I had almost forgotten about Dash, the hunk that I met at the gym a few weeks ago that hit on me in the shower. I recalled serving him orally and how much he enjoyed using my mouth hole. I enjoyed letting him even more.
We had exchanged numbers after I had sucked and swallowed his seed, but never heard from him since. Well, that changed yesterday.
“Hey faggot”, the text read.
“Hey”, I replied.
“Haven’t seen you at the gym.”
“Haven’t gone, busy schedule”
“Sucking dicks?”
“Yes and more”
“Slut”
“Yes”
“You wanna suck my dick?”
A beautiful dick pic followed. I reflexively licked my lips.
“Yes”
“You still locked?”
“Yes”
“You like sucking dick while you’re locked?”
“Yes”
“Does it make you happy, faggot?”
“Yes”
“Good faggot. Can I fuck your ass, too?”
“Yes”
“Does me fucking you with my big dick while you’re locked make you feel good, faggot?”
“Yes”
“When? I have a big boner for you, faggot”
“After work?”, I replied.
“My place, be ready”
“Yes ok”
I’d forgotten that Dash got off on trying to humiliate me for locking up my dick and how empowered and manly he felt because he could grow a boner and touch himself and I could not. That dynamic is such a huge turn on for me. I had a feeling when I saw Dash in person, this would continue, and I was right.
When I showed up at Dash’s place, he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His smooth chest was so freakin’ massive, those pecs were two huge flanks. His biceps were tremendous. Last time we played I asked Dash to flex his muscles for me. This time I didn’t have to ask.
Within thirty seconds of walking in his front door I was fully naked, on my knees, looking upward as Dash put on a gun show, flexing his arms, his chest, his legs. He made his pecs dance for me and smiled.
“You like that, faggot? Don’t you?”
“Ohh yes”, I said enthusiastically.
His short seam shorts were wrapped so tightly around his upper thighs I thought they’d rip when he flexed them.
Dash was working up a little bit of a sweat for me striking many poses, holding poses. This show made my desire to please him increase even more. My cock ached in its cage and my pussy was twitching in overdrive. It’s not every day you get a competitive body builder giving a private show like I was getting. I could tell Dash was getting off that I was so turned on.
When the show was over, Dash walked over towards where I was kneeling in his living room and his foot found my dangling Cobra cage between my knees.
His big toe flipped it up and down a few times and then side to side.
“Hehehe…look at your dick, faggot. Locked away. Faggots like you should be locked. You see my big dick, faggot?”
“Yes”
“Yes, you do because I’m a man and my dick isn’t locked. Let me ask you a question.”
Now Dash’s toes were smashing down on my balls.
“Do you think about servicing big dick all day? I bet you do.”
“Yes”
“Do you think about what a hard dick feels like in your mouth?”
“Yes”
“Do you think about what a hard dick feels like in your ass?”
“Yes”
“I know you do. I bet that cage on your excuse of a dick makes you crazy for a real dick. Am I right, faggot?”
“Yes”
Of course he was right. Faggot holes like me are consumed by pleasing men. It is my main purpose in life.
Dash’s left hand reached for his hard dick and he tugged on it.
“Yeah, touching my own dick feels so good, faggot. When’s the last time you got to touch yourself?”
“A few weeks ago, my keyholder let me out for a few hours.”
“A few hours? Why?”
“So it could get whipped by a Dom Master that I play with?”
“Seriously? You let someone whip your cock? Did you like it, faggot?”
“Yes, I did. I loved it.”
“That’s fucking crazy shit! I’ve never met anyone who would do that, but I’ve never met a locked faggot until seeing you in the gym shower. So what about before that? When were you allowed to touch yourself?”
“Last November”
“Are you fucking kidding me. You mean to tell me your dick has been in this thing since last year?”
“Yes.”
“Fuck! You’re a true faggot if I ever met one. That’s dedication. Does it turn you on that I can play with my dick and you can’t?”
“Yes”
“A lot?”
“Oh yes”
“Do you want me to let you suck my dick now?”
“Yeah”
“Not yet.”
I was disappointed by that.
“You really wanna suck my dick, faggot?”
“Yeah”
“Would you pay me to let you suck my dick?”
“What? I don’t know?”
“I’m just playing with ya. I’m not gonna charge ya, but I should.
Let me see you finger your ass first.”
I licked my finger and placed it right at my hole. Just as I was about to insert it, Dash crushed my balls in his hand.
I groaned as his fingernails dug into my scrotum.
“What’s the matter, faggot? You don’t like it when I smash your nuts?”
I didn’t respond because I was afraid to admit that I did like it…a lot!
Dash’s hand closed harder with a more extreme grip.
“Huh? You enjoying this, faggot? Look at me!”
“YES! I LOVE IT!”, I was crying out at the same time.
“I love squeezing your balls, too, faggot!”, then he let go.
“Didn’t I tell you to put your finger up your ass? Pay attention, faggot!”
Dash was more of a Dominant top than I thought. I didn’t expect our tryst to head in this direction.
