Herding Cats...

Have you ever noticed how mocking a blank screen can be? You have all these ideas meandering through your mind, coming together, then drifting apart. I have a good grasp of how I want the story to go, but keep getting sidetracked about these boys' history together. Where they come from, how they got together, and how one ended up locked for the mutual pleasure of both. In addition, there's -other- stories floating around in my head, some of which have nothing to do with chastity.

I've started on part 3 four times now, and deleted and started over as many times. I'm my worst critic.

Enough bitching. Back to that mocking blank screen.

Cheers,
Rogin

Caffeine and Cock Locks

Just a brief update. I'm now on day 17. The skin along side of my sack is still tender since my disastrous adventure with the smaller ring, but I'm hoping the irritation will clear up soon. If I don't see an improvement by this coming Wednesday, I may have to unlock and let it heal up a little before going back into lock down mode.

The friend holding my key will be visiting this afternoon so I can unlock, shower with him, clean the device and the bits, but not jerk off, then back into the device. He won't be able to spend much time with me, but I'm debating a trip to the bath house tonight to shock and appall the boys. It always surprises me how many guys seem to get hard just seeing my locked boy bits, lol.

So, this morning, I was up early, well... early for -me-, to meet someone I've been wanting to connect with for awhile now. We had coffee downtown and I really enjoyed his company. Very sexy, and he's into chastity as a keyholder. The longest he's locked a boy has been for a week, but he wants to do longer. The more he talked the more crowded it got in my device. I don't often get hard when locked up, mostly only my night time painful erections, but what he described got a definitive and none too subtle reaction from me. I'm hoping to talk with him more, and possibly, if he's game, help him fulfill his fantasy of having a locked boy. More updates as they happen.

Cheers all!
Rogin

Penis: 1 CB6K: 0

Ok, so it's not what you think. I have -not- cum yet, and it's almost day 14.

*looks at clock*

A long 2 weeks. Lol. So, yesterday, I wanted to try and go down a ring size on my device. The size I was in was fine, but didn't feel -quite- snug enough.

Holy crap! I could -barely- get the bits to fit inside. LOTS of pinching was endured, but I finally got the bits in place. With such a tight fit, that of course trapped blood in my boynub (I'm starting to take a real liking to that term ;P ) making it even more difficult to get the device re-secured.

Finally, I got everything stuffed in, and felt that little thrill once again as the lock went "click." God I love that sound.

This was just before heading off to sleep. I took a shower first, played with some obscenely thick toys, then crawled into bed. I managed to fall asleep relatively easy, but then woke a few hours later, my boys feeling tender and looking a little swollen. I applied more lotion, tugged and shifted things a bit, then tried to get back to sleep. The skin on my sack was feeling a little tender, but after about an hour a fell asleep again.

Only to wake up -again-. This time, the swelling was definitely noticeable. Odd, I thought, I hadn't had this issue ever before, but then I'd never tried to cram myself into that smaller ring before.

After reading the struggles others have had trying to find a good fit, I thought I'd give it a little more time and see if the bits would adjust to the tighter confinement. My balls felt fine, not cold or turning dark. However, there was an issue with pissing. The constriction did cause some post urinal dripping, which was annoying, but I figured I could find some solution.

Till just about an hour before I got off work. I spent a good portion of the day constantly running to the restroom to add more lotion to the increasingly uncomfortable and irritated skin of my sack. On the last trip, I went to add lotion and the ring -snapped-. Apparently I have more meat down there than I've generally given myself credit for having, lol. The skin looked red and irritated along my sack, and the skin on the base of my shaft was raised where it was trapped between the ring and the cage. I'd never had that happen before, and it looked very odd, but faded before I got home.

So I was unlocked for about 2 hours, and, oddly, couldn't wait to get home and lock back up. The thought of using the opportunity to squeeze out a quick one never even crossed my mind till after I heard the lock click.

