My Keyholder

Sir Jace texted me Thursday night as if he hadn’t tortured my balls or whipped me almost two weeks ago. The past was in the past. He asked me to come along with him to the local gay bar Friday night. Of course, I said yes.

After work, I drove home and began to hydrate and clean out for what would come later. Wearing a new black with white piping neoprene harness and Trojan jockstrap, under a black v-neck, Lucky Brand jeans and black boots, I looked pretty damn good. I made my way out the door, and walked over to Sir Jace’s place.

He answered the door shirtless and a pair of jeans. He smiled when he saw my face and welcomed me inside. He gave me a warm embrace and his scent filled my nostrils fully. Then, unexpectedly, he grabbed my head and kissed me, pushing his tongue deep into my mouth. His scruffy short black beard scraping my smooth white face. “Mmmmmmm, that was nice”, I said as he pulled away.

He walked away from me and said, “stay right there, boy. I got something for you”.  And he returned with an unwrapped white box. He placed it in my hands and said, “well, go ahead, boy. Open it”. I had flashbacks to the last time he had bought me something, which was the cock cage I was currently wearing, and I knew that whatever it was, I’d better LOVE it, or else.

So I slowly removed the cover of the box, and in it was a black leather collar with red striping, and a padlock. I was genuinely excited by this. I couldn’t wait to put it on. Sensing my excitement, Sir Jace said, “boy, let’s put this on you”. He removed the collar from the box, and I turned around so that he could secure it behind my neck. It fit snugly around my neck, the padlock dangling in the front, and with the v-neck on, I felt it on my skin.  The back on the collar had a loop to secure a leash.

Sir Jace took me to the restroom and we both looked in the mirror, and he said, “nice, don’t you think”? I nodded and said yes and thanked him again. He said, “come on boy, pull down your pants and let’s clean up that cock. It’s been almost two weeks”. So I pulled down my pants and pushed aside the pouch of the jock as Sir Jace carefully unlocked me, shaved me, and re-locked me. He complimented my choice of jockstrap for the night. He said, “I’m sure the boys will be checking your ass out tonight. But you’re mine, and now it’s official”.

He put on a black leather vest without a shirt and to my surprise, he pulled a leash off a hook nearby the door, and he said “come on. Let’s go, boy”. It was a little after 9pm by the time we arrived, still early as the real fun usually began after 11pm. As soon as we walked inside, the leash was attached to the collar, and I was lead to the back bar.

Sir Jace recognized some friends and walked me over to them. I had met them before, but they certainly raised an eyebrow as they saw the leash. Sir Jace sidled up the bar sat on a stool,and ordered us a couple of beers as I stood behind him. He did not let go of the leash. Casually, he engaged in conversation with his friends, and I only spoke when spoken to. These were not my friends, I only knew them through Sir Jace.

A few beers in, the crowd became larger, and our group became looser. Sir Jace was getting frisky. He pulled on the leash and then pulled me in close to him, and as we kissed, he reached under my jeans with his hands and squeezed my ass. Then he said. “Can’t wait to get into that ass tonight, boy. Grrrr”. This excited me. I reached down and unbuttoned his jeans and reached in to feel his 9”er. It was hard, and it was warm to the touch. I reached in further and lightly pulled on his shaved nut sac.

Sir Jace ordered another beer and whispered in my ear. “Suck me, boy. Get that mouth on my cock”.  He pulled the bar stool out enough so I could kneel in front of him. I lowered myself to my knees and opened my mouth wide to take him in. He continued to sip on his beer and continued chatting with his friends, his hand resting on the back of my head as I lost myself sucking his giant cock. I tuned out the crowd and focused only on one thing, and that was pleasuring Sir’s dick.