I slimed up my finger real good with my own mouth juices, spread my legs apart and placed my index finger right up my asshole.
“Find your p-spot for me faggot. I wanna see you moan like a girl.”
I hooked my finger and began to rub my love almond. There was no denying it felt good. My face didn’t hide anything.
Dash was still stroking off while watching me pleasure myself.
Within a couple of minutes clear strands of pre-cum were pouring out of the slit of my cage.
“Fuck! That’s it, faggot. Play with your clit. Let me see you get yourself off.”
“I’m not allowed to cum”, I panted.
“What do you mean, faggot?”
“Jace has to give me permission.”
“You’re in my house now, faggot, and you follow my orders. Get yourself off or I won’t let you suck my dick!”, Dash demanded.
Against my better judgement, I continued to play with my hole. I closed my eyes and soon I was groaning in sheer delight
“Ohhhhh ohhhhh fuck! Ohhhh yesss!”
Dribbles of thick white goo poured out and down my cage. I’d made a bit of a mess.
“That’s a good girl. So hot seeing you get off like that. Now it’s my turn to get off, faggot. Open your mouth wide for me!”
Dash grabbed me by the back of my head and shoved his hard cock down my throat. I could barely breathe as he proceeded to skull fuck my face. His cock was full, throbbing, and mighty, and it was determined to shred my esophagus. Snot was pouring down my nose, my eyes were burning and tearing, the throat slop was plentiful. I loved it, I needed it and I wanted it.
I started tasting some of Dash’s sweet precum but he was far from ready to shoot.
Instead he pulled out of my face and flipped me onto my stomach. His wet cock slid across my ass crack until his thick cock head found my ass ring and I gladly opened it for him. Dash reached around me and his fingers held on tightly to my cum covered cage.
Dash’s huge cock spread my hole wide open, and the plunge was quite deep, taking my breath away.
“Awwww ohhhh”, I moaned.
Dash’s other hand soon covered my mouth. His hot breath caressed my cheek.
Dash was grunting as he thrusted his horse cock inside me.
“You like my dick, faggot?”, he yelled in my ear.
“Yes, oh yes!”, I moaned.
“Does my dick make you feel good, faggot?”
“YES!”
“You like a man’s dick in your asshole, faggot?”
“YES!”
“Are you a real man, faggot?”
“No!”
“What are you?”
“A FAGGOT!”
I felt increased pressure around my cage now.
“Tell me you’re a locked faggot!”
“I’m a locked faggot!”
“Yeah! Again, louder!”
“I’M A LOCKED FAGGOT!”
Dash was fucking me harder and faster now, his sweaty chest covered my back.
Dash bit my shoulder blade as his grunting grew louder and his fucking became more primal.
“Mmmmmmm grrrrrr grrrrrrrr!”, Dash roared finally releasing his teeth from my shoulder.
“Take my load, faggot! Oh fuck!”
Dash’s balls emptied inside my rectum. We were stuck together. Sweaty skin on sweaty skin.
Dash removed his hand from my locked cock and rolled himself off me now with his back on the carpet. His chest was heaving as he breathed, his hands roaming his glistening chest.
“How does it feel to have a man breed your ass, faggot?”
“It’s the best feeling in the world. I love it when a big cock fills my hole with man juice. It’s an honor and a privilege.”
“Only a faggot would say that.”
I smiled, “that’s me”
“I know. I’ve never met anyone like you. I’ve fucked lots of bottoms, but you’re different. You have no boundaries, you’re the most submissive faggot I’ve ever loaded.
“Yes, I’m sure.
“So will you have to tell Jace that you came for me?”
“Probably, yes. I don’t hide things from him.”
“What do you think he will do?”
“I don’t know. He’ll find a way to make me regret it. That’s for sure.”
“What if you don’t tell him?”
“What if I want to tell him?”
“You love the punishment, don’t you, faggot?”
“Yes, I do. The worse it is the more I want it.”
“That’s insane!”
“Maybe. I should go.”
“You should go.”
Dash didn’t stop me from leaving. I left him there naked on his back in a very relaxed state.
I walked home with a gallon of cum struggling to stay inside me. There were several spurts of seed that dribbled out of my hole and I reached around and felt a huge wet spot on my shorts. I didn’t care.
When I got home, I pulled off my shorts and jock and examined the cage. It was covered in dried cum, clear evidence of an orgasm.
I snapped a couple pics and sent them to Jace.
“I’m sorry”, I texted along with the pics.
“What happened, hole!”
“A top ordered me to cum”
“And?”
“I did”
“Who?”
“This guy, Dash, from the gym.”
“I’m not happy, hole.”
“I know”
“No more Dash or no more dick for you.”
Tough choices.
“No more Dash”, I replied.
“Fuck you, hole.”
I knew Jace was pissed now.
“Good night”
“Fuck hole”
Normally Jace doesn’t get too mad when other guys fuck me, but the rule had been no cumming for me. I broke the rule. There will be a price to be paid.
With that knowledge, I decided to call it a night and to keep my guard up.
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