woke up the next morning with a sinister outlook. Both of those Larsen boys would be in for quite a surprise when I lock their cocks in their new cages. I thought about the look on their faces when I click their locks in place, I was still in bed having not yet started my day. My morning wood was so hard in my briefs that it hurt. I reached into my underwear and felt my erection.
“That’s right”, I thought to myself, “I’m a man who can get hard. Those Larsen boys won’t be soon!”
My boner hasn’t been this rigid in days. I’d been getting so much ass and mouth from the Larsen brothers I hadn’t needed to wank myself, but the feeling to shoot a load overcame me, I peeled off my blue Emporio Armani briefs and set my hard dick free. I gave it just a few strokes, and shortly thereafter I was painting my hairy chest with ropes of my own spooge. I was covered in it!
I searched for my T-shirt on the floor next to the bed and wiped it all off. If I let all that jizz dry on my hairy chest, it would have been awful to wash it off once it caked in. That’s why I don’t really jerk off too much. I’d much rather cum in some lucky guy’s mouth or butt hole, much easier, hehe.
Once I’d showered, trimmed my beard, brushed my teeth and settled in with a cup of coffee; I texted Lars and Lance to meet me after class next to the campus library.
Both were defiant at first until I threatened to inform their father about their disobedience. The more I hung around Lars, the more I learned he was a spoiled rich kid. Lance on the other hand, my childhood bully, was just an asshole with money, holding the secret of his homosexuality from his parents. This dynamic made it much more fun for me. I never thought in a million years that I would be the puppeteer over Lance’s every move, all sanctioned by his dear old dad.
I cannot even tell you how difficult it was to concentrate on lectures today knowing both of the Larsen boys would soon be my chastity slaves. They had no idea that today would be the last time, for a long time, they’d have the ability to play with their own equipment. I was doing this for their own good. Lars was becoming more promiscuous now that he was out, and Lance was seeking attention in all the wrong places.
By the time the clock was nearing our meeting up, my cock was raging again. I knew I’d be using one of the Larsen boys in one way or another later, so I placed my hand over my dick and said, “be patient little man. It will be worth the wait.”
I saw Lance’s face and spiked hair through the crowd lumbering towards me with resentment in every step.
“How’s your day going, Lance?”, I said cheerfully, which annoyed him.
“What the fuck do you want, Alex? Why am I here?”
“Is that any way to talk to me, Lance? Must you use profanity? You’re here because I asked you to be here and as soon as your brother gets here we’re going on a little field trip.”
Lance pouted and his body tensed, his hands balled into fists.
I gave him a stare down to diffuse any intention he may have had to punch me.
Lars was a few minutes late, and I wasn’t happy.
“Lars, what time did I tell you to meet here?”
“3”
“And what time is it now?”
“I don’t know”
I looked at my phone and showed it to him.
“3:12 Lars, you’re late!”
“I’m sorry”
“You will be sorry, yes, but we don’t have time for that right now, I’ll deal with you later. Come on boys, follow me.”
These boys hated each other. I had to walk in the middle of them as they bickered and shoved one another all the way to my car.
“Lars get in the back, Lance up front with me.”
“Why do I have to sit in the back?”
“Maybe next time you’ll be on time Lars!”
“Where are we going?”, Lance asked once I drove off.
“Oh you’ll see”
I drove us a few minutes into the city and parked the car in front of the sex shop.
“We’re here boys.”
“What the fuck are we doing here?”, Lance asked.
I bitch slapped him across the face.
“What did I tell you about watching your language! Get out of the car before I slap you again!”
I know my temper is triggered easily especially when it comes to Lance, but I blame him for that.
The three of us walked in together. Behind the counter was a good looking guy around 40 years old, bald, beard, wearing a harness and jeans. He was a hairy guy, too.
“How can I help you fellas?”
“I saw that you guys carry KINK3D cages online.”
“Yeah, we have the Cobra and the Viper, in white, black, and pink.”
They were all displayed in a glass case right there by the register.
“Alex, what the fuck?”, Lars screeched.
“Do you want me to slap you, too. Lars? I will if I have to. Your father and I agreed that both of you would be better off with locked cocks. There’s no need to negotiate, it’s all been paid for and settled. Lars, show this nice man your dick and we’ll find a cage that suits you.”
“What? Are you serious?”
“Very!”
I yanked Lars’s shorts down to his ankles. His testicles were covered with some fine blonde hairs and his pubes were a bit of a mess.
“Before we get you fitted, come with me to the men’s room. We’re gonna give you a little trim. Lance, you might as well, too.”
