By Coinnigh

This story was originally posted to the Chastity Belt and Device Fiction page (Altairboy’s site, link here). It has been “re-imagined” as a male-male story.

When I told my boyfriend what happened, he said, ‘I guess you got what you wanted.’ Here’s how.

I am an aviation engineer. I work at an experimental facility where we test airplane components. I have worn a chastity belt of my own design for over a year. It is a steel tube that covers my cock. There is a chain that fits over my cock and balls and is locked in place. My boyfriend is my reluctant keyholder as he considers me weird for wearing a belt but goes along with my compulsion to humour me. He holds the keys, and we have sex only on his schedule not mine, which often means I am left feeling like a horny and hungry bottom. This was all fairly tame stuff until I wanted to go to the next level. I asked my boyfriend if I could be released from my belt so I could work on a more advanced unit. One that would do more to punish my erections and force me to be more faithful in thought as well as deed.

My boyfriend was, at the time, in the middle of complex case at work but was happy to get me out of the way while dealt with paperwork. I retired to my basement tool room to design something a little bit more cutting-edge. I started with the locking mechanism. As before, I used a chain that was so tight that it just went around my cock and balls. No way would that chain be removed. It was thin enough to meld into my skin but of high-tech aviation quality metals that could not be cut. A special high-tech lock that could not be cut or picked kept it in place.

The lock was under my balls, so it was difficult to get at. At the top of the chain, I attached another chain at a right angle that ran along the top of my cock. I attached five rings to this chain and slipped my cock into the rings. The rings were tight enough that I could just pull the head of my cock through them. The rings were not of circular tubing, but of triangular tubing with the point on the downside for more pain. Behind the head of my cock, I locked another indestructible lock. It was so tight that I barely got the lock closed (with my cock flaccid). The lock was also attached to the chain with the rings, making it impossible to have an erection as the chain would not let my cock go forward and the lock made sure I stayed flaccid. The end of the chain was attached to the lock under my balls, so that my cock would always point downward.

I locked myself up and decided to wear this for a day to test it out before I gave the keys to my boyfriend in a special ceremony. The belt seemed comfortable enough until I went to sleep that night. When I got hard as I usually do at 4 or 5 am, my cock expanded enough to come into contact with the five rings on the chain. I had used rings that were too tight. The pain was excruciating. I rolled around in bed for hours in pain so bad that tears came to my eyes. I did not want to disturb my boyfriend by getting up and fumbling in the dark for the keys, so I remained in agony for hours and got up exhausted and sore. When I looked for the keys, they were not on the dresser where I left them. By then, I had to go to work, so I showered and left wearing my chastity belt. That night, I asked my boyfriend about the keys; he looked at me like I was crazy. ‘Keys what keys?’ Then it dawned on him, while he was taking out the rubbish earlier, he asked if there was anything to throw in the rubbish. I was intensely working on my belt and said yes without really hearing him. He did not see the keys wrapped in tissue paper and threw them away! I got trapped in this very secure and painful chastity belt with no keys!

That was six months ago, and I have adjusted to my new life. I have attempted to remove the belt by cutting and heating and all I got out of it was a second degree burn on a very sensitive place. Even if I somehow managed to cut one of the chains, the lock around the base of head of my cock would keep everything hanging right there. A surgeon told me that the only way to remove the lock is to cut off the head of my cock and try to reattach it. No thanks. I meditate to keep calm and have learned to live without erections. I have also learned to service my boyfriend with my tongue, mouth, hands, and arsehole.

He says I should be happy, I got what I wanted.

Note: This story was originally posted to the Chastity Belt and Device Fiction page (Altairboy’s site, available by clicking here). It has been “re-imagined” as a male-on-male story.

Metal would like to thank the original author for the story and Coinnigh for the re-imagined version.