By Coinnigh
Today’s story was originally posted to the Chastity Belt and Device Fiction page (Altairboy’s site). It has been rewritten for a gay male audience.
It’s been three whole weeks. Three weeks of no fun. 21 days without my manhood. My Master has locked me into a chastity device. He loves it.
When we first met, I was the alpha male. I did whatever I wanted, and I got whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted it. He would give me oral sex whenever and wherever. I would not beg or plead; after pulling into a random date spot, restaurant or movie theatre, I would pull down my pants, point down and he knew his job. He loved it. I loved it. This was before the chastity.
In the future…
We have just arrived back to my one-bedroom apartment. We enter the kitchen. His shorts are sagging and his jock is wide open for me; he smiles and points down. I know my place. I begin licking like I have never licked before. He is moaning but in between his horny pleasure, he takes the time to unpack some rope, leather straps and hair clippers. The phone rings and he answers, as I continue licking.
‘There is a party tonight?’ My Master is grinning from ear to ear. He turns around and motions to his rod of a cock and I start licking the dripping tip.
‘Well, I will be right over!’ He exclaims before hanging up. ‘Boi, Rob is having a party tonight!’ He begins rubbing his left nipple while grabbing the back of my head and forcing his cock down my throat. He groans harder and louder. ‘You are not invited tonight! So, you know what that means!’
‘Take off all your clothes, boi,’ Master states afer fixing his jock and shorts, ‘and lay on the bed with your man-pussy on display for me.’ I do as my Master instructs. ‘This night could be a long one, boi. Rob says there are going to be lots of bois and I am sure some will not be locked up. So, I will let you just think about that while you are here by yourself.’ I love it when my Master controls and teases me in this way. He lubes up my asshole and sticks the medium sized butt plug deep into me, then flips me over, secures my wrists, elbows, knees and ankles with rope and the leather straps, and places a ball gag in my mouth then locks it before adding a blindfold.
‘Aw, poor boi, no pleasure for you tonight.’ He knows I love this; I am so turned on. ‘Nope, no play for you. Wow, locked, bound, buttplugged, blindfolded and ballgagged. You are such a sub boi. Do not expect me home early.’ After he gives my balls a rub, I hear the door close and lock. I rub my cock; the fake plastic one. I think back to my wild days of guys, bars and bikes. Did I mention guys? I loved getting some all the time but after we met, that all went right out the window when he found out I liked to be controlled.
I quickly fell asleep and awaited his return…
I awoke to him rustling me. The first thing he always checks is my cock to make sure it is still locked up. He smiled since it is… he loved knowing I am not getting any pleasure anymore.
(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-on-male story.)