So I'm back in my established "good fit" ring and the irritation is already gone. I honestly don't think I can go down a size on the post either, but may try that after this current lock up. Right now I'm just happy to be locked again and horny.

Cheers all!
Rogin

New Fiction & Lack of Friction

*growls*

So it's been over a week and a half self locked. I locked up on Wednesday of last week, and only unlocked for a little while yesterday to go in for a waxing appointment. Busy as I've been, it hasn't been too bad, but god -damn- I'm feeling the pressure. It was so hard not to do anything while unlocked, but a friend who's also self locked has resisted the urge, so I did too. Thanks for the nudge to behave cody.

So the waxing went well, though I remember now why it's been almost a year since I've done it. Ow, ow, ow, ow. I get light hair on my back, and I hate it, so I did the back, shoulders, and decided to do a Brazilian wax. The odd thing? Having hair ripped out of my junk doesn't hurt nearly as bad as the hair over my shoulder blades. I don't get that. But I'm smooth now, relocked, and feeling a little like I have blue balls.

As for the fiction, I refuse to try to type it out on my cell phone. Lol. As such, my time has been limited, and sitting down on the laptop to write hasn't been easy, but I'm trying to -make- time to continue the story. I'm going to make an effort to release at least one part every other week if I can. It's turning out to be harder than staying locked up. 0.o

As always, feedback is appreciated, and seriously wanted.

Cheers all!

Give Him an Inch and He'll Take a Day. Part 2

I felt him swell and throb between my butt cheeks. Sitting on his lap, his arms around me, stroking my chest and abdomen, and his hips grinding his thick meat between my cheeks and teasingly over my hole, I was all his, no reservations.

He growled softly in my ear, obviously aroused, "God, I could stay like this all night. You feel so good."

I lifted my hips slightly, clenching my glutes and teasing his cock, "I'm good with that too," I chuckled, "I love the way your body feels pressed to mine, and the way you feel inside me."

He nibbled deftly at my left earlobe, thrusting and sliding back and forth over my hole, teasing me and driving me to deeper depths of arousal. My balls ached with the need to release, to get off, but I knew our adventures this evening would ensure it would be a long time before they would.

And somehow, that just made me hornier.

"Let's not keep the guys waiting," he murmered in my ear, lightly tracing the rim of it with the tip of his tongue as he began to lift us both to our feet.

That's when the cool air hit. Jeezus! My nipples immediately hardened and my balls desperately tried to pull up, causing a twinge of pressure and pain as they were stopped by my device. We both scrambled to get back inside, laughing and jostling our way back through the door like a couple of boys.

Once inside, we moved out of the doorway and into the shower area, and the sub in me automatically kicked in. I began drying Scott off with his towel, paying special attention to his butt and groin. I couldn't resist, there on my knees, right in the entryway to the exterior patio and showers, and I sucked his cock deep into my mouth.

He let out a hoarse moan of pleasure as I drew him in to the base. He spread his legs, giving me better access and everyone else in the place a view of my locked bits as I knelt, legs apart, in front of him.

He began to thrust, sliding in and almost all the way out. I played my tongue over the rigid shift as he fucked my mouth, struggling not to gag on his girthy meat. I let my teeth graze tentatively over his flesh as he thrust, and his moans got louder, now drawing a decent crowd.

Thank god he likes a little bit of teeth, as thick as he is, I doubt I'd ever be able to do this for him without my teeth scraping the tender skin once and awhile.

I caught an occasional glimpse of the room beyond us, guys were stopping and watching us with rapt interest. Many of them pulling on their own hardening cocks.

Scott's dick was solid as steel, already primed by the teasing he'd done to me outside, and I knew he wouldn't be able to hold out long, nor did I want him to. I tilted my head, and twisted as I took him. Lapping, licking, swirling, sucking hard then letting him thrust with abandon till I could hold my breath no longer.

