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My heart was racing. I stood up once more, ready to remove the last piece of clothing I had. I backed away from the table to give everyone a good view, then placed my thumbs inside the waistband. I glanced back at Jason, who nodded for me to continue. Then I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and pulled.
My underwear fell to the ground, revealing my caged dick to Bobby and Eric.
Bobby gasped. “No way,” he said incredulously. “Is that… a chastity cage?”
“Yes,” I muttered. My cheeks were bright red.
“That’s hot,” Eric commented. “How long have you been wearing it?”
“A whole month,” Jason said proudly. He held up the chain around his neck, showing off the key. “Since we got engaged.” He went on to explain the conditions of our engagement, his frequent use of my holes, and how I was never allowed to cum again.
“Sheesh. You must be horny,” Eric said.
“You have no idea,” I said sheepishly. I glanced downward, unwilling to make eye contact with anyone. I stood naked before them all, red in the face, feeling incredibly exposed. To make things worse, my dick swelled in its cage and started leaking precum.
Jason stood and walked over to me. “This cage is the best. Grant’s been so obedient ever since I locked him up. Isn’t that right, babe?” he asked, grabbing me by the balls and squeezing gently.
I let out a small gasp, then nodded.
“Why don’t you show our guests just how obedient you are? Get on your knees.”
I couldn’t believe this was happening. Despite the humiliation, I immediately fell to my knees before my fiancé. I looked up at him, waiting for further instruction. My dick was like a leaky faucet, dripping precum onto my balls.
“Good job,” Jason said. He ran his hand through my hair, smiling with approval. Then he turned his attention back to Bobby and Eric. “Who wants a blowjob?”
My jaw dropped.
Both of our friends were silent for a moment. They looked at each other, then back at me. I waited on my knees, completely naked, while they contemplated Jason’s question. Finally, Eric spoke up. “I do,” he said nervously. He stood up and walked over, shirtless but otherwise clothed.
“Go ahead,” Jason said encouragingly. “He’s gotten very good at sucking dick this past month.”
Eric nodded, then slowly unzipped his pants. He reached in and pulled out a monster dick, semi-hard and super hairy. I immediately reached up and grabbed it, wrapping my lips around his cock and shoving it into my mouth.
“Ohhh, fuck,” Eric moaned.
“Damn, Eric! I didn’t know you were hung like that,” Jason commented.
Eric tilted his head back and let out a long sigh. “Fuck, Grant. That feels so good.”
That was all the encouragement I needed. My current position was embarrassing, but being as horny as I was, I didn’t really care. I helped Eric out of his pants, pulling them down the rest of the way. I continued to suck his huge cock, bobbing up and down, trying my best to deepthroat him. Now that he was fully hard, I could tell just how big he was. His dick was a bit larger than Jason’s, which I knew to be 8 inches.
Eric really seemed to be enjoying himself. A minute later, he started to take on a more dominant role. “Fuck, yeah,” he mumbled. “Just like that. Suck my fat cock, Grant.” He placed his hands on the sides of my head, thrusting slowly while I sucked his dick. It was all I could do to keep up.
While Eric fucked my throat, my fiancé took off his pants and stepped in next to him. Jason’s dick was mostly hard at this point; he held it in his hand and slapped it a few times across my forehead. The weight of his dick hitting my face was a huge turn on. It was incredibly degrading, something I was beginning to enjoy more and more since being locked.
Across the room, I saw Bobby reach into his pants and start playing with his dick. He stroked it under the table, pumping his fist beneath the layers of clothing.
I grabbed Jason’s cock with my free hand and started to stroke him. I wasn’t used to multi-tasking like this, trying to please two cocks at once, but damn was it fun. Having two cocks in my face was heaven. Bobby pulled out of my mouth to make more room for Jason, giving me space to go back and forth between them both. I decided to take the head of my fiancé’s dick into my mouth, stroking him and Eric in sync. I sucked Jason for a minute or so before deciding to alternate between the two. I took one cock, then the other, and finally both. I couldn’t fit more than their tips at the same time, but it was still an incredible feeling. It was degrading in the best possible way, like I was finally fulfilling my role.
While Jason and Eric continued tag-teaming my mouth, Bobby remained in his seat. He continued jerking off under the table, silently watching on. Finally, Jason spoke up. “Bobby, don’t be shy! Grant has another hole, you know. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.”
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