Coercive Control

Sunday morning, Matt and I checked out of the hotel and headed for the airport. We had just finished up our weekend at the law convention that Matt had brought me to. I had taken much more interest in the gay kink convention across the street and had spent the past two days serving as a cumdump, chipping away at the one hundred loads that Matt was forcing me to receive before he would unlock and remove the chastity cage on my dick. It had been just over a week now, and I had made excellent progress, but my balls were aching for release with every cock I felt in my mouth or ass.

The journey through airport security was much less eventful this time around. The agents took no interest in the cage in my pants that they saw in the scanner. The flight was similarly boring, as the flight attendants whose cocks I had serviced were not on this flight home. I was hoping I might get to blow Matt during the flight, but the plane was pretty crowded, so we were unable to. I held Matt’s hand and fidgeted with his fingers.

“Thanks for bringing me, Matt. I had a blast. The convention was so fun.”

“I don’t even have to ask which convention you’re referring to, do I?”

“Oh, God no, Sir. I’m glad you got to go to yours and see all your colleagues and stuff, but I much preferred the one I was allowed to fully fag out at. Brock and I really hit it off too, I’m glad we met and exchanged numbers. He seemed really nice.”

“Ha, you sure fagged out alright. I’m glad to hear about Brock. It’ll be nice of you to keep in touch and have a friend you can talk about being a fag with. I know how important it is for a sub like you to be able to chat about stuff with someone besides their dom. I also know Steven isn’t gonna be that guy for ya, haha. How many loads did you end up taking, anyway?”

“Exactly fifty this weekend, Sir. Pretty perfect, huh? That puts my total at sixty-four. I’m practically done!”

“Don’t get too excited, Grant. You’ve put in good work, but you still have thirty-six loads to take before I unlock that chastity cage and stroke a load out of your desperate dick. How long do you think it’ll take you?”

“Hopefully not much longer. A couple nights posted up at the bookstore gloryhole and I’ll be unlocked in no time.”

“Eh, nuh uh, boy. I’ve been generous to bring you out here to the kink event and organized an entire gang bang for you. You’re gonna work for every last load you take from here on out. No glory holes, no cruising spots, no hookup apps. You can still cruise at the gym, but you have plenty of men in your life to serve otherwise. I, Steven, Wesley, and plenty of other men you’ve met would love to feed you their cocks again.”

I was bummed by this change of rules, as it would complicate things and drag out my sentence. I did not argue, though, as I was under Matt’s thumb, and he held the keys to my release. I had to play by his rules. Our plan landed and we got our bags before heading for the car. We loaded up and got on the highway, making our way home. On the drive home, I made sure to play with Matt’s crotch and talk dirty, ensuring he would be horny enough to fuck me tonight. All the anonymous cock this weekend was fun, but I needed some one-on-one time with that fat uncut monster of Matt’s.

Matt did not disappoint. The moment we stepped inside, he told me to strip. We left our suitcases in the entryway, and immediately ran for the bedroom. Matt threw me down on the mattress and climbed on top of me. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head as he sat on my thighs, pinning me in place. He kissed me passionately, invading my mouth with his tongue before moving to my neck and nibbling on my ears. Being a cumdump was fun and all, but this passionate lovemaking was a thousand times hotter. My dick was erect in my cage and strained against the metal bars.

We stripped down and I got on my hands and knees, shoving my ass into Matt’s face. He happily accepted and lapped at my hole with his tongue. Once he had warmed me up sufficiently, he buried his cock into me and fucked me intensely. He laid on top of me and rocked his hips, griding his cock on my prostate as he continued kissing my neck. It wasn’t long until he was filling me with his warm alpha seed. Matt pulled out and rolled aside, leaving me with a gaping hole and caged dick dripping precum.

“Gah, thanks Grant,” Matt panted. “I love that talented hole so much. I see you’re still straining in your cage. Why don’t you get your mind off the horniness and lose the erection by getting our bags and unpacking?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good boy, my love.”

Monday morning, I woke up horny and wanted to wake Matt up with another round, but he was already getting out of the shower, so there was no time. I quickly showered and got dressed before we headed in to work. I had quite a bit of catching up to do, as we had skipped the second half of last week to make it to the convention. Matt had even more than me to catch up on. I did not see him much throughout the day. I was gonna go try to suck his cock over lunch, but he had a conference call, and did not want me bothering him. I was determined to keep chipping away at my load count, though, so I set out to find Steven.

