Five days. It had been five days since Cory had been locked into his chastity cage. Five horny days in which he was still expected to suck off and get fucked by both of his dominants whenever they requested. Cory wasn’t sure if he was in heaven or being tortured. His dick wasn’t sure either.
When Cory wasn’t horny (however rare that was), things weren’t as much of an issue. In fact he had gotten so used to the cage that a couple of times he had totally spaced and attempted to use a urinal, only to remember that due to his current predicament, sitting down to pee was his only option. While this had led to a couple of awkward bathroom interactions, for the most part Cory was in the clear.
But the rest of the time, when Cory was horny, he thought he might lose it. He wasn’t able to get hard in the cage, but that didn’t stop his dick from trying. It wasn’t painful, but it was a discomfort Cory was forced to learn dealing with on a daily basis. The fact that he found the cage itself hot enough to induce an erection was beside the point.
Not that he was ever alone with his thoughts enough for it to matter. Despite both boys now being in semi-regular relationships, their need for almost daily blowjobs did not abate. Cory frequently found himself on his knees with a mouth full of cock, his own straining in its cage between his legs. At least when they fucked him there was a chance he would still get off, but the boys also seemed to be making a point of using only his mouth, denying him of any orgasm at all.
He soon learned that whining about his predicament would be no good either. He was fine the first couple of days, but during and after what felt like a long weekend without sex, Derek and Nic found themselves fielding many frustrated pleas and complaints. After several repeat warnings, Cory was soon on the receiving end of a dubiously helpful “reminder spanking” and had a few more days added on to his punishment. His new unlock date would be next weekend, and he decided it was best to keep his mouth shut. Except when he was ordered to open it.
It was 6 in the morning on a Saturday, and I was lying awake in bed, my stables bare. What I mean by that is that I found myself without any of my regular morning boys to call over. They were either unavailable or had proven to be unreliable enough that we had lost touch. So I found myself as I often do when I can’t sleep, laying in bed with a hard-on, trying to find a boy to take care of me.
More often than not, the efforts of my searches are fruitless, and I am left to take care of myself before moving on with my day. But it would seem luck was with me this day - a cute boy on Scruff sent me a woof. He was local, awake, and into all the right things - mainly being a cumdump sub bottom. We started chatting, quickly exchanged pics, and before I knew it I was out the door and on my way to his place.
You can tell I was rather desperate since I was willing to go to him instead of making him come to me. It had been a few weeks since my last really good fuck. I don’t just mean decent sex, I mean the kind of fuck that goes on for at least an hour and leaves you both sweaty and sore messes by the time you’re done. The kind where you spend the rest of the day feeling really really fucked out, just totally sated. That’s what I needed.
I arrived at his place just after 6:30. The sky was still dark and the roads still mostly empty. After texting him that I was there, he told me to meet him at the back door to the house, in the garage. He met me there and let me in, and beckoned me immediately into his bedroom, right next to the back door. I would learn later that he lived with a number of straight roommates. Love a slutty boy who sneaks his dick appointments in and out of the house.
I didn’t let us get too deep into small talk before I start stripping myself down. He followed suit, only wearing a pair of shorts himself over a bright red jock. I very quickly grabbed him and pulled him into me, going in for a kiss while my hand snaked around to grab and smack his ass. He’s a good kisser, and he moaned into my mouth when my fingers began seeking out his hole.
“Seriously? You guys are both busy tonight?” Cory pouted from his seat at lunch.
“Yeah, sorry boy,” Derek apologized. “I forgot I told Tricia I’d take her to see that new Oceans 8 movie tonight.”
“And I finally got Amy Palladino to let me take her out,” Nic added. “Sorry Cor, but there’s no way I am passing up on a chance at that.”
Tricia Helfer had been Derek’s on and off girlfriend for a couple of years. His usual date to school events and dances, they were both popular, both from wealthy families, and both incredibly attractive. It only seemed natural that the two of them would be together, though they were never quite serious enough to ever make it official. Amy Palladino was the current captain of the varsity cheerleading squad, and someone Nic has been trying to hook up with since she transferred here sophomore year.
“It just sucks,” Cory explained. “You guys both told me we were hanging out tonight.” Cory paused and looked around to make sure no one was close enough to hear them. “It’s been almost a week since we’ve been able to…” he trailed off. After their visit to Good Vibrations last week, the boys quickly found their free time eaten up. Between school work, football practice, and unexpected family obligations, the only “intimate” time any of them could find were for hurried blowjobs at or right after school. And now girls were getting in the way too. Cory was horny and frustrated.
