By Atlanta Stud

A few hours later I was instructed to check on Brody and provide him with some water. That was the first time I had seen him with the hood and added transport belt. I pulled up the spandex hood just enough to clear his mouth, let him take in as much of the water as he wanted and promptly pulled the hood back down. Not an easy task when one’s locked up in transport shackles, by the way.

“Gotta say, Brody, that hood’s a nice touch. You’re really enjoying this aren’t you?” I got a nod of approval from the prisoner.

“Looks like I got just what I asked for, doesn’t it Jake? Sucks we gotta leave in a day. We’ll need to come back and do this again.”

“Well I can’t stay long. Don’t want to get myself into any trouble with the Warden up there, but I’m sure you’ll be checked on again before we hit the rack.”

“Thanks Jake. By the way, I hope you’re enjoying that cock cage. Bet you’re loving it, huh Cowboy? Just wait ’til you get morning wood!” Brody said with an evil chuckle.

When I returned upstairs, Dave unlocked me long enough to get into my orange prisoner jumpsuit and then locked me back in the transport shackles. I looked like a real inmate at that point, especially with my recent BRIG haircut.

“How’s the prisoner in solitary doing?”

“He’s having the time of his life, Sir”

“Bet you are too, boy. Look how far you’ve come since that first night you got roped. Wouldn’t have thought it would have gone this direction, but I’m glad it did. Take a look in that full mirror, boy, and see just how hot you look in the jumpsuit and transport set. You were made for it — poster boy if there ever was one!”

As Dave stood directly behind me with his hands firmly on my shoulders; I looked at myself — my inmate self — I wasn’t sure what to think. It wasn’t all that long ago that this all started with a hogtie challenge. Since that time, I was submitting more and more to Dave in almost every aspect; even what I wore each day; including sneaks or boots — especially his boots. He had me wearing the brown cowboy boots most every day now. I liked what I saw staring back at me and I liked Dave taking care of me. I tugged on the chains and the sound made my trapped horny dick try to get hard in its own prison cell.

“Time for you to rack out, boy. You’ll be bunking in Brody’s bunk tonight.”

With that said, Dave unlocked one leg cuff and ran it through one of the metal foot posts before relocking it on my ankle.

“See you in the morning, Jake. I need to check on the prisoner in solitary.”

He walked out to check on Brody.

“How’s my ARMY boy doing? Looking good, looking real good. Hope you’re getting the experience that you wanted, stud. Bet you’ve tried to break free, too. Haven’t you? Pulling on the leg iron attached to the post, putting your head along the floor in order to get the spandex hood off. But the hood’s a bit too snug to accomplish that, isn’t it, boy?”

Dave had one hand gripped on the leg cuff attached to Brody’s ankle and the other caressing the top of Brody’s head as he spoke.

“Yes Sir. You’ve provided me one heck of a Spring Break! Sure beats heading off to the beaches and hanging out with a bunch of party animals any day!”

“Shame I can’t keep you locked up for a few more days. But we’ll figure something out soon enough. This chain collar’s staying on until we get back to campus, though. If it wasn’t for you being in ROTC, I’d keep it on you the rest of the semester.”

Dave sat down and unlaced his sneaks, pulled off his three-day-old, no-show UA socks, pulled up the hood past Brody’s mouth and placed his warm, sweaty foot to his mouth. This definitely caught Brody by surprise, and he pulled his head back a bit due to the unexpected foot surprise.

“Brody, Brody, Brody. Now I’m only going to say this once. I’m your only way out of those shackles. Jake can’t help you since he’s locked down to your bunk. Whether you like it or not, you’re going to start licking the soles of my feet and then individually take care of all 10 toes. Here’s what you do. Just breathe in my foot smell for a few minutes; get accustomed to its great manly scent. Then just start right on in. You’ll find out real soon just how much you enjoy it.”

It took Brody a few minutes, but knowing all too well that he was in no position to break free on his own, he did try after all. He began working on Dave’s soles and realized it wasn’t as bad as he thought. His attack on the toes even surprised Dave, as Brody was really going at them with gusto! When his task was completed, Dave patted him on the head and congratulated Brody for a job well done.

“Good boy, Brody. You’re a natural. Time for me to get some rest, I’ll be back for you in the morning. Before I go, I’ll leave you with something to remind you of me tonight.”

With that said, Dave took his sweaty sox and put them over Brody’s nose before pulling the tight spandex hood back down.

“Get used to that smell, Brody, you’ll be getting a lot more of it on a regular basis soon enough.”

I awoke the following morning with the sight of Dave and Brody, still locked up but without his hood, standing at the side of my bunk and my cock straining against the chastity cage.

“How’s that morning wood feel, cowboy? Bet you wish you had that cage off right now.” Brody laughed.

“Careful, Brody, or you might find yourself locked back in it,” I replied.

Considering we were both locked up without keys to anything, I didn’t see how that was possible, but at least I threw the threat out there so it’d be in the back of his mind.

“Gentlemen, gentlemen. My, how I like the way you tease each other. Reminds me of how my brother and I messed with each other growing up on the farm in Iowa,” Dave said. “But as you both know, we need to head back to campus. After I release you from your restraints, you’ll both get your showers in, and I’ll have your gear laid out for you. We’ll need to hit the road in a couple hours, so get to it so we can get breakfast in before we head out.”

It was good to see that Dave had provided us with normal clothes for the return trip. Jeans, the brown cowboy boots and short-sleeve sweatshirt for me. Jeans, desert tan boots and ARMY T for Brody. Everything was packed up with the exception of all the restraints, which Dave was just starting to put into his backpack when Brody walked in the room.

“Gotta say it was one fun week up here, Dave,” Brody said as he was handling the transport set and then his hinged cuffs, running the arms through the locking mechanism.

“Those are some fine cuffs you picked up, Brody,” Dave said.

“Yeah, no way out of these pups when you lock ’em on and the keyholes are facing up ’cause you can’t reach the keyholes. Heck, even when the keyholes are towards your fingers, it would be difficult to get out of these,” Brody said. “Just curious, Dave. With all this gear, have you ever tried any of it on?”

“Haven’t been locked up, no. My brother had me roped up many times when we were growing up. We challenged ourselves with trying to get out of ropes, but we didn’t have anything like this on the farm,” Dave replied.

“Well damn, stud. Come on, try on my hinged cuffs. Just for a couple minutes so you can see the impact they have on us when you lock us up,” said Brody. “We’re hitting the road in a couple minutes, not like I’m gonna trick you and lock you up for a day.”

Brody took Dave’s left hand and snapped the cuff shut as he said this and guided Dave to turn around and locked up his right wrist.

“There, see? Amazing how secure they are and the loss of control you suddenly have once you’re locked up, isn’t it?” Brody said as he gave Dave’s nips a nice pinch and slapped him on the back. He continued by whispering in Dave’s ear. “You know, if I wanted to, I could take those truck keys of yours and you could ride back to campus all locked up. Not a damn thing you could do about it, huh stud? ONLY KIDDING,” he said as he ruffled his hair and unlocked the cuffs. “Had you going for a minute, didn’t I? Damn Dave, was it something I said?” Brody said as he pointed at Dave’s obvious tented jeans.

 

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