As I mentioned in the first story submission, I pretty much wear my chastity lock 24/7 these days, even at the gym. It’s become part of me. I feel better about myself when it’s on. I’m also continuously horny. I love that benefit so much.
So I had finished my workout at the gym this morning and there I was minding my business in the shower, pressing the liquid soap into my hands in the communal shower when another man took the shower head next to mine.
I generally try to keep to myself at the gym knowing that there’s so much homophobia in the world I was looking down at the soapy water circling the drain when I heard a deep voice through the falling water.
“How long you been in that thing?”
Oh shit, I looked up and over and next to me was a Greek God! A Himbo if I ever saw one. Twenty something, smooth, muscle head. Huge chest, huge arms and legs. Damn this hulk spent lots of time in the gym. I’d seen him doing leg presses a little earlier, but honestly, I try not to stare and focus on my own workout.
“Ohhh, um, since last November.”
“Seriously bruh?”
“Yeah”
“That’s hot. I don’t think I could ever do that.”
I glanced at this guy’s crotch as he washed it, covered in soap suds. It wasn’t small. Soft it hung like a tree trunk between his legs and those big shaved balls were also dangling.
I instinctively licked my lips. I wasn’t even thinking about it. It’s all a result of wearing this cage. I’m easily triggered.
The Adonis raised his eyebrows and smiled at me.
“I can see why you wouldn’t”, I said. “I don’t think that thing deserves caging.”
There was a pause. I was almost through washing myself down and wasn’t sure how to play this.
I didn’t need to. His next question determined how things would go down that morning.
“I agree. It deserves worship. I mean look at it. It’s a big cock compared to most. I can see why you keep a cage on that little thing.”
This himbo knew what he was doing, cock size humiliation is a huge kink for me.
“You wanna worship my cock?”
I did. I shook my head enthusiastically.
“Yes please”
“Damn, i didn’t expect to get my dick sucked this morning, but here you are. How much time you got? I work from home so I have all the time in the world.”
“I have about an hour before work.”
“That should be enough time.”
As we toweled off and dressed in the locker room, he told me his name.
“I’m Dash btw.”
“I’m Rich, but you can call me whatever you want”, I said.
“Like what?”
“Some guys call me faggot, or cocksucker or whatever name they like.”
“Well, I think for now I’ll stick to your name if that’s ok.”
“Sure”
“If you want I can drive you to my place and bring you back. Parking is a bitch and I have a parking spot.”
“Sure”
I followed this man to his car. I was processing what we were about to do. So unexpected, and all thanks to the cage covering my cock! This was awesome!
I sat nervously in this guy’s GMC truck. Of course a big guy like Dash drives a big truck like this.
“I’m just five minutes up the road. The gym is very close.”
“It’s great so I can roll out of bed and be on a bench press in a matter of minutes.”
“I’m not too far either.”
“So do you miss it?”
“Miss what?”
“Stroking your dick?”
“Nah”
“Not at all?”
“Nope”
“Unbelievable. I’d lose my fucking mind if I couldn’t touch my dick. I need to cum every day.”
“I cum, too, but not by the usual way.”
“What do you mean?”
“I cum when I’m getting fucked or playing with toys in my ass.”
“Like a girl?”
“You might say that.”
“That’s hot. I’d love to see that someday.”
“We’ll see about that.”
I noticed Dash’s tent in his sweat pants.
“I’ve never been with a guy in chastity. This is so cool.”
“Well, it’s true what they say about us.”
“Oh yeah, what do they say?”
“They say that boys locked in cages are always horny. I can vouch. It’s true.”
“I won’t lie. There was something about you that I noticed when you were practically gawking at me when I was doing my leg presses. There was a hungry look in your eyes.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard that before. I guess I give myself away.”
“You do. I think it’s hot.”
We pulled into the parking garage of his building and parked the car.
Dash’s cock was standing straight up in his gym shorts. There was no hiding it.
“Are you wearing any underwear?”, I asked.
“Nah, not yet.”
“How are you gonna hide that thing?”
“Why would I?”
I didn’t have a good response.
“Come follow me.”
We walked from the garage to the front lobby. There were some people there who did look directly at Dash’s crotch. It would be impossible not to.
With each and every head turn in his direction I swear Dash’s chest expanded. He was proud of his hard cock. I guess if I had at least nine inches I would feel that way, too. There was something deeply satisfying for me knowing I would soon be between his knees actually servicing this monster, the object of a dozen or so passers-by in the lobby as we waited for the elevator to arrive.
Interestingly, there seemed to be something so much more obscene about Dash walking around showing off that circus tent pitch in his shorts compared to me walking around in my Cobra cage in the locker room. It seemed so much more daring, and a part of me was jealous of his bravado.
When the elevator arrived and we stepped inside, Dash grabbed my hand and placed it on his boner, over his shorts.
“You see how hard I am man?”
“You are. Does showing off in public turn you on? That was wild!”
“Big time. I love showing off my body…all of its parts.”
“Damn, that’s a huge cock!”
“Yeah, I know. Let’s see what you can do with it.”
The elevator door opened on the 8th floor and we made our way to his place.
