Locked Lives

Monday morning was a struggle for me to stay awake and alert at the art gallery I work for. It had been a draining weekend. My eyes perked up when I got a  group with the title “Michael is in chastity”

Hey,

 Michael has been in chastity for over a month It’s been amazing journey for us and we’re thriving in our new way of life.

 In order to enhance Michael’s development as a slave it’s important that you all are aware of this.  A prime component of this existence is sexual degradation and humiliation.  As our closest friends we’d like to invite you to our apartment this Friday evening from 8:00 PM onward to help us explore this facet of our lifestyle.

 Thanks guys!

 Erik

I felt nauseous and like I would pass out.

The responses began in minutes: WTF? HOT! I AM SO IN! Going away for the weekend but would love a raincheck. FOR REAL? And so on…

“Isn’t this a great idea!” said Erik that night when we were home together. “It’s so much simpler and more efficient instead of dealing with everybody privately like with Raul and Alexander. Now it’s out in the open and we can involve everyone at once.”

It was Friday. No one had contacted me or asked me anything about Erik’s email. I got home from work at 6:30 and Erik soon after. I set out glasses and stocked the bar in the living room and then stayed there. At 8:05 PM the doorbell range. It was Martin and Stuart who are lawyers, a married couple we know from our involvement with The Center. Then another married couple, Justin who is Asian-American and David who are in finance and that we know from our alumni association. Then the married Vincent and Peter who are in the soccer league with us. Single friends who’ve we’ve acquired were Charles who is an investment banker, Robert a real estate broker, Dirk who is another lawyer, James who works for The Mayor and Ramon who is a young emerging artist my gallery represents.

I was surprised to see Andrew, Bradley’s ex-boyfriend, we hadn’t seen him much since the breakup.  He works for a big tech company. He could have been on a GQ cover. Extremely handsome and masculine. His muscles evident through his tailored dark gray suit. His lustrous thick long black hair is arranged into a cool manbun. His facial scruff perfectly groomed.

They were all our age and physically exceptional. I fixed whatever drinks they asked for while they all socialized. At 9:00 PM Erik started speaking.

“Thank you all coming out tonight. We’re very honored that you could join us on our new path. Here’s to Michael!” he said as he raised his glass. I walked out from behind the bar and disrobed. I was now nude with my cage and tattoo on display. There were hushed but discernable reactions ranging from astonishment to amusement. I then walked to the bedroom and got in the bed on my hands and knees.

For the next two hours I was used in various permutations by everyone. It was physically and emotionally shattering but ultimately exhilarating.

Thankfully the slaves I chat with on Locked Men assured  me that getting gang banged and swallowing numerous loads of cum would not have harmful aftereffects. I’d get used to it was the consensus.It was fascinating to observe the sexual habits of my friends and also of course to see their dicks which ranged from average to quite large. A number of them who had previously seemed laid back really got into paddling me and aggressively fucking me. A lot of pent up frustration I imagine.

Most thrilling was Andrew. How he carefully got out of his suit and folded it. The way he stripped of his blue Izod briefs. Those abs and that cock. A long thick flawless 8” rod with a breathtaking head that was framed by his two splendorous balls. He used both my holes selfishly. I could now see what Bradley saw in him but couldn’t understand why Bradley would gave that up. A sexy man who took what he wanted.

I was exhausted by the time everyone had cleared out except for Ramon. I had enjoyed his massive uncut cock and experiencing his youthful stamina.

“Michael is so beautiful. I would like to sketch him.” “Certainly” said Erik. Ramon posed me on the bed. 30 minutes later he produced his colored sketch. I was sitting up against a pillow. My legs were open, and my gloppy ass crack was visible. My toned torso was emphasized, and my leaking cage was prominently rendered. My cum splashed face and crewcut were perfectly realized. My slightly open mouthed expression combined defiance, resolution and bliss. It was a monumentally artistic work that truly captured the afterglow of this special event.

“This is really a masterpiece! Thank you so much!” said Erik. “We’ll have it framed.”

“It was my pleasure and a privilege. You guys are great.” Said Ramon as he got dressed. “Good night.”

“This was sensational!” Erik said as he was finishing an email and I was cleaning up. Later I got the group email:

Thanks so much for coming tonight! You’ve all helped us considerably. We’ll be hosting this event every Friday night. Take care. Erik