Matt, the guy who worked there showed us to the bathroom. Lance leaned against a wall with his arms crossed as he watched me work on his brother. I pulled a razor and some shaving cream from my back pack. I wet Lars’s balls with some water and lathered them. Then I carefully shaved them until they were as smooth as a baby’s butt. I set the trimmer I had on #1 and the thicket of hair above his cock was shearing off. I used the razor for the strays and his cock was ready to go for fitting.
“Lance, you’re next!”
Being the older brother who was far more hairier, this operation took a little more time. Lance was pulling away and I had to threaten him that if he moved around too much that I’d slit his balls with the razor.
I returned with both Larsen boys back up to the counter.
“Ok Lars, let’s start with you. You know, I think you’d look really cute with a pink cage, don’t you?”
“Does it matter what I think, Alex?”
“Not really, no. Matt, what do you think? Which one, Cobra or Viper?”
Matt pulled on Lars’s cock to determine its shape, the viper has a more of a flared tip while the Cobra is more rounded.
“I think this one is definitely a Viper fit. You see how the head has indents here and here. It’s a natural for the Viper.”
“Yes, I can see that. Great.”
Matt tried different combinations of cock rings and cages until we found the perfect fit. Matt allowed me the honor of securing the key and we both pulled and yanked on the cage.
“That’s not going anywhere, it’s a perfect fit”, I said confidently.
Lars was fuming. His cock was now off-limits in a tiny pink cage. It was adorable. Lars didn’t have much of a dick to start with.
“Oh come on Lars. You’ll see, I’m doing this for your own good.” I patted the cage with my palm and pulled Lars’s shorts back up to his waist.
“Lance, your turn.”
“This one is definitely a Cobra. He’s hung bigger than his brother, so we’ll need a larger size. What color were you thinking?”
“Black on this one.”
Matt covered Lance’s flaccid penis in cage cream and subjected it to a rigorous fitting, but his cock would not cooperate. It was growing steadily from all of Matt’s manipulation.
“Matt, maybe you should just jerk him off so his dick will go down. What do you think?”
“Yeah, that’s what happens with a lot of guys. Once I start playing around with their dicks they can’t control them. You ok if I just stroke it man?”, Matt asked me and not Lance, the owner of the cock he was holding.
“Yeah, you gotta do what you gotta do.”, I said.
I held Lance in place, bear hugging him from behind as Matt worked on his shaft, using that cage cream for lube until Lance’s body tensed and sprayed out his last nut for the foreseeable future. Cum shot out like a cannon landing all over the shop floor, on Matt’s face, and his hand. His cock went limp almost immediately after firing off. Matt was finally able to size it up until he found the perfect fit.
The best thing about these KINK3D cages is there a universal key. I used the same key to lock Lance’s cock up. We checked it to ensure there no wiggle room to escape.
I thanked Matt for his exceptional service and pushed both angry boys back towards the car.
They were stewing in their silence as I drove.
“You brought this on yourselves. Don’t blame me . You left me with no other choice. Lance, you were hanging out in a sleazy gay bar and cruising for dick in the library! Lars, you were trolling for dick in the student union and skipping work. At least now your dear old dad doesn’t have to worry about you guys sticking your dick into just any available hole.”
I let that sink in for a minute.
“And, just so you know boys, your holes, they belong to me now. If I find out that either of you boys are taking dick from any other man, your father will be the first to know. He’ll pull you out of school and disinherit you in a second and you know I’m right.”
Of course they knew I was right. They knew their dad was a psychopath and wouldn’t think twice about it.
I drove to Lance’s dorm and dropped him off.
“Don’t do anything stupid Lance. I’ll be watching”
He slammed the passenger door closed and walked off in a huff.
“Now, I’m taking you home, Lars. I’m gonna show you what happens when you’re late.”
My dad had given me his frat paddle in my freshman year of school. I was excited to use it on Lars’s behind.
I parked and we made our way to my place.
“Strip Lars. Everything comes off!”
“Huh?”
“Did I stutter? You heard me! All of your clothes come off now!”
As Lars stripped, I walked to my bedroom to pull off my shirt and shorts and found the paddle. I was wearing burgundy Tommy John briefs and some white crew socks.
“What is that for?”, Lars asked.
“Oh this? This is for bad boys like you, Lars.”
I sat in the middle of my sofa and patted my knees.
“No way!”
“Lars, yes way. Don’t make me come after you, it would be better for you if you cooperate!”
Lars thought about it, and capitulated. He was now on his stomach, over my knees. His pink cage dangled between my thighs.
“Your father ever beat you, Lars?”, I asked as I ran the wooden paddle up and down his spine.
“No, he only hit Lance.”
“I see. I suppose he thought you didn’t need it. He was wrong about that, Lars. You turned out to be such a spoiled boy. It’s ok. I can fix that. I’m gonna do what your daddy didn’t do.”
I slammed the paddle down over Lars’s smooth white ass. The crack was loud.
