnosis tape again. Either I fell into a trance again or I fell asleep. Either way I felt better about it afterwards. More relaxed.
Days went by and nobody knocked on my door to publicly shame me. No family members disowned me. So, I guess I was fine. This time Greg aimed for a shorter lock-up period. I think he went easy on me this time because I had only gotten to cum once the last time and had freaked out a bit. I was fine, really, but I wasn't complaining.
Mickey enjoyed my freedom too. He still kept his routine of only letting me jerk off whenever he was fucking me but sometimes he let me jerk off for a longer time. One time he even did it himself, which felt wonderful.
The second therapy session with Neill went great. I think that I fell into an even deeper trance and really felt refreshed and confident afterwards. I also really felt the need to lock myself up again, so I was glad when Mickey decided it was time. He notified Greg that he would be in control again.
That evening Greg was kind of fidgety when I came home after a class. I asked him about it but he wouldn't really say what was up. What was really weird was that he kept opening the freezing compartment of our little mini-fridge and poking his finger inside. We barely ever used the fridge since we both ate at the cafeteria and didn't cook. After he had done it for the fifth time in an hour, I finally had enough.
"What are you doing?"
Greg looked torn but finally he answered. "Okay. So, I had planned this for your next lock-up initially but it is basically ready and I don't have your kind of patience."
First, he pulled out a cage. It was similar to mine but not the exact same model. He gave it to me and told me to put it on. I had difficulty at first because it was noticeably smaller. There was at least 3/4th of an inch less room. My completely flaccid penis just barely fit in. I took the lock that came with it and shut it close. It felt surprisingly comfortable.
"I read a lot about different cages and a lot of people told me that yours was too big. There shouldn't be any room to grow. That way it won't pinch as much since your cock won't be able to move around. Plus, I think you'll like it that it looks even smaller and more unimportant."
He wasn't wrong. I hadn't thought about getting a smaller cage but it did look awfully hot. I touched the snug metal bars. Yep, there was definitively no room for growing inside of this.
"But that isn't the important part", Greg grinned. He pulled something out of our fridge. A tray of ice cubes. He held it out to me and looked at me expectantly.
"Yeah?"
"Look at it! Closer!"
I did. I took the tray and saw that those weren't regular ice cubes. The ice was kind of cloudy and milky and inside each of them I could see something grey and metallic. It dawned on me what I was holding.
"Is that?", I stammered. He pulled out another tray and another and another. Four treys, with fifteen cubes each. I just stared at him incredulously.
"Yup." Greg grinned mischievously. He explained that each cube contained a small metal key and one of them was the right one to unlock the padlock to my new cage. They all looked completely the same.
"Each day that you follow my orders nicely, you get to take one of the cubes and suck them down until you get to the key. If you are lucky, you'll be unlocked in no time. If you are not..."
Four trays of fifteen cubes each. Sixty days? Fuck.
"And as you probably guessed by now, those aren't ordinary ice cubes?"
"Oh, I noticed", I said. "When the hell did you have the time and stamina to produce sixty loads?"
"More than sixty, actually. A single load wouldn't completely fill one of those. So, it's more like 80 or 90 really." He laughed. "But don't worry about me. I didn't have to rub my willy raw. I had help. One tray is Mickey, one is mine, one is by your mystery caller from when you were blindfolded and the fourth one is by Lucas. I paid extra for a delivery in a small cooling box so that it would get here."
He looked awfully proud of himself. And why wouldn't he be. This took some serious effort. I was impressed, horrified and horny beyond belief. Sixty ice cubes of cum that I would maybe have to eat to get to the right key. Evil genius, really.
The first cube I could suck right that day after blowing Greg. He was quite horny, I could tell. The thought of me doing this at his behest clearly turned him on. When he left afterwards, I took one of the cubes and put it in my mouth. It was from Lucas' trey. I tasted the salty liquid as it melted slowly in my mouth. I felt a tiny bit dirty but honestly, I was totally into it. The act of eating a load of cum from another guy was so intense. I was almost sad when most of it was gone and I could take the key out of my mouth.
Unsurprisingly, I wasn't lucky enough to get it on my first try. The key didn't fit the tiny padlock, so I put it away and went to bed with the taste of cum in my mouth.
Slowly, I kept working my way through the trey and by day five I was horny as usual. Mickey, who had provided his own loads for me to taste, had come by to visit me. Greg was out, so it was clear what we were going to do.
"Did you have your ice cube yet, today?" I shook my head. "Good. Take one now. I want to see it."
I went to the fridge and took out Mikey's tray. "Not mine. That's boring. Take one of Greg's", he instructed me and I was happy to oblige. I lay down on my bed next to him and took the cube into my mouth. As I began to feel it melt, Mikey kissed me and we began swapping the cum between us. Neither of us swallowed so the load liquid grew bigger and bigger.
My hand wandered down Mikey's body and he was already hard as steel inside his shorts. I pulled them down, broke our kiss and went down on him. The load in my mouth poured out over his impressive cock, slicking it up. I swirled the remaining ice around his dick, making sure that he was completely covered in saliva and cum. When the cube had finally melted away, I quickly pulled down my pants and sat down.
He entered me effortlessly, slicked up by Greg's cum and I saw in his eyes that it turned him on. He grabbed my hips and slammed me into him with quite a lot of energy. I moaned as his entire shaft entered me. Rapidly, he picked up his pace and began ramming his shaft in out and out of me, again and again. This wasn't going to take long. Barely two minutes went by before I could feel his hot load shoot inside of me. He groaned loudly and I leaned down to kiss him, still tasting Greg's cum on both our lips.
I grabbed the key that lay on Mikey's belly, hoping that it would work so that I could unlock myself and add my load to the mix. It didn't work. My cock kept pressing against the metal bars as I felt Mikey's slowly deflating cock slip out of my dripping hole. We cuddled and kissed for a while.
"That was really fucking hot", Mikey said. "I was always kind of jealous that you got to taste Greg's load. I'm glad that you do, don't get me wrong. But a tiny bit of jealousy was there. Thank you for sharing that with me."
"You are quite welcome", I said as I slowly stroked his cock hard again for a second round.
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