I lapped up Sir’s pre-cum, licking his slit, and for the next 30-minutes, I was invisible to his friends and I slowly worked Sir’s cock with my mouth, taking it down my throat, licking the length of the underside, lightly nibbling on his balls. I know Sir Jace’s spot that gets him off. It’s when I place the head of his penis in my mouth and rub my tongue under the crown. He gets off on that every time. This time would be no exception. As I felt him preparing to let loose, this was the only moment that he was really paying attention to what I was doing. He stopped talking to his friends for just a few moments when he broke his sentence and said, as both hands were placed on the back of my head, “oh fuck boy, you’re gonna make me cum. Don’t stop boy. Yeah, that’s it. Ooooohhh fuck!” And I felt his cock gush it’s load into my mouth, as I held his balls firmly in my hand. I sucked out every drop, running my hand along the shaft to squeeze out any that might have been stuck in his urethra. I savored the taste as I held his cock in my mouth, waiting for the signal to rise. He pulled on the leash and said, “up boy”. I stood up, and he said, “open your mouth and show friends that load”. I did and then he said, “swallow it like a good boy”. And I did.

Then he went on talking to his friends and he ordered me another beer. It was now past 11, and things were getting interesting. We grabbed our beers as he led me towards the back room. Around us men were making out, getting blown, and one or two in a corner were getting fucked. Sir Jace was not shy, and I do think I could be an exhibitionist. He detatxhed the leash for a minute and told me to remove my shirt and my jeans. It was tough to take off the black boots but I did as told. He hung my jeans and shirt on a hook behind him, re-attached the leash, and said, “come on boy, let’s go have some fun”.

He took me over to where there was a small fuck bench that had just been freed up. We stood next to it, and make out. Some guys watching us. Sir Jace made a move to undo his belt and his jeans and said, get my dick nice and wet so I can fuck finally fuck you. I’ve been wanting to get in that ass all night”. He loosened the grip of the leash and I took my place down on my knees once again, and slobbered all over his cock. This brought over a couple more onlookers some with cocks out and stroking.

Sir Jace pulled me up and pushed me onto the bench so my chest was pressed against the leather and secured my hands to the restraints on each side. I felt him enter my anal cavern. His wet cock “popped” inside. I took a deep breath and pushed out as he pushed all the way in. I let out a bit of a wail, “oohhh fuck”, and then it was game on. Sir Jace held onto the leash snapping my head back As he thrusted hard and deep inside me. I opened my mouth to grunt and a cock pushed inside it. I was grunting and moaning on the cock that was fucking my mouth as Sir Jace attacked my ass. Sir Jace has lots of stamina. He could fuck for hours before seeding me. I swallowed 4 or 5 loads of cum before Sir Jace finally filled my ass full of his jizz.

He kept me strapped down and told me to keep my legs spread. Facing forward, I don’t know what lube he was using along with his own jizz, but he began to finger my hole. First with two fingers, then 3. I was still nursing on cocks that wanted my mouth. And in a way, it was good that I kept busy as more fingers invaded my hole. Someone kind fed me some poppers and I continued sucking on the cock in front of me as I felt Sir Jace’s fist push through my hole. I couldn’t recall being fisted in public like this before, and it excited me.

Sir Jace continued to push into my asshole and was close to entering my second hole when some other bottom tried to get at my cock. He kneeled near the fuck bench and pushed the pouch aside. Much to his disappointment, I was locked and he got up and walked off in a huff. I couldn’t say anything as my mouth was stuffed with dick.  Another puff of poppers and I pushed out as Sir Jace pushed his way inside, his wrist now fully inserted inside me.

He was ready to put on a fisting exhibition, and I was ready to be his fistee!  The small crowd standing around us, I had sucked and swallowed the last load as most were just stroking, watching Sir open my ass, pushing his forearm in and out of me. I was emoting high pitched sounds but enjoying the feeling of a fully stuffed ass. More and more lube applied, now hole felt very messy and wet. Sir began to punch fuck my hole, and I was now delirious, with the rush of poppers taking over, I pushed my hole open to take his fist time and time again. Feeling my hole’s entry easily sliding over his wet and firm fist.