“Owwww”, Lars screamed and he tried to squirm away.
I held him down.
“You’re not going anywhere, buddy. Not yet anyway.”
I paddled that pert ass three more times in succession. It was reddening and my dick was getting hard.
“Lars, you have such a pretty little ass. It looks so good with a little color.”
I was rubbing his ass cheeks, feeling them burn.
I slammed the paddle down five more times. Each strike the crack echoing louder and louder, Lars’s shrieks becoming more desperate.
“Oh yeah, that ass is red now, Lars, but I’m not done with you yet. Not until you tell me you’re sorry for being late, and you better mean it.”
“I’m sorry”, he whimpered.
I paddled him four more times.
“No, I don’t believe you, Lars.”
“I’m sorry, please!”, he pleaded.
Five more over the ass, now his ass was on fire and crimson.
“Lars, you’re just gonna have to do much better than that. You didn’t even say why you’re sorry or what you’re sorry for.”
I rubbed his ass more, my dick grew thicker in my underwear.
“I’m sorry for being late!”
Three more right over the ass!
“No you’re not. You are just saying what you think I want to hear so I stop hitting you with this paddle. I’m not convinced.”
“Please, Alex! It hurts! I’m sorry for making you late, ok? Please!”
“I’ll tell you what. That’s a little better, so I won’t use the paddle on your ass. Instead, I’ll use my hand. You see Lars, I’m a reasonable guy.”
I loved how warm his ass felt in my palm. I lifted it a few feet in the air and then brought it down, slapping his raw skin several times, my fingers stinging from the effort.
“Owwwwwieee”, “Please, I said im sorry, Alex! I’m sorry for making you wait. I promise I won’t do it again! I swear!”
I was having way too much fun watching Lars struggle.
I struck his ass a half dozen more times, making sure it stung.
“Ok, ok! I’ll do anything to make you stop! Please, I’m so sorry “
“You’ll do anything? You sure about that?”
WHACK!
“Yes! Just please my ass is on fire!”
WHACK!
WHACK!
WHACK!
It was on fire. I’d really done a good job coloring it, ruining its perfect complexion.
“Like what? What will you do for me, Lars, to make me stop hitting you?”
WHACK!
“I’ll suck your dick!”
WHACK!
WHACK!
“Suck my dick? What makes you think I want that, Lars?”
“I can feel your dick under me, Alex it’s hard as a rock,”
“It is. And you know what, Lars?”
“What?”
“Your dick isn’t hard, is it?”
“No”
“Because I had to lock it up, right Lars?”
“Yes”
“Why did I lock it up?”
“Because I was trolling for dick in the student lounge and called out of work.”
“Correct. And whose dick do you want to suck Lars?”
“Yours.”
“Also correct, mine. And you better get used it because until I graduate, mine is the only dick you’ll be sucking”
Lars didn’t say anything. He was still laying there, across my lap. His fire red ass in my hands.
“You ready to suck my dick, Lars?”
“Yes”
I reluctantly removed my hands from his ass and Lars lifted himself off of me.
I pulled off my Tommy Johns and pushed them off to the side. My big dick slapped against my stomach. It was raging.
Lars stood and stared down at my crotch, a visual examination of what would soon be deep down his throat.
“Well, what are you waiting for Lars? Can’t you see how hard my dick is for you?”
Lars smiled as he knelt between my thick thighs and he looked me in the eyes.
I placed my hand behind his blonde head and guided it downward to my cock.
“Open those pretty lips for me Lars.”
He obeyed my request and put some pressure now on the back of his head until his throat was wrapped around my entire shaft. Lars spit and sputtered, but I didn’t relent.
“I know you can do it, Lars. Open that throat for me!”, I demanded.
Once Lars relaxed his mouth for me, I held him down and stood up.
Then I changed my grip. I took his head in both my hands covering each ear and I began a slow face fuck.
Lars planted his hands on my thighs as my ass flexed with each thrust. Lars’s mouth discharged lots of phlegm and drool as I pleasured myself using his mouth hole, holding him steady in my grip.
“Almost as good as your brother, we’ll need to work on that.”, I said.
It was true, Lance had years more practice sucking cock, honing his skills. Lars was still a baby gay, trying to get better every time, but still not quite there yet. There was too much teeth and a hesitant throat.
“You know what Lars? I don’t think I’m gonna be able to cum like this. Let me fuck that ass.”
Once I released his head, Lars looked up at me with teary, bloodshot eyes. The look of disappointment in his face, like he wasn’t good enough for me to cum down his throat.
“It’s ok Lars. You’ll just need more practice. Don’t be upset. Has anyone else been inside that ass, Lars, besides me?”
“No”, he said.
“Good, your ass is mine and I wanna keep it that way. I popped your cherry, and I will keep fucking it anytime I want. Bend over the sofa for me.”
