Ours: Chapter 6

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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.

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Bondage With B

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I was stressed out. It had been a long week between work and my personal life and I was really starting to feel it. So by the time Friday rolled around I was eager to do something about it. Additionally, my particularly randy mood led to me making some new purchases for the bedroom. Thanks to wonderful places like Fort Troff, I was the proud owner of a shiny new set of bondage straps for my bed. I also purchased a set of cuffs - one pair for the wrists, one for the ankles, and then a special pair for thighs. I was not messing around. After everything was set up the only thing left to do was get a boy over and strap him down.

I didn’t have to look long; boys really like when you talk about how you’re going to tie them up. I quickly found one of my regular boys, B, was more than willing. He was excited, as it would be his first time trying bondage. We set up a playtime for after work that day and then I eagerly awaited our appointment.

He arrived at the scheduled time and I pulled him upstairs and into my room. He stripped without being told as I stood at the side of the bed watching. Once he was wearing only his jockstrap, I pulled him with me onto the bed. My hands immediately went for his ass while my mouth sought out his.

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