“I know boy, I know,” Derek tried to reassure him. “We’ll make it up to you, promise.”
“Okay,” Cory continued pouting from his seat. He didn’t want them to make it up to him. He wanted them to spend time with him. He wanted them to fuck him.
Things seemed to fall in place easy enough over the next few weeks. The boys resumed their normal routine - school together in the mornings, hanging out together, and studying. The only difference now was that sometimes, Cory would find himself either on his knees or his back when either Derek or Nic required some ”service“ from him.
Blowjobs around school were not uncommon, one of the boys hustling Cory into a bathroom or other spot where they knew they could get some privacy. Cory’s oral skills had only improved after so much practice, and he now felt fairly adept in his ability to swallow down cock. His gag reflex was still a little bit of a problem, but it really only affected him these days when Nic or Derek really wanted to fuck his face, and he found that he didn’t really mind it that much anyway.
Cory’s other hole had gotten it’s fair share of training as well. It hadn’t happened at school yet, and Cory hoped it would stay that way. As hot as it was to think about, he had learned multiple times over the previous week just how…involved getting fucked was. He wasn’t sure how it had happened, but that night at the cabin was a total fluke. Between the lube, the stretching, figuring out positions, finding places to even do it, and oh god the mess…it almost wasn’t worth it.
(It was definitely worth it.)
“Oww.”
The whine came from Cory in the center of the bed. Cory, who had been on the receiving end of two very rough fuckings last night. Who lost his virginity last night.
“Heh, pretty sore, huh boy?” Derek was already awake.
So was Nic, but neither had quite felt up to actually getting out of bed just yet. Getting up meant having to pack. All of their parents were expecting them home before dinner. They had school tomorrow.
“Yes sir,” was mumbled into a pillow.
It was still the morning, earlier then when they had gotten up yesterday. They probably had a couple of hours to putter around before they needed to get on the road. Derek stretched his legs from his spot behind Cory, making sure to give his ass a good grind with his morning wood before swinging his legs to the floor. He walked over to the kitchen.
“Come on. I bought bacon and eggs just for today,” he spoke as he pulled out a couple of pans for the stove.
“Duuuuuuude, you’re the best,” was Nic’s reaction, also mumbled into a pillow.
Eventually the smell of cooking bacon was too much, and both boys migrated from the bed to the small table, eyes still heavy. Neither boy was particularly a morning person, but Derek somehow was always able to wake up easily. Cory hissed slightly as he sat, his sore hole a thorough reminder of the previous night’s activities. Once they finished cooking, Derek brought over two large plates, one filled with bacon and the other scrambled eggs. Nic and Cory reached automatically for a piece of bacon before even grabbing a plate.
“Fuck,” Cory hissed again as his butt returned to his seat, bacon in hand. “My ass is so fucking sore.”
“Yeah…sorry about that boy. Wish I had something to tell ya but…you’re just gonna be sore for a couple of days,” Derek informed him. “Probably want to avoid eating anything spicy the next few days…” He smirked, biting into his own piece of bacon.
“So,” he continued, “we should probably talk about what things are going to be like once we get back home.”
Cory awoke groggily the next morning. At least he thought it was morning. Peeking his eyes open, he saw that the sun was up and probably had been for some time. He was asleep on the pull out couch with Derek while Nic slept on the other couch in the cabin’s common area. His head was still fuzzy and his mouth was dry, but at least he wasn’t hungover. He pulled his blanket over his head, trying to force himself back to sleep, the sounds of Nic’s light snoring coming from the other couch. Slowly, the previous night’s events began to creep back into his head.
‘Okay. So your friends know you’re gay. That…that’s fine. You were going to tell them, eventually…you were just waiting until you were far, far away in college. This wasn’t how you planned to do this. But you also didn’t plan to suck their dicks. Oh my god, you sucked their dicks. You sucked both their dicks, next to each other. They wanted you to suck their dicks.’
‘They wanted you to do more than just suck their dicks. They like…planned this whole thing out. Wait, they planned this whole thing out. How long had they been waiting to do this? We still have like a fay and a half before we go back, what else did they plan? I mean they definitely had fun last night. We all had fun last night. Right?’
