chapter 2

I couldn’t get to sleep that night, the shame and my aching stomach keeping me awake, but that was the least of it. I couldn’t remember the last time I went to sleep without jerking off. It was agony, my cock straining in the cage that was far too small and felt like it was getting tighter by the second. I’d gone online and ordered every chastity device that looked remotely like it as soon as I got home. Surely the keys aren’t unique and one will fit, they’ve got to be, it’s so tight there no way to cut it off. I was awake for so long I started to get hungry too. My Dad found me in my boxers at 3am making a sandwich, we scared the crap out of each other, it wasn’t until I was upstairs I realised the cage shows through my boxers. It was dark, he was tired… God I hope he didn’t notice, he doesn’t even know I’m gay yet…
Eating helped, but it made me think back to being tied up, being fed, I strain against my cage again. That’s probably exactly what he wanted, keep me so horny so I’ll go back. Well I’m not going back. I won’t. I refuse.
I made it two days before I was tied up in his apartment again. I’d messaged him begging for the key, none of the keys for the devices I’d bought worked. I offered him money, said I’d do anything, he told me all I had to do was come over and eat. The first day I told him to fuck himself, I blocked him. The next day I unblocked him, begged again, asked if I could come over. He told me he was feeding another pig who knew his manners and I’d have to wait until the next day. He told me if I blocked him again I’d wait another week. I spent the whole day blaming myself, and thinking how I should have just gone and let him feed me so I could get out of this cage.
I had big plans for everything I’d say when I saw him, I was going to give him a piece of my mind for making me wait so long, making me agree to this. I forgot everything the second he opened the door. He didn’t say anything, just took me in with those eyes and a knowing smile, he gestured for me to follow him then to undress. As he fastened the restraints he’d occasionally nudge my cage, I don’t think it was by accident. I could see him grinning as my cock struggled against the metal, God, why did this turn me on so much, what’s wrong with me? After taking far too long checking each restraint he finally released my cage, it felt so good to be free . “Well at least someone’s happy to see me” he laughed, stroking my cock, it didn’t take long before I was moaning, almost at the edge then- the doorbell. “Oh I almost forgot, sorry.” He left me bucking against the restraints, begging for release. He returned soon with two large pizza boxes. He sat down in front of me, watched my eyes as I realised who they were for. “I can’t eat those”. He took my cock in his hand with a firm grasp, leaning in. “You told me you want to cum, and you need to earn that pig, you want to cum don’t you?” I nod emphatically. “Good.”. He lifts the first slice to my mouth, holding it just far enough away I have to lean to bite it, he watches grinning.
I’m half way through the 2nd pizza when I reach my limit, it’s worse than the first time, it feels like my stomach is going to explode, I can barely speak, only moaning and gurgling as he keeps playing with my cock. “Oh is that it for today?” he asks peering down at me, a little disappointed. I nod, for a moment I think I’m going to throw up but it’s just a loud burp. He laughs. “You really are a pig aren’t you? But you did more than I expected. I think you deserve a reward” His hand starts to jerk back and forth quicker, can’t help but moan, punctuated by another burp, I’m close, closer- almost there then- He stops.
“You know, I’m not sure this is going to work out” he says suddenly. “Once every three days, with your metabolism, that’s just going to take too long. I was hoping this would bring you here faster.” He holds up the torturous little cock cage that’s been the bane of my life for the last few days. “You’re what, 19? Surely you need release more often than that?” he asks, I reluctantly nod. “Well, you did agree to be in this cage, but I don’t think your schedule works for me. But I’ll let you earn the key for it, if you let me set the schedule” I look up eagerly. “Oh that got your attention didn’t it”.
His hand started stroking again. “I’ll give you the key and you’ll be free in one month, but I want you for one hour first thing in the morning and one hour in the evening too” He squeezes my balls. “Look how pent up you are, you’ll definitely need two sessions a day.” He keeps stroking, the other hand caressing my stomach, his eyes don’t leave mine. “A month? I can’t…” I start to say, his grip tightens, he goes faster, faster, and then stops. “You’re right, let’s wait for you to go soft then I’ll lock you up, and you can come back again whenever suits you”. My cock pulses with desire, twitching in the empty air, begging for a touch, so close to the climax I’ve been begging for. He just watches as slowly I start to go limp. “Please, you said I could cum” I beg. “I said if you finished, you’ve wasted almost half a good pizza, pig”. He grabs my balls and starts fondling them, my cock twitches. “It’s a shame, you look pent up, and these look like they could do with draining twice a day, you do seem to enjoy it…” His eyes flick up from my cock to my eyes and he waits… He knows my answer before I say…. “Ok, I’ll do it, just let me cum”. He grins. “You’re sure?” I nod.
His hand starts slowly jerking me off, blue eyes piercing mine. “If you skip a session I add a week, you understand? Twice a day every day starting tomorrow at 7am” I nod. “You understand pig?” he leans in, I feel his breath on my neck. “I understand, please let me cum.” His strokes quicken. “Tell me you’re a pig.” He breathes. “I’m a pig” I moan as I feel myself getting close. “Tell me you’re my pig” he whispers in my ear. “I’m your pig, I’m your pig, I’m your-“ He silences me with a kiss. His tongue pushes into my mouth, exploring, wrapping around my tongue. It sends me over the edge and I enter bliss, he pushes me back in my restraints, lips pushed against mine as my whole body trembles, his hand doesn’t stop, draining every ounce of pleasure out of this moment. It’s almost too much to bear, I shut my eyes tight but still see stars as the pleasure wracks my body. Finally he relents, hand slowing, his lips leaving mine, I open my eyes to see his smile, his hand traces up and caresses my slick and bulging stomach. He leans in as if to kiss me, I mirror his motion, he stops and the restraints hold me back, he grins then plants a delicate kiss on my lips. “You’ll be a good pig, this is going to be a fun month”. I feel the familiar cold metal press against my cock, he watches my discomfort. “Don’t worry, not for too long” he winks and starts to loosen my restraints.
It’s only a month I tell myself, I can get through that… I watch the muscles flex under his shirt and bite my lip, there’s worse guys to be stuck doing this with I guess. He pats me on the butt as I leave making me blush and my cage twitch. “7am, don’t be late, tomorrow the real fun starts”. I’m equal parts dread and excitement, I doubt I’ll sleep tonight, but I know for sure that I’ll be back in the morning. All I have to do is last a month then I’m free. Just one month. Or so I thought.