By Justin I

Not much time later.

Filled with testosterone and cum, Sam was the horniest and most angry I had ever seen him. There was one time, I might have imagined, but it sounded almost like he was crying. Peering into his room I saw a bright red face Sam with his shorts pulled down, staring at his own imprisoned cock. He was trying to use his electric toothbrush as a sort of makeshift vibrator to get off, with no success. Realizing I was watching he stood up and slammed the door. I could not stop myself from smiling, soon I will begin our permanent roles in our relationship.

Day six of chastity Sam was bold enough to ambush me. I was just coming inside from my run, shirtless and sore from the chest and back session I worked pre cardio. Sam was coming from the opposite direction, and when I closed the door he pounced. I had run with very little, wearing my sneakers, high socks, two in one compression athletic shorts with no shirt but a silver key around my neck. Sam grabbed me by the shoulders and wrapped me around like a python, falling to the floor we both went.

S: Give me the key. This isn’t funny anymore and if you don’t I’m going to crush you.

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