Cory’s mind reeled as the stream of consciousness in his head never slowed. What does this mean? Are we still friends? Are we still going to hang out how we used to? Are they going to tell anyone else? He lay there for nearly an hour, brain never slowing enough to allow him to fall asleep. Just as he was about to get up he heard a stirring coming from Nic. He stilled, he wasn’t ready to face…whatever this was yet. Maybe another hour would help. Or a year. Or ten.
“Dude, you suck at this game. Just give up and go get me a drink.”
“No, you suck at this game. I’m kicking Cor’s ass.”
“Are you high? No, you’re not.”
It was a typical Friday night. Derek, Nic, and Cory were spending a weekend alone at Derek’s family’s cabin, as they had for the past 3 years. They had been coming out here a lot longer than that, but it was only after their first year of high school that Derek’s parents started letting them use it alone.
The three had been friends for almost 10 years. They met in the 3rd grade and quickly bonded over a mutual love of cartoons, video games, and superhero movies. Over the years their interests began to differ, things like girls and sports entered the picture, but through it all the three remained close. Now in their last year of high school, though the boys seemed to run in different social groups they still found time to spend together.
Derek was the oldest, though only by a few months. Not quite a jock but still athletic, at 5’10” and with dark brown hair he had his pick of girls at school. Nic was even taller at 6’0”, and being on the football team meant he also rarely had to look far for a girl. His latino background gifted him with tan olive skin and jet black hair. Hair that went everywhere. People often expected a much louder and brash personality, but he largely preferred keeping his emotions in check and to himself. Finally, the youngest of the group by a couple of months was Cory. Just a little chubby, any interest he had in sports went out the window as soon as his mom got him his first computer. Now he spent most of his afternoons indoors, his curly brown hair growing shaggier and the lack of sun not doing his pale skin any favors.
Three friends are entering their final year of high school, and one of them has a secret: he’s not just gay, but also very submissive and kinky. After his two friends find out about this, they decide to take advantage of the situation. With the internet as their guide, they work to train him to be their personal cocksucker and fucktoy, but unbeknownst to them, they’re going to learn a whole lot more about themselves on the way.
It was a Friday night and I was hanging out at home with my roommate and Daddy D. Daddy and I had continued to see each other when we could though I think we were both realizing the realities and limits of our situation. Still, when we did see each other, we always had an amazing time together.
Tonight was a quiet evening. I had moved out, into a place with much more tolerable roommates. We were hanging out in the living room together, watching TV and smoking some pot. Daddy was friends with my new roomie, Brian. He introduced us. in fact, and it wasn’t long before the flirting started.
Brian was bigger than me, both in height and weight. A fuzzy bear of a guy, Daddy certainly knew where to keep the cute ones. He was sitting in between the two of us on the couch, in a t-shirt and shorts. I was similarly dressed, and Daddy was in jeans. The show we were watching had just wrapped up, and it seemed Brian had an idea of what to do with the rest of our night.
“Well now that that’s over…you guys wanna come upstairs?” Brian coyly asked us.
Did we ever.
“Lead the way,” Daddy answered before I had a chance.
I hope that if you’ve learned anything from reading my stories, it’s that when I arrange for some playtime with a boy, I plan on taking my time. If the sex doesn’t last at least half an hour I’m not doing myself or my partner any favors. So when the opportunity arises, I love having a boy spend the night with me so that I can use him throughout.
One weeknight I had a boy, Nate, coming over for just such a visit. He was in town specifically for me, one night only. I unfortunately had to work early the next day, but this would be would be our only chance to meet up for some time. I’ve gone to work after not sleeping for two days straight. This would be a cakewalk, more than worth any drowsiness I was going to have the next day.
Nate arrived mid-evening. I was working on a few writing projects and needed to finish up, so I led him up to my room and got him comfortable. Which of course meant having him strip down to his jock for me to gawk at. Nate was tall with a thick forest of hair covering his body. As I wrapped up my writing work I kept finding myself distracted; looking over to him, half naked on the bed. I needed to finish.
And finish I did just a few minutes later, after which I launched myself onto my bed and on top of Nate. As my hands roamed his body I leaned my head towards his for a kiss. He moaned into my mouth as he felt my tongue slip inside and I grabbed his ass roughly in response. I could feel his already hard cock grinding against my rapidly inflating one.