Jack and Doug - Jack is caged

I dozed for a bit, but I was awake and watching him sleep as he slowly began to stir and came awake.  He stretched, arms going over his head, feet extending.  He lay naked on the bed and I lay beside him watching.  As with a lot of men, his hand reached down to adjust the boys and he stopped.  He sat up and looked down, hand still holding the plastic encasing him. He looked again.  Clear plastic enclosed him.  The ring pulled his balls tight. I’m surprised he didn’t notice it as soon as he woke up, but he’d been used well by the two of us all afternoon, after his baseball practice, the poor boy had literally passed out still covered in sweat and cum, he’d sunk into a deep sleep.  Now as he came awake to find his cock caged, he reacted as anyone would.  “What the fuck,” he yelled. 

 We had discussed using a cage and had agreed to try it, as a play item, though, not a lifestyle (at least at first). It was something we’d both wanted to try.  And it was the last surprise from my bag of tricks that I’d brought with me today. In order to surprise him, I’d put it on him when he was still cum covered, even though, I’d known we’d have to remove it right away to clean him when he woke up, but I couldn’t resist the surprise.

 He wasn’t mad, that I’d put it on him, it was something we had discussed but he was mad that he wasn’t awake to watch me do it.  I reached over and kissed him, pulling his body to mine, by the new chain around his neck.  He realized, only then, that there was a chain around his neck.  As our lips touched, our mouths opening to let our tongues explore, he reached a hand up to feel the chain and finding the key there.  He held it and pulled away from the kiss and looked into my eyes. 

“Is this the only key?” he asked. 

“No,” I replied, “I have one too.  If we decide to move forward with caging for play or otherwise, we can each open and lock the cage at will.” And reaching behind me to the nightstand, I picked up my key and pushed him down. 

I reached for his cock and the cage surrounding it and moved to insert the key.

“Wait,” he said, “Are you sure you want to unlock me so soon?”

I explained that I had to put in while he was dirty and we’d need to clean him and the cage before we put it back in place.

“Can’t we leave it just a bit longer?” he asked, sitting up and this time pushing me onto my back.

He moved down my body and took my spent cock into his mouth, only it was as spent as I’d imagined.  I began to harden to his talented mouth’s actions.  His head bobbed up and down on my cock, and I rested my hands on his head, not guiding, just leaving them there for him to feel them in place.

I lifted him off my cock and pushed him back, the tip of his cage was wet with his precum.  I imagine he was feeling tight.  I didn’t ask though.

Lifting his legs, I spit on my cock head and on his ass hole, and slid into him easily.  I slide right to my balls and leaned down and kissed him again.  His cock bounced uselessly in his cage, he reached down to fondle it but could only caress the outside of the cage and bits of skin that poked through.  He continued to leak prodigious amounts of precum.

I had leaned back up and held his legs wide, to give me the full view of his caged cock and his struggle to play with it.  It was such a turn on, for me, that I didn’t last long in his ass.  I pumped several shots into his ass. I allowed myself to soften in his ass, cum leaking out around my cock. I finally pulled out, or dropped out actually, and then I leaned down and licked what I could from his ass. I rose up and we kissed, sharing what remained of my load.  He moaned through the whole kiss.  I reach down and fondled his bound balls (held tight the ring of the cage) and felt the tip through the end of the cage, still we with precum.  I took a fingertip full of that and put it in his mouth as well.

We rested there, for several minutes catching our breaths, and I said, “Okay, it’s time to clean you up.”

I took my key, which had dropped on to the bed, so it took a few minutes to find, and I inserted it to unlock the cage and gently pulled the pieces off.  I kissed the tip of his cock when it was fully free, then took his hand and led him to the bathroom.  We showered together, soaping, and rinsing each other. The caressing and body contact had an impact on him, and his cock rose to its full length. That big bulbous head standing majestically on his shaft.  I couldn’t resist and he’d been teased enough over the last half-hour or so, so I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth.

He lasted about 30 seconds after my mouth closed around him and he shot burst after burst into my throat.  I drank it gladly. Standing up, we kissed again, and he tasted the remnants of his load on my tongue.  We finished our shower, then I cleaned the cage and Jack returned to the bedroom, and pulled the sheets off the bed, he through those directly into the wash and started a load, then together we remade the bed.

As we snuggled, in bed, Jack wrapped in my left arm, I took the cleaned cage and placed it on his chest.  I’d put key back on the night stand when we went to shower. 

Jack picked up it and looked at the clean clear plastic.

“Do you really want me to put this back on?” he asked.

“I want you to do what you feel comfortable with,” I replied. “Yes, it was a turn on, but also limiting, I like to make you cum and if you can’t because your caged, it does take something away for me but at the same time, that you would submit that much to me, to my needs, is such a huge turn on.”

I looked at him, looking up at me, “So I will leave it up to you. I know that’s not controlling but I think in this we both need to be in agreement.”

Jack thought for a minute then said, “Let’s sleep on it.”

I nodded and said, “That’s fine.” And wrapped around each other, we drifted off to sleep.

I awoke to a tightness on my balls and reaching down, found the cage, firmly locked in place and no Jack. 

We continued that way for a few weeks, each taking turns in the cage.  Jack didn’t really like me in it as, of course, I couldn’t fuck him when I was caged but he did enjoy teasing me.    

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