Couple’s Keyholder 3

Everyone in this story is 18+.

Tim stood in front of me with his hands at his sides. He waited with bated breath as I inserted my key in the lock. I looked him in the eyes as I turned it, making it clear that he was only coming out of his cage because I said so.

“There,” I said, removing the device from his swollen cock. A long string of precum stretched from his tip to the cage, and as I pulled it away, the precum snapped back toward his cock. He grew fully hard within seconds, finally freed after spending several days locked up.

“Thank you,” he said under his breath.

“Don’t thank me yet,” I said slyly. “Just because I’m unlocking you doesn’t mean you’re off the hook.” I turned my attention to poor Charlie, whose little dick was still caged and straining harder than ever. “Come here,” I commanded.

Charlie rushed over, eager to please me. “Yes, Henry?”

“I want to make something clear. There’s not even a sliver of a chance that you’ll get to cum today. You understand that, right?”

“Yes, Sir,” he said enthusiastically.

I grinned with satisfaction. “Good. If you work hard, then maybe - just maybe - I’ll consider it for next time. But today is all about your husband and me. Our pleasure comes before yours.” I eyed Tim’s hairy cock, a new idea forming in my mind. “And you can start by sucking your husband’s dick,” I added. Then I settled back into the couch to watch the show.

Charlie looked taken aback. “You- you want me to-”

“Did he stutter?” Tim asked suddenly.

“No. Not at all,” Charlie replied nervously. He glanced from Tim to me, then back. Without delaying further, he dropped to his knees and began to suck his husband’s cock.

“Ohhh, that feels good,” Tim moaned.

“Fuuuck,” I whispered aloud. I rubbed my hand back and forth over my growing bulge, gently brushing my cock. Charlie worked his magic on Tim, bobbing his head up and down on Tim’s cock whilst jerking and twisting it with one hand, the other hand gripping and tugging at his balls.

The longer I watched, the hornier I became. I started to undress myself on the couch, raising my hips off the cushion and sliding my pants down my legs. I kicked them off my ankles, then lifted my shirt up over my head. I tossed my clothing aside without a care, now fully naked, then grabbed my massive cock in my hand and began to jerk off.

“Ahhh,” Tim sighed softly. He placed a hand on the back of Charlie’s head and grasped him by the hair, slowly thrusting his cock in and out of his husband’s open mouth.

I relaxed for a while, sitting back and stroking myself, letting my toys play with each other. I enjoyed the show, but watching only did so much for me. I wanted to join.

“You boys got any lube?” I asked.

“Mhm,” Charlie replied through a mouthful of cock.

“Bring it here,” I ordered. Charlie stood to go, but I stopped him. “Not you,” I said. “I want you here sucking my dick.”

Charlie’s jaw dropped. “Yes, Sir,” he muttered. Then he crawled over to me and wrapped his lips around my cock.

“Tim, go fetch the lube.”

Tim sprinted off, his cock still wet from the blowjob and bouncing with every step. I smiled to myself, shaking my head. I had these two wrapped around my finger. I glanced back down at Charlie, who was doing a damn good job sucking me off.

“Atta boy,” I said, idly running my fingers through his hair. He hummed back in response, enjoying sucking my dick as much as I enjoyed receiving the blowjob. It felt amazing, but the feeling of control I had was even better. I loved the fact that these two sluts would do anything I said.

Tim returned a moment later, a bottle of lube in his hand. “Here you are, Sir,” he said as he extended the bottle to me.

“Keep it,” I said with a smirk. “You’re gonna need it if you wanna fuck your husband.”

This time it was Tim’s jaw that dropped. Charlie paused and looked up at me.

“I didn’t say you could stop, did I?”

He immediately dove back into sucking my dick.

Tim was still standing there, mouth agape, dick rock-hard. “Tim, fuck your husband,” I ordered.

I didn’t need to tell him twice. He lubed himself up and positioned himself behind Charlie, looking extremely excited. I guess I didn’t know the last time these two fucked, but at the very least, neither of them had cum since the last time I was here. Tim was not only freed from his cage, but also given permission to use his dick for some fun. I couldn’t blame him for being eager. He grabbed his husband by the hips, rubbing his cock against Charlie’s hole and teasing the entrance.

“Mmmm,” Charlie moaned with my cock deep in his mouth.

“Go ahead,” I told him.

Tim reached down and shoved his cock forward. From the noise Charlie made down below, he must have popped right in.

“Fuuuck,” he grunted. He returned his hands to his husband’s hips and pulled their bodies together, shoving his dick deep inside.

I decided to stand, and the two of us shared Charlie’s holes to satisfy ourselves. We spitroasted him, with me thrusting from the front and Tim from the back. And even that was fun for a bit, but still my cock craved more. And I knew exactly where to go next.

“Tim, pass me the lube.”

He tossed the bottle without question. I caught it in one hand, and with the other I pulled Charlie by the hair off of my dick. He was flustered, with a red face and drool dripping from his chin. I stepped aside and squirted lube all over my massive cock, lathered it, then walked around to take my place behind Tim.

Tim shoved his husband forward, so that his knees were on the couch. He stood behind, still fucking, enjoying every second of freedom I permitted him. And I was at the back of the line, stroking my dick and preparing to join the train.

I didn’t give him any warning. I simply stepped up and shoved my dick in.

“AH!” he yelped. But he quickly got accustomed to it. Not like I gave him a choice, anyway.

For a while, the room was filled only with the sounds of sex. The sound of our bodies colliding, the grunts and moans and whimpers filling the air. A cacophony of clapping and slapping and moaning and yelling, until the two of them were begging for release from this wild ride.

“I’m getting close, Henry!” Tim shouted. He was hanging on for dear life, getting the most stimulation as he was both giving and receiving.

“Hold it,” I said firmly. I was pounding his ass with all my might, slamming into him over and over again, each thrust carrying my full force behind it.

“Please!” he yelled.

“Beg for my cum,” I spat.

All the while, Charlie simply squealed and bitched, taking his husband’s cock. The ultimate bottom, still locked in his cage, his pathetic cock swinging wildly with each thrust. I felt no sympathy for him.

“Cum inside me, Sir! Please!” Tim shouted.

That was all it took to send me over the edge. I bucked my hips, hard, then unleashed a tidal wave of cum inside him. From the way he yelped, then shuddered, I could tell he was cumming too. The two of us were one, shivering with pleasure, shooting our respective loads while Charlie simply held on for dear life.

“Oh my god,” Tim sighed as he pulled out. He collapsed on the couch next to Charlie, who was still reeling from the pounding.

“That was incredible,” I said with a grin. “What did you think, Charlie? Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Yes,” he said. From the looks of it, he was still in a daze. The poor guy’s dick was bulging out of every crevice of his cage. He seemed so desperately horny, I almost considered letting him out to cum. Almost.

“Good,” I said. “Help me put the cage back on your husband, would you?”

Charlie nodded, and in a horny stupor he crawled to retrieve the chastity cage. He reassembled it around Tim’s flaccid cock, then allowed me to turn the key. After that, I retrieved my pants and stuffed the keys into my pocket. Then the three of us settled in for a nice evening of nudity, dinner, and drinks.