Sir left his right fist planted in my hole 3/4 to his elbow, and I felt him opening up my home even further with his left hand. My ass is fairly small and tight. One wouldn’t believe that I could actually take a double fist just by looking at me, but here I was about to show my fans that it was possible and that I could! With his hand still open and very lubricated, Sir Jace pushed it inside until it was next to his right fist. He slowly began to spread his fingers, moving his left hand back and forth, prying my hole open even further. He must have been instructing someone in front of me when to feed me poppers because it was happening more frequently now. With yet another sting hit, Sir Jace closed his left hand into a fist, and now I had both of them clenched inside me. He began to push them in and out, in and out, over and over again. After a double fisting. I’m always amazed that my hole wasn’t torn up or injured. It opened up and Sir Jace pushed both fists through my sphincter, up my rectum, and into my colon. And then he began to punch fuck me, right fist, left fist, right fist, left fist. For anyone that’s ever been fisted, you’ll know this is the height of ecstasy. Having your prostate punched continuously is the climax. At least it is for me. And for the first time since I’ve been wearing that new cage, I felt like I was going to orgasm. I begged Sir Jace “don’t stop, punch me harder, faster. Oh please Sir, oh please!” And I shouted at the top of my lungs “ohhh fuck”, and my spunk shot out of me like bullets. It was a deep, guttural, orgasm. It was the first one in nearly 3 months. I almost fainted, my head was in a fog, the room was spinning, I was panting, my legs were shaking.

Sir Jace didn’t stop fisting me. He left his right hand inside me and shoved his hard cock inside me. And he began to jerk himself off and the crowd cheered him on. I was facing forward, but Sir would later tell me that two boys stood at his side and began to suck on a nipple each as he jerked off his load inside my worn out and abused hole. When he pulled out the cleaned his cock off in tandem.

A few guys were so turned on by the show, they walked over to the bench and shot their loads onto my back and ass. Sir Jace waited for them to finish before rubbing the cum into my skin. Then he smacked my ass and said, “that was hot boy”. Let’s get you up.” He undid the wrist restraints and I slowly rose up to my feet, a little wobbly. Sir Jace helped me over to the bar and we had one last drink as I felt the fun drying on my back and lube and cum uncontrollably dripping out of my ass. I had a strong  taste of cum in my mouth which beer couldn’t erase.

Sir Jace kissed me again when we finished our beers and told me to wait there as he grabbed my jeans and shirt. It was now well past 1am, and he said “come on, let’s go”. I struggled to get my jeans on, but didn’t wear a shirt as we walked back to his place.

We were both pretty drunk at this point, but not completely. Sir Jace said, “boy, you need to shower before coming to bed. You stink”. I stripped, he removed the collar and went to shower off, and brushed my teeth, still tasting the heavy cum breath. I came to bed and Sir Jace was already naked under the sheets. I joined him and he spooned me. He placed the collar around my neck and locked it. He began rubbing its leather with his fingers and I said, “Sir. Thank you for tonight. I really enjoyed it.” He said, “you’re welcome boy, good night.”

We fell fast asleep and slept for hours. It was well past 9am when we awoke to the bright sunlight. Sir’s morning wood was rubbing up against my back. I wanted it inside me. I placed some fingers in my mouth and wiped my saliva onto his cock. I knew I wouldn’t need that much as I was certain my hole was still loose and lubed inside. I pushed back on all 9” until I felt my ass hit base. I squeezed my sphincter tightly as I rode him slowly, rocking my hips onto his fuck stick. Sir Jace slowly stirred awake, and he held my hip in his strong grip and pushed himself deep inside, burying his seed, which I took so willingly.

He held his cock inside me for a minute or two before I felt pressure building inside me. He was filling my ass with his morning piss. Mmmmmm nice I lightly moaned. When he finished, I got up and hit the toilet expelling his piss as I expelled mine. Then I brushed my teeth and went to make us some coffee.

Sir Jace showered and we went for breakfast. He let me borrow one of his white v-necks and I proudly wore his collar, his lock, as we sat across the table from one another and enjoyed our breakfast. Sir Jace not only held the key to my cock, and the key to my collar, but I was starting to feel like he had the key to my heart.