My Roommate Caged My Dick - Ch. 11

Everyone in this story is 18+.

“James!” a voice called from behind me. I turned to find my boyfriend running toward me, his backpack slung over one shoulder.

“Ryan!” I said in surprise. “I thought you had class right now!”

“Got out early,” he said with a grin. He fell in beside me, walking with me down the corridor. “Where are you headed?” he asked.

“Library,” I replied. “I’ve got an hour to kill before my next class.”

“Are you busy? ‘Cause if not, I’ve got a better idea.”

“Like what?” I asked.

“Like a quickie.”

I stopped dead in my tracks. “Are you crazy?”

He raised his eyebrows, giving me a look that said he was completely serious. “Come on, James. Let’s take a quick trip to somewhere more private. I need your help with something.” He winked, and my eyes immediately shot to his bulge.

“Can’t this wait until after class?” I asked hesitantly.

“Sure… if you don’t mind staying caged even longer. I was thinking of letting you out soon, but…”

“Shh!” I quickly glanced around, making sure no one had heard. “Keep it down!” I said in a hushed tone.

“Oh relax. Worried someone’s gonna find out I own your dick?” He spoke at a normal volume, driving me mad. Anyone walking by would be able to hear him.

“Yes!” I whispered urgently.

He smirked. “Are you coming or not?”

“I-”

Ryan turned and started walking in a different direction, not waiting for my response. He didn’t even spare a glance to make sure I was following him.

After standing there stunned for a moment, I quickly ran to catch up. I thought he was taking me to one of those private bathrooms on campus, the ones where only one person could enter at a time. So I was confused when he blew right past one and kept walking. “Where are you taking me?” I asked him.

“You’ll see,” he said.

A minute later, he turned and opened the door to an empty lecture hall.

“Ryan!” I half whispered.

“What’s the matter? This isn’t private enough for you?”

“Of course not!” I looked around the room. It was one of the larger halls on campus, with over 200 seats going all the way to the back of the room. And we stood right at the front.

“Chill out,” my boyfriend said. “There’s no one here, and there won’t be anyone here for hours.” He took a step closer, and I could feel myself getting hornier despite my reservations. He dropped his backpack to the ground, then grabbed my hand.

“Ryan…”

“Shhh,” he hushed. He leaned closer. I closed my eyes. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Then my boyfriend’s lips touched mine.

I couldn’t help myself. My hands went to the back of his head, running through his hair as I kissed him back, the two of us making out in the empty lecture hall. There was tongue. Heavy petting. Soon enough we were all over each other, and that could only lead to one thing.

“Let me suck your dick,” I breathed, pulling back from our kiss. My dick strained wildly in its cage, yearning to be free. I knew he wouldn’t be letting me out today, but I hoped to at least play with Ryan’s cock instead.

My boyfriend chuckled. “Oh, so now you wanna get risky?”

I glanced at my feet, feeling embarrassed. “Yes,” I admitted sheepishly. “I’m just so horny, Ryan. You know that. You’re the one in control, after all.” I looked up at him then, staring into his beautiful eyes.

He stared a moment longer, contemplating what to do with me. Every second that passed felt like an eternity, with me desperately hoping I’d get to suck his dick. “Show me the cage,” he finally said.”

I swallowed, feeling excited but nervous given our location. “Okay,” I said softly. With shaking hands, I reached down and lowered the front of my pants. My underwear were soaked with precum, and my small dick bulged against the walls of its cage. It was a humiliating sight.

Ryan whistled when he saw it. “Damn, James. I knew you were horny, but I didn’t think you were that horny.” He dug in his pants and whipped out his dick, dropping the waistband just below his balls.

“Fuuuck,” I breathed. My eyes were locked on his dick. His beautiful, gigantic, massive…

“Like what you see?” Ryan teased. He grabbed his cock and shook it playfully. “Much bigger than yours, isn’t it? Even without the cage holding you back.” He was right; not even fully hard, yet he already dwarfed me.

I nodded, still staring at it. “So much bigger,” I muttered.

“It makes sense that you’d be caged then, doesn’t it? When there’s a much bigger dick to serve, there’s no need to use your own.” Ryan continued to grow harder until his dick swelled up to its full size.

My cheeks burned with humiliation, but my dick loved every word that came out of his mouth. “Yes,” was all I could say. I reached forward to grab his dick, eager to serve, just like he said.

“Hold on,” he interrupted. “Not so fast.”

I pulled my hand away. “What’s the matter?” I thought I did something wrong, but when I looked up at him he was grinning again.

“I like seeing you so desperate. As much as I want your lips wrapped around this fat cock… maybe I’ll make you wait.”

“No! Please!” Just like that, I was begging for a taste of his dick. “Please don’t make me wait. I’ll do such a good job sucking your dick, I promise. I’ll swallow every last drop of cum you give me!”

With a light chuckle and a shake of his head, Ryan turned me down. “That’s exactly what I mean. Desperate… Horny… It’s kind of cute, really.” He grabbed his dick and began to idly stroke it. I could do nothing but watch.

Both our dicks were out; mine in its cage, his in his hand. He continued jerking off, gradually getting faster as time passed. Right in front of me, yet still out of reach.

“Please,” I begged again. “I just wanna suck it, Ryan.” His dick was tantalizingly close. If I could just drop to my knees…

“No,” he said firmly.

“What if I-”

“No.” There was an air of finality in his voice, so I let it go.

He owned my dick, that much I knew. He controlled if and when I got to cum. But I didn’t realize there would come a time when I couldn’t even pleasure him instead. A time when I’d have to step back and watch, desperate but unable to do anything about it. It was worse than I could’ve imagined. And like the genius that he was, he made me even hornier than I thought possible. I was practically drooling over his cock. In fact, my caged dick was drooling in its own way, leaking out precum and forming a pathetic puddle in my underwear.

The lecture hall was silent, save for the beating rhythm of Ryan jerking himself off. His balls swung back and forth while his hand rose and fell, bringing him steadily closer to the edge. It was mesmerizing to watch. His hand barely took up half of his length, whereas my hand would cover my entire dick - if I were free, anyway. All the while he carried on, occasionally grunting, then more frequently as time went on.

“I’m getting close,” he eventually muttered. “Come here.”

I stepped closer, with my cage still exposed.

“Fuck, James. I’m gonna- oh fuck!” Ryan’s dick exploded in his hand, shooting his load all over my caged cock.

“Fuuuck, Ryan,” I whispered.

He grabbed me by the shoulder for support, his other hand still furiously beating his dick. Cum continued to spray out of him, rope after rope landing onto my dick. It was partly degrading, partly humiliating, and all hot as hell. I was harder than ever - or at least, harder than I’d ever been in the cage.

“Holy shit,” he said when he was finished. He was smiling from ear to ear. He slipped his dick back into his pants, letting the waistband snap back into place. “That was fucking hot.”

“No kidding,” I replied. I looked down at the mess that was my cum-covered, caged dick. I pulled up my pants, trapping the embarrassing sight in my underwear.

Ryan shouldered his bag again, then leaned in and pecked me on the cheek. “Well, I guess I’ll see you back in our room!” he said cheerfully. “Enjoy spending your next class covered in my load!” Then he made for the door, leaving me extremely horny and wondering when I might be allowed to cum next.