After several minutes of this brutal face fucking, I nibbled my way down his shaft, taking him to the base. I reached up with one hand, gripping his butt and keeping him lodged down my throat, the other encircling his balls, pulling down slightly and stroking them with my thumb.

Scott growled with lust, pressing himself into me hard, my view of the gathering voyeurs blocked by his sexy belly. I bit down on the base and squeezed his balls a little harder, knowing how much he enjoyed it.

His growl turned to almost a whimper, an animalistic sound of pure need. I began to make swallowing motions, milking the head of his cock with my throat as I bit down a little harder and pulled a little more insistently at his nuts.

Despite his cock being trapped by my teeth he started humping at my mouth, and I began to tug lightly at his trapped dick, swirling my tongue lovingly over the rigid meat.

I squeezed his balls harder, and his hands gripped my head, one at the back of my neck and the other along the side, twining his fingers and gripping my hair. I released his cock from the vicious grip my teeth had him in and he pumped his hips erratically. I knew he was close, and could feel him swell and throb in my mouth.

He grunted, slammed his cock deep and began to cum. I could feel his hot spunk flood my throat, the volume and pressure impressive, even for him. He pulled out his spit slicked cock and sprayed the last couple jets over my face.

Pulling me to his feet and wrapping me in his arms, we kissed. My cock twitched and swelled uselessly in my device as he bit and nibbled at my lower lip.

Both of us, gasping and short of breath, turned to head for our room. Apparently our little show had been a hit. A crowd of 18 or so guys stood around us, some cleaning up a mess of their own, others obviously inspired by my performance, on their knees and working over a lucky cock of their own.

Scott and I laughed quietly as we headed into the depths of the bath house and back to our room. It was beginning to look like this would be one hell of a night.

Give Him an Inch and He'll Take a Day. Part 1

"You look ravished."

I was laying on the bed, face down, naked, face buried in my pillow. I had no doubt I looked a mess. We'd been at it for hours at that point. I chuckled and rolled onto my back, looking over at him.

Scott had just walked back into the room from the bathroom, still gloriously nude himself. He looked amazing. The sliver chain with the key, -my- key, hanging around his neck, catching the light and taunting me.

He flopped down on the bed next to me, curling up along my side. He draped one arm over my torso, and a leg over mine, his knee high and pressing into my trapped balls. He laid his head down on my chest, his breath warm on my skin. "It's a good look for you," he teased.

Amazingly, even after nearly two solid hours of sex, he was hardening again. I could feel it pressed into my thigh.

I looked down in disbelief and laughed, "You've got to be kidding, how the -hell- do you DO that?"

A mischievous grin spread across his face, "Must be all those leafy greens." He lifted his knee, adding more pressure, and a bit of pain in my nuts.

I moaned softly and closed my eyes, savoring the sensations he brought out in me. I felt his hand slowly trail down my abdomen, lightly stroking the hair of my treasure trail, down, down further, and I caught my breath. Then his hand stopped, gripping and playing with the lock on my cb6000.

"Two weeks. You feeling it?"

"Oh, god yeah. Especially with all the wicked things you've been doing to me," I laughed.

"Oh, the wickedness has just begun," a sly grin in his voice, "You mentioned something a couple months back that I've been saving for just such an occasion. How would you feel about a field trip?"

I opened my eyes. He was staring intently into my eyes, but with that boyish grin that made it oh-so-hard to resist him, key or no key.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, feeling a little apprehensive.

"Well, you wanted to push your limits, and I think I know just the way to do it. I think we ought to take a little trip to the bath house," He said as he lightly stroked my compressed balls.

I think I growled or made some other nonsensical reply, my eyes fluttering shut again.

"I'll take that as a yes," he chuckled as he got up, pulling me up with him.

We dressed quickly, packed a toy bag, and headed off to the bath house.