“Hey,” I said quietly, approaching Steven’s desk. “Need drained?”

“Since when do you offer to give me head?” Steven questioned.

“What? You’re turning down a blowjob? Meet me in the restroom and get blown, dumbass.”

I turned and left, but looked back to see Steven standing up and trailing sneakily behind me. He followed me into the men’s room and we went into the furthest stall. I sat on the toilet and Steven whipped his long skinny dick out. I stroked and sucked it, quickly working a load out of his nuts and into my mouth. He zipped up, turned, and left quickly. I wiped the spit off my lips and returned to my desk as well, making a mental note of my new tally.

That night, Matt was stressed from his workday, so I made us some dinner and did some laundry, letting Matt relax. I wanted to initiate sex, but I decided not to. Matt seemed preoccupied and not horny, and I planned on going to the gym anyway. If I was lucky, I would find someone there to give me a load. As I hopped in the car, I got a text. Checking my phone, I saw it was Brock, the new friend I had just made last weekend at the convention.

B: Just checking in. Hope you made it home safe.

G: Yeah, you did too? What’s up?

B: Just got home from work, cracking a beer and starting dinner. You?

G: Finished dinner a bit ago. Headed to the gym.

B: Sweet. Still caged, right? You show that thing off in the locker room?

G: Oh yeah. Wanna see?

B: Matt doesn’t care?

G: Nah he’s cool with it

Brock replied with a devil emoji and once I got to the gym, I headed to the locker room. I stripped down and walked over to the mirror. I took a selfie, showing off my cage for the whole room to see. There was only one other guy in there who wasn’t even paying attention, but Brock was really turned on by the picture anyway. I told him I needed to go workout, but I would texrt him back after. I did my workout and when I returned to the locker room, I saw a guy standing naked at his locker. He glanced over his shoulder at me a couple times, and I knew what he wanted. I stood at a locker near him and whispered:

“Should we hit the showers?” I asked. He nodded discreetly. “Mind if I film us?” I asked. He shook his head no. I stripped down and propped up my phone against the wall across from the shower. We hopped in and I got on my knees to suck his cock. I sucked on his meat and then he stroked himself off some, bringing himself to orgasm. He shot his load across my face, painting me with his hot, sticky semen. He then quickly left, and I did the same after scooping the cum into my mouth and swalllwing. I grabbed my phone and sent the video to Brock.

B: Fucking hell, Grant. The things I’d do to you…

G: Just a typical night at the gym for me, Sir!

The next thing I received was a video. Brock had propped up his phone so that his dick, torso, and face were in frame, facing the camera. He stroked himself and moaned loudly before he spewed a load out. It first shot above the camera, then more cum landed in front of the camera on the bathroom counter. I strained in my cage, watching it. I watched it twice more before responding to the associated text.

B: Does this count toward your load count?

G: God I wish… I’d happily guzzle that down if I was there for you.

A successful Monday of taking loads led into an equally successful Tuesday. After work, Matt and I stayed behind so that the janitor Frank could get in on the action. He cleaned every Tuesday night but was always willing to put work off to use me. They bent me over Matt’s desk, and each dumped a load in my sloppy hole. I had officially taken load number sixty-nine.

The following day, Matt did not care to give me another load, as he was still playing catch up with work. I spent the day horny, but trying to focus on my work. Toward the end of the day, I asked Steven if he wanted to stick around after work and breed me. He agreed, and once most of the rest of the office had left for the evening, we headed out to Steven’s car for some privacy. The parking lot was mostly empty, and Steven’s tinted windows provided ample coverage for us. We crawled into t he back seat and pulled out pants off. Steven got a good look at my chastity cage for the first time.

“Haha, no wonder you’ve been begging me for my cock. Matt’s giving you blue balls. How long you been locked for?” Steven asked as he spat on his hand and stroked himself.

“Week and a half so far. We gonna chit chat or are you gonna breed me already?”

I leaned back in the car seats and hooked my arms around my knees, holding my hole up to Steven. He knelt over me and inserted his cock, sliding slowly into me before humping and stroking himself with my hole. He was sweaty and panting before he eventually seeded me.

“Fuck yeah, Steven, give me that load,” I encouraged.

“God, that hole feels good. I dunno why I settled for your mouth the other day.” Steven pulled out and sat next to me in the now-steamy car. “So, how much longer until Matt unlocks you? A week? A month?”

“I don’t know actually. He’s making me take one hundred loads before he unlocks. I’m over halfway there.”

