Half way through Locktober. For guys that lock up for just 31 days each year for the fad and fun, it’s probably a good feeling to know when you’re half way to cock freedom, but for those of us that choose chastity as a lifestyle, it’s just another month of denial and discipline, leading into the next month, and the next one after that, and so on.
Ever since mid-November of ‘24, my dick has been locked up for more than 300 days, give or take a day or two here and there for whatever good reason. My keyholder Jace, the real one, not the mean one I’ve written about in over 100 stories on gaydemon, is good about making sure I clean my cage regularly and allows me time off for grooming and upkeep, but he’s very strict about his role as my keyholder and has never told me where he hides the keys to my “cheese grater”, as he calls it. My Cobra cage does resemble one and once he made that likeness, the name has stuck ever since.
Jace is also very strict about me experiencing orgasms. He feels that as my keyholder, it is his right to determine when, where, and how I should cum. When we first met over 10 years ago, our dynamic was always Dom/sub at the get go. We’d experimented with chastity from time to time as a fun kink, but secretly, I loved it. There was something so comforting about putting a device on my cock. It is true that once you make it past the first three days, you grow accustomed to it. I was no longer feeling the discomfort of my dick trying to harden in the middle of the night. Psychologically, wearing a cock lock, with Jace holding the key, made me feel closer to him, like a wedding band does for some people. I loved my continuous state of horniness, and the 24/7 feeling of submission even when Jace wasn’t physically with me.
It took me years to summon the courage to tell Jace all of this, and once I did, that’s when he said if we do this, we were going to do it his way. That was back in November of ‘24. I’d tried many different cages in our experimenting years. Different materials, colors, and sizes. Once I’d been properly fitted for the Cobra at a local sex shop, I knew I’d found the one for me, the one I wanted to wear for the rest of my life.
As I mentioned earlier, Jace expected total control over my orgasms. He was determined that after some time, I’d learn how to achieve the heights of climax other ways. Under his supervision and direction, I’d learned that I could cum by nipple and anal stimulation. This was considered a reward for serving Jace well and earning the privilege.
Jace is a busy man and he works a lot. When he’s home, I’m his cumbucket. He’s more concerned about himself getting off and how I’m going to help him get off. Over the years, he stopped getting me off. 99% of the time it was one way traffic. There were occasions when he would be pounding me out and he’d allow me the gift of unloading my balls, but that wasn’t often.
When Jace traveled, he would find other subs to use. I was permitted to play with other tops, but never permitted to get off with them. He felt that would be undermining him, and I have honored that for the most part.
Well, imagine my surprise when one day last week Jace texted me and told me to come over after work, that he had a surprise for me. I should preface that I hadn’t cum in well over a month and I was praying that the special surprise would be something that would entail blowing a load because my balls were extraordinarily full.
I went over to Jace’s place and when I unlocked the door, there was some twink standing there wearing only a tight white jock strap and evidentially a cage underneath.
“You must be Rich. Jace told me so much about you. I can’t believe I’m meeting you.”
This blonde twenty something twink hugged me like we were best friends. I was surprised to know he knew anything about me since I knew nothing at all about him.
Just as the twink let go of me, Jace walked in from his bedroom, shirtless and his usual black basketball shorts.
“I see you two have already met.”
“Sort of”, I said.
“This is my boy, Davy. He’s here in a business trip and I told him to come by.”
“Oh, hi Davy.”, I said skeptically.
“I met Davy in Boston when I was working out there.”
“Oh, ok”
“No, I’m not his keyholder in case you are wondering. You’re enough to handle.”
“I guess, thanks.”, I said, still wondering what this surprise would be.
“I thought it would be fun for the two of you to meet.”
Quite honestly, I wasn’t too sure why I shouldn’t just leave. I was feeling insanely jealous meeting this twink that Jace had clearly fucked many times.
Jace knew me well enough to sense that I wasn’t exactly comfortable in the moment. He came over to me and placed his large hands in each shoulder and began to massage them.
“Relax babe. It’s ok. I actually asked him to come over for you. Davy has a fetish that I think you will like very much.”
“He does?”, I said a little more calmly.
“Davy, tell my sub what your fetish is.”
“I’m really into pits and nips. I love to work them over.”
“Good boy, Davy. I thought it might be a nice treat for you to let Davy play with you and see if he can get you off.”
“Really? You’re gonna let me cum?”, I asked maybe with too much eagerness.
“We’ll see…what’s it been now, over a month?”
“Yeah”
“Well, let’s see how things go and if things line up right to make that happen.”
“Ok”, I said a little deflated.
“Davy’s only been locked up since Oct 1, he’s new to chastity. I was telling him that you’re an old pro.”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“So maybe you can give him some tips later. Davy, show my sub your cage.”
It was a clear plastic cage with a padlock. Definitely done cheap Amazon device that wasn’t very durable. It also looked too small for him.
“How’s it feel?” I asked.
“It pinches my skin all the time, but that’s ok.”