Oh that ass looked so beautiful. It was red and pink, the paddle definitely leaving its mark. I took a couple of pics with my phone.
“I just sent you some pics. A reminder of what can happen if you keep me waiting in the future.”
Lars’s ass was there for the taking.
“Are you gonna fuck me now, Alex?”
“Oh yes I am.”
I disappeared for a moment to grab some lube from my nightstand.
I poured some in my hand and coated my boner with it. I used my finger to find Lars’s butt hole and once located, I lined up and pushed inside in one deep thrust.
“Ohhhhhh fuuuccckkk!”, Lars cried out. “Fuck, Alex! Your dick is so huge!”
“Just relax, breathe out. You know it’s gonna feel so good in a minute. Wait it out.”
I wasn’t always an animal, I let Lars settle in and when I felt his hole loosen up I pulled my ass back and pushed right back inside.
“Ohhh that feels sooo gooood, Alex. Fuck me, please fuck me!”
“I’m gonna fuck you good, Lars”
I couldn’t help but notice that Lars wasn’t busy touching his dick. When I fucked him the two times prior I had to slap his hand away from his dick. Now he wouldn’t be distracted attempting to please himself and, as he should, focus on pleasing me.
“Your ass feels great, Lars! So nice and tight. Your brother’s ass has been used so many times like a $2- whore it’s got no grip.”
I smashed the back of Lars’s head into the back of the sofa, pinning him down as my dick hammered inside his still virgin-like butt hole.
I was working up a sweat, beads dripping onto Lars’s back. My cock slammed inside that young man over and over again. Lars was panting.
“Ohhhh yes! Fuck me harder, Alex! I love it! I love how good your dick feels inside me!”
Lars missed his calling. He should be in porn. With that expressive face, that ass, that body, that desire for dick, it was made for the screen. He could really be a Bel Ami model.
“Fuck Lars, you’re gonna make me cum if you keep squeezing your hole over my dick like that.”
Lars was massaging his prostate over my cock, bouncing his ass up and back, groaning in complete ecstasy. I saw strands of clear seminal fluid dripping out of his newly caged dicklet. It was a sight to behold.
“That’s it, baby, ride my big dick. Milk the cum out of my dick!”
“Ohhhh I want it so bad!”
Alex turned his head backward and the expression of want on his face triggered my cock to explode deep in his butt.
I was growling and roaring like a bear as my seed flooded his battered hole, and at the same time, Lars was crying out, “yes, yes, fill me up, daddy, fuckin’ give me your load!”
I fell over his back and kissed Lars on the back of his neck.
“Oh fuck Lars. Your ass is like magic!”
I shuddered and pulled my dick out of his ass and a torrent of my seed spilled out along with it.
I propped myself on the sofa next to Lars who was still bent over the sofa catching his breath.
“Look at your caged cock leaking Lars. That’s hot.”
“I couldn’t cum though.”, he whined.
“No, you couldn’t. I’m sure soon you will cum without touching yourself, and so will Lance.”
I spanked Lars’s sore ass once more.
“Ok, off you go. I have things to do.”
“So you fuck me and now I gotta leave? You’re not even going to feed me dinner?”
”No, I’ve already done so much for you today. I put that lock on your little dick, I paddled your ass, I let you suck my dick and I seeded this ass. That’s enough for today.”
“Fine, I’ll go.”
Lars dressed and once he closed the apartment door, I pulled on my underwear and checked my phone.
No messages.
I had to get to work myself and needed to grab a bite to eat, but there was always time to fuck with Lance!
I saw that his location was still in his dorm room. I sent him a text.
“How’s your cock, Lance?”
“Fuck you, Alex!”
“You wish. If anyone’s getting fucked, it’s you.”
“Take it off, Alex, I need my dick.”
“No, and no you don’t.”
“You’re such an asshole Alex”
“I might be, but your dick is locked. Sleep well buddy!”
I laughed so hard at Lance’s anguish.
I decided to give Mr. Larsen a quick call to let him know his sons were now both locked.
“Alex, is everything alright with my boys?”
“Mr. Larsen, everything is perfect. They are both locked, as we discussed. They are a little angry with us though, but that’s to be expected and nothing I can’t handle.”
“I’d rather them be angry than distracted with…other things.”
“Exactly. Don’t worry, Mr. Larsen, I’m going to be watching both of your sons very closely.”
“I have no doubt about that. Thank you, Alex. I’m sure your parents are proud of you. You seem like a responsible young man with a good head on his shoulders.”
“Thank you, Mr. Larsen. You take care.”
Little did Mr. Larsen know that both my parents are so distant from me and know nothing about me or my life, but that’s ok. For now, I’ve got plenty to keep me and my dick occupied.
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