“Hmm, interesting…” Steven said, contemplating the situation.

“You able to go another round? I’m already lubed and ready.”

“Haha, you know what, Grant? I actually think I’m not gonna give you another load. At all. Until that cage comes off at least. I don’t want to help end your suffering, I want you to stay locked for as long as possible. I want your balls to explode and you to be begging me for my semen, desperate and denied. Don’t ask me for sex again until that cage is off, faggot.”

I hung my head and left Steven’s car. I wasn’t sure how serious he was, but I was gonna be annoyed if he meant it. He was one of my main sources, especially since I couldn’t use cruising. I tried to tell myself that he didn’t really mean it. He was just fucking with me. I’d ask him again next time and he would be horny enough to say yes.

I had been wrong, though. The next day, I asked Steven again, and he gave me a sneer and told me to fuck off. The rest of my week seemed to go my slowly. Over the next couple days, I got two loads from Matt and one from another guy at the gym. On Saturday morning, I woke up to the feeling of Matt fondling my ass. I ducked under the covers and sucked his cock, swallowing load number seventy-four. Later that day, I was hungry for more.

“Master, can I please go to the glory hole tonight? I’ve been so starved this week and I feel like this challenge is dragging on. Just five or ten loads. Please!”

 I gave Matt my best puppy dog eyes. They did not work on him, though.

“I told you, Grant. No meant no. I also told you not to complin or test me. I was serious about my threat of lengthening your sentence. Don’t make me have to.”

“Yes Sir… Can we at least go another round? Maybe invite a friend over to use me with you? What about Mateo? He shouldn’t be busy.”

“Hm, you have been good this week, except for being greedy just now. I’ll text him and see what he says.”

Matt did not say anything more about Mateo, but later that evening, I heard the doorbell, and I knew instinctively that it was him. I jumped up and answered the door. Mateo’s handsome frame stood in the doorway, and I greeted him and let him in. I had missed his tall muscular frame and his long Latin cock. Matt greeted Mateo and then led us down to the dungeon to play.

Matt threw me on the dungeon bed and Mateo joined me. He climbed on top of my body and kissed me as Matt worked on tying my wrists to the bed frame. I hadn’t fooled around with Mateo in so long, and I Was hungry for another round in the bedroom with him. He shimmied up my body until his nuts were in my face. I inhaled his musky scent before sucking on his sack and pulling both nuts into my mouth. Matt knelt above my head, kissing Mateo and rubbing their cocks together and across my face. Both men were precumming in not time, and my face was soon covered in a layer of it as well.

Mateo moved down to my ass and held my legs up. Matt knelt with his cock in my mouth and held onto my ankles like handles while he throat fucked me. Mateo got my hole wet with spit before sliding into me. I loved the feeling of his long dick reaching the depths of my cunt. He and Matt continued making out above me while they used both my holes simultaneously. They orgasmed together, as if they had timed the synchronization. I felt Mateo’s cock pulsing in my hole as I tasted Matt’s delicious load flooding my mouth.

Both men pulled out and stood above me. Mateo fingered the tip of my dick, rubbing the precum and then sucking it off his finger. Matt grabbed my ankles and tied them to the bedframe so that I was splayed out on my back, unable to retract my arms or legs. Matt and Mateo left the room, flicking the lights off as they went. As I laid there in the darkness, I heard Matt and Mateo chatting upstairs. They hung out for a what seemed like about an hour. I heard them get up and move around some more, and I thought they were coming back for seconds. I wanted more loads.

They did not return, though. I heard Mateo leave, and then I expected Matt to retrieve me. He did not, though. I laid in the darkness, listening to Matt walk around upstairs before I heard him go up the stairs. Then there was silence. I eventually decided that Matt was leaving me for the night and at some point, I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to the sound of Matt’s footsteps in the kitchen above me. It much be morning, but there was no window in here for me to see the sunlight. I laid awake and antsy, itching for Matt to come release me. Agfter about an hour, I heard him come downstairs.

“Good morning, boy. How was your night.”

“Good Sir. Ready to be released though.”

“Ah, ah, ah. In due time. Since you questioned my authority yesterday, I had to leave you down here for a little punishment. You knew where I stood about going to a glory hole and you asked me anyway. So, I have a proposition for you before I release you. You can accept an extra one hundred loads in the cage, like I told you I would make you do if you ever back talked me during this task. Or you can accept one hundred ball bustings and no increase in your load count.”