“No, it looks too small on you. There are more comfortable cages out there but they will cost a bit more than that one.”
“I don’t plan on wearing this after this month. My boyfriend and I are just trying it out for Locktober.”
“Oh ok. Well, if you ever do it again, get something less constricting.”
He covered his cage with his jock. I felt a little bad that I cage-shamed him, but that thing was cheap and it didn’t fit right.
“Show Davy your cage so he could see how yours fits.”
“Ok”, I said obediently.
I pulled down my dress pants and briefs and exposed my cage.
“You see my sub’s cheese grater. It fits him perfectly. We had him get fitted for it.”, Jace sounded almost proud of my licked up dick.
“Can I feel it?”, he asked Jace, not me.
“Yeah, go ahead. He won’t mind.”
Davy placed his hand over my shaft and tugged a bit in it.
“It’s so light. It looks like it would be heavier, yours looks so much more comfortable.”
“It is, I like wearing it.”
“Ok, that’s enough show and tell for now. Let’s go to the bedroom.”
I followed Jace and Davy to the bedroom and wondered what was going to happen.
Jace pulled off his shorts and signaled for me to lose my clothes with a simple jabs gesture.
“Would you boys like to suck my dick?”
“Yes”, we said in unison.
We knelt at Jace’s feet and took turns slobbering all over Jace’s cock and balls, sometimes working our lips on either side, sharing it. There was plenty of dick meat for both of us. Jace especially enjoyed when Davy was working his balls and I deep throated him. Davy just couldn’t handle Jace’s entire shaft, but I’d had years of practice. I did feel superior that I had better cocksucking talents than young Davy.
We must have worked Jace’s tool for over thirty minutes before he jerked off over our open mouths and faces.
Davy surprised me by kissing me as we snowballed Jace’s load and licked the cum from our faces. It was hot and turned me on.
Jace laid down on his bed and invited me to lay down next to him. His arm rested around my shoulder.
“Go on Davy. Do your thing. Make my sub cum if you can.”
Davy crawled on all 4’s up onto the bed and hovered over me. Two fingers on his left hand twisted my left nipple while his teeth latched in to my right one.
“Oh my God! Oh fuck!”, I cried.
Jace’s eyes locked onto mine as Davy worked both my nipples over. From right to left, twisting, pulling, pinching, licking, sucking, biting…my cock was straining in its cage, struggling to stay confined.
“Please…”, I urged Jace.
He knew I was begging for release, to let my cock free.
He put two of his fingers in my open mouth.
“No…no…but I know you’re gonna blow soon. I can tell.”
Jace then lifted my arm behind my head and held it there. With his free hand, he guided Davy’s face into my pit and pressed the back of his head. Davy’s tongue was swirling round and round my underarm and a fresh wave of pleasure ran through my body right down to my dick, furthering my need to blast a load from my nuts.
This went on for several minutes. I was on the edge of something epic, but couldn’t bring myself over the hump.
“Pleaasssee”, I begged again, even more desperate.
Jace ignored my plea but he did pry Davy away from my pit and back onto my swollen and sore nipples. Jace put his finger back in my mouth and I sucked on it.
Then he slid his wet middle finger, the longest one on his hand, into my butt and hooked it in just the right way to find my love nut.
Now I was losing my shit. Grunting and groaning. I threw my hands up over my head and my entire body tensed up.
“Come on, you can do it!”, Jace cheered me on.
“Ohhhhh fuck! Ohhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh fuuuccckkk! Don’t stop! Ohhhhhh fuuuucckkk! Yeessss! Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!”
I had a full body orgasm. Heavy volleys of cum were gushing down the sides of my cage. Jace pulled his finger out and squeezed my tightened balls, helping them to empty out. Davy stopped biting my tit and eyed the gusher of white hot cum that covered my cage and fell onto Jace’s fingers.
As I was coming down, heaving, exhausted, Davy nourished himself, licking my seed from Jace’s fingers.
Jace then pushed the back of his head right into my cage. Davy opened his mouth and took my entire caged dick into his mouth to clean it off. It’s a good thingy shafted was sheathed because my dick was so sensitive after cumming.
Davy then found my mouth and we snowballed my load as Jace looked over us.
“Thank you, Jace. I needed that.”, I said.
“I know you did. Aren’t you glad my boy Davy here was in town?”
“Yes”
“You really should be thanking him.”
“Thank you, Davy. Did you wanna get off, too?”
Jace jumped in.
“No, he’s not allowed to get off with anyone but his boyfriend. You know, like how I got you.”
“Yeah, I do know.”
“And you love it, so stop acting like you don’t.”
“I do!”, I insisted.
We lingered in bed for just another couple of minutes and I needed to go. I hadn’t had dinner and it was getting late.
“I better get going. Thanks, Jace. Nice to meet you, Davy.”
I gathered my things, dressed, and let myself out.
A twinge of jealousy returned knowing that Davy was still in Jace’s bed, nearly naked, knowing that Jace was going to fuck him all night long, but I sure was glad he had me over because my balls felt much lighter.
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