Locked for Life 15 - Getting ready for our bachelor party

Everyone in this story is 18+.

Time really flies when you’re locked and horny. And by that, I mean time drags on excruciatingly slowly. It’s not easy staying locked 24/7, being denied any sort of release. I closed my eyes and thought back to the last time I had cum. Had it really been ten months already? Ten months ago, when Jason proposed to me with a cock cage. He blew me right there on the beach, giving me one of the best orgasms of my life. And then he locked me up.

Revisiting those memories made my dick swell up. Of course, the cage kept it under control, preventing any real erection from occurring. I took a deep breath and exhaled, refocusing on the task at hand. This weekend was our bachelor party, and I was busy packing our bags.

“Hey, babe!” Jason said suddenly. He strolled into the bedroom and playfully slapped my bare ass.

Oh, right. Jason liked to keep me naked these days. It wasn’t a hard rule, but as of late I was nude about nine times out of ten.

“Hello, love,” I replied.

“How’s the packing coming along?” my fiancé asked.

“Just finishing up!” I said. There were two duffel bags on the bed, one for each of us, stuffed with everything we needed for a fun weekend trip. Jason found a lovely cabin to rent for a few days. It was a secluded spot in the woods, perfect for a couple of gay guys to celebrate their engagement. And maybe get a little wild.

“Awesome,” Jason said. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, his hands moving across my body.

“Fuuuck,” I whispered.

His hands squeezed my chest, then traveled down towards my dick. They traced just above it, then around it, then down to my thighs. So close to touching it, yet so far.

“I’m so horny, Jason.”

“I know,” he replied. He spun me around to face him, then pushed me down onto the bed. I fell back, landing between our bags.

“Please fuck me,” I pleaded. I lifted my legs in the air, presenting my ass to my fiancé. My hands were wrapped around my thighs.

“Begging, are we?” Jason smirked, standing there and admiring my naked body. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone, then snapped a picture. It was a compromising pose, perfectly capturing my desperation.

“What’s that for?” I asked.

“Oh, nothing. Just texting Bobby and Eric about our trip.”

“What?” My heart started racing. “Wait, you didn’t send that, did you?”

“Of course I did! They asked if we were ready for this weekend, so I figured I’d send a quick update.” His phone buzzed in his hand. “Oh! Looks like they responded!”

I immediately felt embarrassed. “What did they say?” I stood and reached for Jason’s phone, but he pulled it out of reach. My fiancé turned away, chuckling as the messages poured in. “Let me see!” I said.

“I’ll let you see,” Jason said deviously. “But first I need you face down on the bed, ass up.”

My dick strained even harder in its cage. I was so. fucking. horny. You have no idea how horny a man can get until he’s been denied release for as long as I have. Without a word, I leaped back onto the bed. I arched my back slightly, with my chest on the mattress, presenting my hole. I didn’t care if he took another picture at this point. I just wanted to be fucked. If I couldn’t cum anymore, I could at least find some pleasure in taking my fiancé’s dick up my ass.

“Mmmm,” Jason said. “Quick to obey. You really are horny.” I listened as he undressed, hearing his clothes hit the floor. I could hear the sound of the lube squirting onto his dick, the noise the bottle made when he placed it on the nightstand. Then he climbed onto the bed. He leaned in close, touching his body to mine. His hard dick pressed between my cheeks. I felt his breath on my neck as he leaned in close and put his lips to my ear. “You get to read these messages while I fuck you,” he said. Then he dropped the phone in front of me.

I reached out and grabbed the phone, eager to see what our friends had said about me. At the same time, Jason slipped his dick inside me.

“Ahhh!” I moaned. Being the designated bottom in our relationship didn’t make it any easier when Jason decided to go in all at once.

“Fuuuuck,” he breathed. He was still on top of me, looking over my shoulder as I held his phone in my hands. “Read those messages, Grant.”

“Yes, Jason,” I whispered. He started slowly thrusting as I began to read.

Holy fuck! Eric said. I’d love to take a turn on his ass.

And that cute little dick, Bobby added. Look at how it’s straining in the cage! How long has it been since he’s cum?

Jason’s cock moved in and out of my hole. As quickly as that initial shock had come, it was replaced with a wonderful pleasure. It felt so good to be filled by him, to feel his cock hitting deep inside me over and over again. It was my only release. I returned my attention to the conversation.

Ten whole months, Jason replied. And the rest of our lives to go.

Fuuuck, dude, Eric said.

You’re really not gonna let him cum? Ever again? Bobby asked.

Never, Jason said.

I was never going to experience an orgasm again. I knew that, but seeing it written out really hit me. “Please cum in me,” I begged.

My fiancé grunted in affirmation. He slammed into me, fucking me much harder now. He was grunting and moaning, bouncing both of our bodies on the bed with each forceful thrust and sweating from the effort. It felt so fucking good.

“Please don’t stop!” I said.

“Keep reading,” Jason forced out between thrusts.

At least you get to cum enough for the both of you! Eric said. And I’m sure all that pent-up desperation must make him super obedient.

You have no idea, Jason sent back.

Yeah? I might need to do something similar for Bobby. Eric said.

Hold on, don’t bring me into this! Bobby texted back.

I was nearly caught up on the messages, and Jason was nearly finished using my ass. “Almost there,” he grunted.

Worth considering ;) Be right back. I’m gonna breed my personal fuck toy, Jason texted.

Send a pic when you’re done! I wanna see that creampie up close! Eric said.

That was the end of the conversation. I felt ashamed. I was the butt of the joke, a pathetic locked sub in a group of free men, each of them laughing at my expense.

My dick tried once more to grow hard. Somehow, despite it all, I was turned on by my predicament. It was such a strange headspace to be in, to be both humiliated and horny for the same reasons. A part of me actually liked all of this.

“Mmmf!” With a final grunt, Jason crashed down and pumped me full of his cum. His cock spasmed and throbbed, each pulse sending another wave of his seed deep inside me.

When he finally finished, he grabbed his phone out of my hands and pushed up off the bed. His cock slipped out, leaving behind a wet and sticky mess of a hole. “What did you think?” he asked.

“Amazing,” I replied. My hole was blissfully humming with the lingering sensation of having just been bred.

“And the messages?” he prodded.

“Also amazing,” I said sheepishly.

“I’m glad. Then I’ll just take one last pic for our friends. Could you spread your cheeks, Grant?”

I happily obliged, grabbing my sweaty asscheeks and pulling them apart. My cum-filled hole was fully exposed. Jason snapped his picture and sent it along to Bobby and Eric. “Can’t wait for our trip!” he said.