“Ball busting, of course, Sir.”

“Good answer boy. Next time, I won’t give you an option, though, so be careful.”

“Yes Sir.”

Matt knelt between my legs and cupped my caged crotch with one hand. He then swatted my nuts with his other hand. Simple, yet effective. I winced and writhed in my bonds but asked for another. And another. After about fifty swats, my nuts were going numb and my dick was fully erect, making them even more sensitive. The stimulation was making me swell in my cage, and I thought I might actually cum from this. Matt noticed as well from the leaking of my precum, and when my dick started pulsing like I was about to shoot, Matt let go of me and let the orgasm subside. He the continued, five slaps at a time, until I had taken all one hundred without cumming.

“Good boy. I’ll untie you here in a bit, after I give you the other part of your reward.”

Matt mounted my face again, and I sucked his cock, which had gotten hard from beating my balls. I swallowed another load and then Matt untied my wrists and ankles, allowing me to leave the dungeon with him. I waddled behind Matt, gingerly cupping my sore balls and dick which was still hard in my cage as we went back upstairs.

I became increasingly horny throughout Monday, but Matt was busy with work, so when I tried to initiate, he told me no. I eventually caved and texted Steven, asking, no, begging him to use me. He stood by his word, though, and refused to give me his cock. After work, I had gotten desperate. I finally caved and asked the only person I could think of. Wesley greedily accepted and I went straight from work to his house. He made me blow him and then fucked and bred me. Hopefully I wouldn’t need to do that again, but I was satisfied that I was one step closer to release.

The rest of the week was more of the same. Tuesday night, I got used by Frank and Matt again. Other nights I received more loads from Matt and guys at the gym. On Thursday, Matt’s car needed an oil change. I offered to take it for him, and Budd, the mechanic, was elated to see me again. He took me into the office and bent me over his cluttered desk. On Friday, Wesley was bothering me to come back over, and eventually I agreed and took another load from him as well.

On Saturday, Matt set up a play date for me. He invited Aaron and Mike over. I hadn’t seen this pair of husbands since the football game Matt had hosted, and they were as excited as I was. Aaron scanned me with his intense eyes and a sadistic look on his face. Mike had a horny eyes-glazed-over look that he explained was from Aaron edging him for a couple hours in preparation. We all wasted no time going down to the dungeon and started out fuck fest. After much spanking, choking, spitting, sucking, and fucking, the three men I was playing with had cum. Matt bred my hole, then Aaron bred Mike’s hole and let me eat it out of him. Lastly, Mike laid back, relaxing, and let me suck a load out of him. As I felt Mike’s cock pulsing it my mouth, my dick twitched at the fact that I was swallowing load number ninety. Just ten more until I would be released.

Over the next few days, I maintained my pace, taking another gym load, two from Matt, and another from Wesley. The following Wednesday, I was cleaning up dinner dishes and getting antsy; I was horny for more. I had gotten fucked by Matt this morning and was just five loads away from my goal. Being so close to the finish line kept me horny constantly, even more so than when I had just started the challenge. After I was done, I headed to the gym, hoping to get one step closer to the finish line.

During my workout, I spotted a guy glancing at me. We locked eyes a few times and then I licked my lips as I stood up and walked to the locker room. Once I got in there, I sat on a bench and watched the stranger follow me. He had an obvious bulge that he quickly whipped out and shoved into my mouth. I sucked this guy’s sweaty, musky cock for a few minutes before we got caught by another guy ending his workout. He didn’t say anything, just stood to the side and watched us. Once his cock had pitched a tent, he glanced around the room before pulling it out and stroking himself off as well. I continued sucking the cock in my mouth until he blew a fat wad of salty semen down my throat. He stepped back and nodded to the other guy that he could have a turn.

The second guy looked nervous. I don’t know if he was just anxious about being in public, or if he had never done anything with a guy before. He approached me, and I leaned forward to suck on his member, but he pulled away, whispered “no”, and then just continued stroking himself off. I waited there, mouth open and tongue out, watching his hairy nuts bounce as he jerked. After a moment, he threw his head back in pleasure and a fountain of cum flowed out the tip of his dick. It splattered across my face and rolled down my cheeks onto the floor. I used my tongue to catch all that I could and got a decent amount. He finished without a word and left the locker room quickly. I checked the time and realized the gym had closed a few minutes ago, so I rushed to get dressed then headed to the front desk. As I approached the front desk to sign out, the receptionist already had my member card in hand. He had been waiting for me to leave so he could finish up and go home.