When we arrived it was already pretty busy. Guys of every age, build, shape, and cock size wandered around the place naked or in just a towel around the waist. We headed for our room, a "deluxe" number with a sling and a larger bed. I had a pretty good idea of what he had in mind, but was going to let him fill me in as he saw fit.

We stripped, and he took my towel from me and led me from our room to head for the outdoor area and the hot tub, taking the long route to make sure the guys would get a good look at my locked bits. I was wearing the chrome finish CB, so it gleamed and caught all the dim light of the place as we navigated our way outside. Anyone seeing us would easily work out just what that key around Scott's neck was for.

Despite how busy it was inside, there wasn't anyone outside. It was a cool and crisp late afternoon in March, so we had the tub to ourselves. We settled ourselves into the gloriously warm water, sinking in to our necks and feeling the cool breeze play over the skin of our faces. It felt amazing, but I dreaded the quick jump from the tub to run back inside when we were done.

"Ok, here's what I'm thinking," Scott began, "You'd mentioned liking the idea of a gang bang before, but said you'd always avoided trying to make it happen because you were concerned some douche bag would try to go bareback and put you at risk."

I nodded slowly, realizing this was exactly where I thought he might be going with this little excursion.

"Here's the catch, though," he continued, "For every inch of cock you take tonight, and we're going to go for at least 4 hours, you have to add a day to your current lock-up. Or... We play, have fun by ourselves, and I unlock you when we get back to the room, but no gang bang."

Well, shit. It's a hell of an offer. He'd keep me safe, making sure the guys used protection, but 4 hours was a long time, and it was a busy night.

Scott must have been amused by my expression because he laughed softly.

"It's a hard choice, Scott," I said slowly, "The gang bang was a serious turn on for me, and honestly, still is. But even 2 or 3 guys could mean weeks more locked up, and more likely it'll end up being months. I just don't know if I can handle that."

He pulled me into his arms, settling me into his lap, his cock already solid as steel and pressed up against my back. To anyone watching us, it might have looked odd. At 6'5" and 220#, I'm a big guy, not fat, but still bigger than Scott. He had a skaterboy look, lean, lithe, and 5'8", almost a head shorter than me. And to add insult to injury, he was hung like a Norse god, a meaty 8 inches and -thick-. And while I my cock, when not confined, was fairly girthy too, it was a modest 6 inches, and a grow-er, not a show-er like his.

But in the water, my weight was negligible, and it felt so good to just be held like that. I knew he was attempting to relax me, and the effort was appreciated.

He kissed along my neck, biting delicately along the length between my ear and my collar, before leaning in and whispering in my ear, "Don't worry sexy beast, I've got enough cock for the both of us. You don't really -need- yours. I'll take real good care of you. Do this for me babe. I want to keep your cock, locked up, and desperate for my control."

He reached down into my lap, squeezing my balls and tugging lightly at my trapped bits, and I moaned. He continued his breathless whispering in my ear, "This is mine, isn't it?" He asked, and I nodded shakily, already almost overcome with desire.

"Good," He growled happily in my ear, "And I wanna make you happy, want to fulfill this fantasy, and want to keep your cock locked up a little longer this time."

That was all it took. I swelled painfully in my device and again nodded, numbly, my brain feeling hazy with all the lust and excitement coursing through me.
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Thus ends part 1. This part was left intentionally lacking any graphic content. No worries though, plenty of graphic goodness to come in Part 2. Feedback please! Constructive criticism welcome, in fact, sincerely wanted. Cheers!

Supply and demand.

I must be moderately masochistic. I look at porn while locked.

One thing I've noticed though, or rather noticed a -lack- of, is gay chastity porn. Perversely, seeing this porn while locked is a sure fire way to set my balls to "boil".

So why is this? I've seen a ton of really great looking locked guys, and chastity seems to be a more common kink these days. It seems odd to me that there isn't more out there. Am I missing a treasure trove of gay chastity porn, or is it really just not out there?

Cheers,
Rogin