The Locked Swimmer 4

Everyone in this story is 18+.

I kissed him back, locking lips without hesitation. I didn’t know if this was a spur of the moment thing or something more, but for the time being I simply gave in to him.

Cooper pressed his body to mine, pinning me up against the wall. Our skin touched, with me naked and him almost so. I felt his hand graze my thigh, then a second later it was on my dick.

“Mmmm,” I moaned. This was way better than jerking off. I put my hands behind his head, running them through his thick brown hair. I tugged it gently, then let my fingers trace his muscled back. I explored downward, grabbing his ass and squeezing it. Desire took over. After admiring him for so long, and now finally having him, I planned to make the most of this.

Next thing I knew, Cooper’s tongue was in my mouth. It brushed against mine, forcing it back, like a battle over ground that I was losing. Part of me was still in disbelief, but I wasn’t going to question it. All along he continued to stroke me, his hand jerking my dick as he pressed his bulge against my thigh.

He finally pulled away from the kiss, panting to catch his breath. “Nate,” he whispered, staring into my eyes.

“Please don’t stop,” I said. The feeling was unreal. Not just the stroking, but the emotional rollercoaster of making out with my best friend. I looked back into his eyes, then lowered my gaze to his lips. I wanted him to kiss me again.

He bit his lower lip nervously. “Is this okay?” he asked.

I took a leap of faith, leaning forward and kissing him back.

From there, it was a race to the finish. My hands were all over Cooper: one on his ass, the other on his chest. He stroked my cock even faster, steadily building towards the inevitable. I could feel myself getting close, nearing the edge, ready for him to take me past it. I started thrusting my hips slightly, desperate to cum.

Cooper was rock-hard now. I could feel him grinding against me, rubbing his dick on my thigh. He was enjoying this as much as I was.

He was going even faster now. I was almost there. Closer. Closer. Until…

“Oh fuck!” I said, breaking the kiss as my dick exploded in his hand. Cum sprayed across the locker room floor, one spurt after another, white ropes painting the ground. My legs tensed up as pleasure coursed through me. I began to shake, grabbing onto Cooper for support. The intensity was like nothing I’d ever felt.

I was breathing heavily by the time it was over. With Cooper’s help, I sat down on the bench to catch my breath. “That was incredible,” I told him. I was grinning from ear to ear.

“Happy to help,” he replied. He smiled to himself, shaking his head. “I’m glad I could make your last orgasm a good one. It’s gonna be a long time before you get to cum again.” He reached over and lifted the cage, getting ready to put it on me. “Last chance,” Cooper said.

Right. That’s what this was all about. I looked down at my dick, hanging limply between my legs. Now that I had finished, it was quickly deflating. I glanced up at my friend, saw the eager look on his face, and knew I didn’t have a choice. “Go for it,” I said.

Cooper crouched down in front of me and got to work caging my dick. He took the base ring first, slipping it around my dick and balls. Then came the actual cage. The metal felt cold against my skin as he pushed my dick into it. Now that I was soft, it was an easy fit. With that in place, he was able to align the parts and set the lock in place. Finally, he took the key and placed it in the lock. Cooper glanced up at me, looking thrilled. Then he turned the key and pulled it back out.

He stood up and took a step back, admiring his work. “How does it feel?” he asked.

“It feels… comfortable.” I rose from the bench, moving around to see what it was like.

“That’s great!” he said.

I watched as Cooper turned to his locker, then pulled out his bag. He dropped the key inside, and I watched it disappear. In that moment I realized what I had done. I agreed to lock up my dick, and my best friend held the key. I didn’t know whether to be happy or terrified. All I knew was the key was out of sight, and I no longer had control over when I would get to cum again.

“You should try on your swim briefs,” Coop said. “See how they fit with the cage. Hopefully it’s not too noticeable.”

He was right. I bent down and grabbed my briefs off the ground, then slipped them back on. I was pleasantly surprised with the result. “Not bad!” I said. Everything fit snugly. I could definitely feel it still, but it wasn’t too visible with the speedo on. I’d just need to be a little more careful around the rest of the team from now on. “So… what now? I asked, letting out a nervous laugh.

“What do you mean?” Coop replied. “I’m not gonna make you jerk me off, if that’s what you’re talking about.” He grabbed his bulge, teasing me.

I chuckled. “No, I mean…” Gosh, this was hard to say. “What does this make us?” My heart was racing, but I needed to know.

“Oh,” he said. Coop reached out and took my hand. We were both so nervous. It was uncharted territory for the two of us. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “All I know is that I kind of liked it. A lot, actually.”

“Me too,” I whispered. “I guess we don’t have to decide anything right now. But do you wanna see where this goes?” I asked.

“Definitely,” he replied.

A sense of relief washed over me. I couldn’t believe this was real. “Awesome,” I said. Then I looked at the ground and started laughing.

“What?” Coop asked.

“Umm… we should probably clean this up.”