“Grant Anderson,” he said, reading my card. “You left another mess in the locker room I’ll have to clean up?”

“Uh, no,” I lied, thinking about the puddle of cum on the floor. “I’ll get out of your hair. Sorry for being late.”

“I put up with a lot of shit around here, but you are posting up in the locker room as a fuck toy for anything that will stick it in you and I’m getting sick of cleaning up after you. Come on.”

The employee put my card down and stood up, heading toward the locker room. I followed close behind, hanging my head in shame as I knew I would soon get called out on my bullshit. The guy was cute. College aged and muscular. He wore light grey sweats that cupped his toned ass tightly. It only took moments for him to make it to the locker room and find the cum on the tile. He stood in front of it with a scowl on his face.

“I didn’t fucking sign up to clean this shit up, that wasn’t in the job description. You obviously made this mess, and you’re gonna clean it up. Right fucking now.”

“Yes, Damien,” I said reading the nametag. I immediately got down on my hands and knees to lick up the cum, but Damien kicked my shoulder to get me away from it.

“God fucking damnit, you’re disgusting,” Damien sneered. “I meant for you to get the fucking mop from over there in the corner.”

I stood back up quickly and tried to hide the embarrassment on my face. I had obviously misread the situation and my clouded judgement thought Damien was wanting to dominate me as his fag. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched me mop up the floor. I decided to do the entire room to get back on his good graces. The embarrassment of the situation and the horniness of sucking the other cocks tonight made me incredibly horny, and I could feel Damien’s eyes on me as I worked. I swelled in my cage and then decided to shoot my shot.

“Damien, Sir. I can tell you’re not gay, but I can also tell you’re watching me, wondering how good a cocksucker I really am if all these guys want to use me.”

“You just don’t know when to quit, do you fag? I guess you might as well make my time here after-hours worthwhile. I tell you what, you drain my nuts, and you don’t spill a fucking drop. Prove to me that you’re able to not be so fucking sloppy when you whore yourself out in here. Do that and I’ll consider not revoking your gym membership. Then keep it fucking clean from now on and I’ll turn a blind eye.”

“Yes Sir!” I said as I quickly got down on my knees. Damien pulled the waistband of his grey sweats down to reveal a trimmed bush then a semi-erect seven inches. I wrapped my fingers around it and then put the tip in my mouth. I sucked Damien off until he was fully hard in my mouth, and then until he was cumming down my throat. I swallowed every drop, making sure not a bit spilled out and dripped on the floor. Not even any of my slobber left my lips.

“Decent job, faggot. I guess you can stick around. I won’t be so nice next time though. Now get the fuck out of here. I need to finish closing up.”

I rushed home to Matt and told him all about my trip to the gym. I was incredibly horny from the evening’s events and by the time my story was over, Matt was horny as well. He got a devilish look in his eye, and I knew what was coming next. I didn’t have to be ordered to strip down, I ripped my shorts and underwear off myself, and then Matt quickly mounted me. He spat on his cock and shoved it balls deep into me. He humped me quickly and with force, until he was seeding my hole. He pulled ut and collapsed next to me, laying on his back and catching his breath.

“Fuck Grant, you really do a number on me.”

“Thanks Sir, you put me through the wringer better than anyone else. Oh shit, you know what I just realized? I’m at ninety-nine loads! I could unlock tonight if you can go another round.”

I tried to get Matt erect again so I could drain his balls one more time and earn my freedom. He allowed me to try but knew that he was too spent to cum again tonight. After a while, he offered a compromise.

“You’re gonna have to find another cock to drain if you want me to unlock you tonight, Grant. Call someone up, maybe Wesley or Steven would come give you it.”

I thought it was a long shot, but I decided to call Steven. I was sick of Wesley and his little dick, and although I wished it had been Matt’s load freeing me, I cared more about unlocking quickly. I called Steven, and he picked up right before it went to voicemail.

“Whatdya want?” He said. He sounded groggy, like I had woken him up.

“Uh, hi. I need your cock. Sir. I need your load. I wanted Matt’s but he’s spent. He suggested you.”

“I told you I’m not giving you one. Not until your little challenge is over. How close are you anyway?”

“You’d be one hundred. You could free me, Steven. Please. I need it.”

“Hmm, well I do like the way you beg. I’ll be there in twenty.”