Dash opened his door and I walked in first. I stood in the hallway waiting for Dash to lead the way.
“God, I can’t wait to get off. I’m so fucking horny right now. Come on. Follow me.”
We walked to the living room where Dash pulled off his shirt and shucked his shorts. He stood there completely naked with the exception of his gym shoes.
Holy fuck! What a sight to behold.
“Can I ask you to flex your arms for me, Dash?”
“I’d love to. How about you get on your knees first.”
I was so quick to kneel and arched my neck to watch Dash flex his biceps and his pecs for me. He was such a show off. What a muscle God!
“Show’s over. Time for you to open your mouth for me, Rich.”
Dash walked over to my opened mouth and tapped the head of his hefty cock on my tongue, slapping it a few times before attempting to push his inches down my throat. I have an unusual ability to open my jaw wide like a snake or a shark, which is my special talent.
When Dash realized I had a throat made for deep throating, he kept pushing forward.
“Damn, now I can see why they call you cocksucker. Nobody has ever swallowed my dick to the root. Fuck!”
I was feeling so fulfilled having all that cock slab down my throat. This was no ordinary cock, it was gigantic. Largest I’ve had in quite some time.
Dash pulled his hips back and my hands held onto his glutes for balance. Well, and I also just wanted to feel that ass so badly. What a rush feeling that beefy ass flex as his cock pummeled in and out of my throat.
I was manufacturing a lot of throat mess, gurgling bubbles and gobs of clear fluids were pouring out of my lips and down my chin. This was getting messier by the second. Even so, I was determined to make this cock cum, even if I had to die trying.
Dash pushed down on my head and had me walking on my knees over to his sofa. He sat back and put his hands back behind his head.
“Go on cocksucker. Do your thing.”
I was leaking in my jock so turned on from this dude and this majestic dick. I went from hungry to ravenous/starving very quickly. I couldn’t get enough dick. I was groaning now, tried to feed my need to have this man give me his cum.
“Lick my balls, cocksucker.”
Aww man, just when I was really pigging out on this fuck stick I had to switch it up.
Obediently, I licked downward and swiped my tongue across an orb. Salt, sweat, soap, musk…my favorite ingredients to taste and to smell. Ball sweat is even more powerful than poppers to me. Can you just imagine how incredibly horned I was munching out on those bull balls? I opened wide to accept both eggs into my open mouth and started to suck gently. all the sudden I moaned loudly and my balls erupted. No anal stimulation…just from worshipping a man’s nuts!
I didn’t even take a moment to bask in the aftermath of my climax. I kept working those balls.
“Put my dick back in your mouth and look at me.”
I didn’t need to be asked twice.
I pounced on that cock and my eyes looked upward to the new object of my desire.
“Your lips look so pretty stretching over my cock. You should see your eyes. Fuck! How did I get so lucky this morning?”
I wrapped my hand around his cock and began to jerk it holding just the tip in my mouth.
“No, no hands please. I can do that myself. Just your mouth. Use your mouth and get me off.”
Once again Dash raised his arms behind his head and flexed his biceps and chest for me. Fuck! What a sight from down below. Something I’ll have etched in my memories forever.
I was determined to coax a load out of him. I increased the suction and the saliva production and my head bobbed from tip to base, over and over, a human fleshlight. I know some guys really get off when a cocksucker groans while sucking and that extra vibration seemed to have an effect on Dash, too.
“Ohhh…don’t stop! Fucking incredible! Ohhh man! Fuck!! You’re like a fucking vacuum! Fuck! Fuck!”
I felt Dash’s thighs tighten and I put a hand on each sweaty, flexed pec.
“Here it comes! Ohhh fuck! Get ready cocksucker!”
I was born ready. I needed this load more than he needed to give it.
“Awwwwwww fuuuccckk! Ohhhhh fuuuccckkk! Awwwwww! Mmmmmmm!”
I held my mouth in place and let Dash pump his load into it. Gush after gush of his cream filled my cavity. It tasted so salty and clean. It was thick and sooo perfect, just like him.
When Dash finished his explosion, I opened my mouth to show him exactly how much cum he fed me, and then I closed and swallowed all of it. I am a full-service cocksucker. I wrapped my lips around his softening shaft and siphoned out any stray semen that might not have found their way into my gullet in the first go.
When I was all finished, Dash, in a more relaxed position, hands still clamped behind his head could barely move.
“You drained me. Holy fuck! I think that might have been the best blow job I’ve ever had, and I’ve had lots of them.”
“Thanks man. That means a lot. Sorry about the mess I made on your tile. I’ll clean it up.”
I lowered my face to lick my cum up from the floor.
“You came?”
“Uhh huh”, I said in mid-swipe.
“Damn, just from sucking my dick!”
“Mmmm hmmm”, I said enjoying my own spooge.
“That’s wild. Dude, you have to give me your number. I want to play with you again.”
“For sure.”
We exchanged numbers and after I washed my face and hands, I pulled my shirt back on and Dash drove me back to my car so I could make my way to work.
What a fucking fantastic morning. I got in a nice cardio workout, then I got a great throat workout. I patted my cage over my pants as if to thank it. I never imagined it would be a dick magnet.
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