Steven hung up the phone and I tried to calm my erection. I was so excited that I would get my freedom back tonight! After a while, Steven rang the doorbell and I let him inside. We wasted no time heading up to the bedroom. Matt watched as I knelt on the floor and Steven stripped down and got himself hard. He worked his cock into my warmed-up hole and started fucking me. He spanked and slapped me some and reached down to fondle my nuts. He pinched off the precum on the tip of my cage and fed it to me. I sucked on his fingers and moaned loudly. It took a long time, but finally Steven whispered “I’m cumming”. I arched my back and clenched my hole, waiting to feel his seed flood my guts. Instead, I felt him pull out. I turned and watched as Steven aimed his dick at his chest and stroked himself off, spewing his load all over himself. Desperately, I dove onto him and lapped the cum off his sweaty body before sitting back and looking up at Matt who had been watching the whole thing.

“Does that count, Sir?” I asked, clutching my aching blue balls.

“No way,” Steven chimed in. “He needed dudes to give him loads. I didn’t give him shit. I came on myself and he took it from me. Keep him locked and desperate.”

“Please no Sir. I need to cum. I’ve been so good this whole time, but it has been so long!”

“Hmm,” Matt genuinely looked like he was weighing the options. “Doesn’t count. No keys for you.” I groaned and Steven giggled with joy. I should have guess Matt would side it Steven tonight. He liked to keep us pitted against each other, always one-upping the other one and pushing us both to better serve him. I had dominated Steven quite a bit lately, so it was only fitting that he would get some power over me again. Steven headed home and I crawled into bed with Matt. He spooned me and fell asleep quickly, but I had a restless night of erections and anticipation for what would hopefully be my release soon.

In the morning, I was awoken to the feeling of Matt sliding under the covers and spreading my ass cheeks. He licked my hole and got it slick and opened up with his finger before he mounted me and gave me his morning wood. He pounded me into the mattress with a moderate rhythm and soft, deep moaning. I moaned in response, and then I felt it. Matt’s magical semen that was the key to my freedom. Load number one hundred. He pounded his load deeper into my hole for a minute or two, until his cock softened. Then he pulled out and stood up. I got on my back and waited for Matt to go get the chastity keys.

Matt used some cuffs to restrain my wrists and ankles to the corners of the bed. I then heard the click of the key into the padlock and the sound of the metal sliding on itself as he pulled the lock off. He pulled the cage off my dick, and I swelled to a full erection. It was the first one I had felt in almost a month. Matt grabbed some lube and stroked my dick in his slick hand. He worked my meat slowly and methodically, and I soon felt my balls tightening to my body as the orgasm began welling up in me. Matt released my dick and let the orgasm subside. He edged me like this for about an hour, making sure that I was going to give him every ounce of cum my balls had been storing.

Matt picked up the pace and stroked me more intensely, now, and when I felt the orgasm coming on, I whispered that I was close, and Matt was not stopping this time. He was granting me my full release. He continued working my cock and then he pressed his fist around the base of my dick and into my pubic bone. This caused my dick to stand straight up and pulse as the cum shot out of my tip and flew over my head. The first three shots splattered on the wall above me, and the next two landed on my face. I lapped up what I could reach as the rest of my load spilled out across my stomach. Matt continued stimulating my dick for another minute, making me squirm as I was extra sensitive.

I panted heavily, collecting myself after this mind-blowing orgasm that had been weeks in the making. Matt unrestrained me and I laid on my back, still covered in cum, bringing myself back from the sub space I was in. I was incredibly grateful to be free form the cage, but I also missed it in a way. It felt strange without the feeling of metal on my dick, and I was gonna have to re-adjust to not being so horny all the time. That is, until whenever Matt decided to lock me back up again. I’m sure I would moan and groan about it, but deep down be excited to lock back up again. Maybe I’d even break my record and lock back up for an even longer period of time. For now, though, I was going to enjoy some time with the ability to jerk off and maybe even dick Steven down rough. I also had to send Brock some pictures and videos. He hadn’t seen me without the cage on, and I know he would be proud of me for finishing my challenge. For now, though, I hopped up and into the shower to clean up. Matt joined me and told me what a good boy I was for completing his task. I let him lay the aftercare on thick, as I deserved plenty of it after such a long, complex task. Matt soaped up my body and gave me a massage, and I was gonna milk this for all it was worth.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Please rate the story and feel free to comment with any constructive criticism or hopes for where Grant will find himself in the coming chapters!