I didn’t fuck the boy. I thought about it. I agonized about it. I wanted to, but in the end, I couldn’t.
The first evening, after spending quite some time with my fist in it, I was staring at a beautiful gaping hole and a boy in heat wanting more. A boy I wanted to mark. I’d already put my old Steelwerks on him. The key was right next to the bed, and yet, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
It wasn’t because I didn’t have permission, or because I didn’t want to, or because of the price I would pay. It was because, as I looked at my titanium cock, I realized once again that it was a part of me and removing it would be like removing an arm. Even as we laid together, cages touching, I felt mine was an integral part of me and it struck me deeply that it does not belong to me.
Even on those rare occasions when my cage is removed, I don’t usually take it off. Tripp usually does (and occasionally Sir). Its their cage, and it’s their cock, and I am what I am, a locked man. I need to be locked. I deserve it, and I love it. I feel utterly naked without it. If I looked down and didn’t see the metal, it would look like my cock was missing and I don’t think I would be “me” without it. It’s difficult to describe, but I just don’t see myself as having a free range cock anymore.
I don’t feel emasculated by my cage. Quite the opposite in fact. I don’t see myself as having a useless “nub”. I feel quite powerful locked. When the boy sucked me, even though I couldn’t feel his tongue on my cock, I could see my gleaming titanium dick in his mouth and feel his tongue on my balls. I could face fuck him happily. I get the submissive side of chastity play, and as a scene, it’s quite hot, but it’s not how I feel most of the time. Don’t get me wrong, I love being Sirs locked faggot slave, but that’s just a part of my sexuality. I’m far more dominant than submissive.
That’s not to say my dick didn’t get attention. It certainly did. The pup kept me hard most of the time the entire weekend and almost made me come several times. I didn’t come, but I did want it. I did want to explode all over him and cover him in my spunk. He edged me for a while, but I’m on a hair trigger as I hadn’t had an orgasm in more than a month and the pup goes from 0 to 60 in under two seconds. He’s relentless, and I could barely hold it back. I did leak all over the place though, and I came (pun intended) within a hair’s breath of a ruined orgasm more than once. Subtle is not a word I would use to describe that boy (insatiable, yes, but not subtle).
He also played in my ass, but sadly, my ass is out of shape and really tight, and was feeling less than cooperative. My ass was just not really up to the challenge for whatever reason.
I find it interesting that even when I am being dominant, I don’t necessarily want or need to unlock. Most of the locked men I know who switch unlock while topping. I didn’t and did not feel the need or desire to do that. I don’t feel I need necessarily penetrate someone to be dominant, except perhaps with a strap on. Perhaps I’m alone in thinking this, but it seems to be how I feel now. I used to see D/s sex as the Top who fucked or got sucked and the bottom who sucked or got fucked. Now, I realize it’s more a mental and emotional state. I think being locked makes the power exchange even more extreme, as it has to be much more creative and much more in the head than just a physical act. Having your boots licked is just as powerful as having your cock licked, maybe more so. Still, I don’t say I won’t ever fuck someone again, just that it’s not likely. Perhaps with Tripp there, if he removes my cage, I would be more likely to do it. I don’t know.
The long and the short of it is that, despite my not filling the pup’s guts with my loads, or in fact having an orgasm at all, I had an immensely satisfying experience with him, and I don’t feel that I missed out on anything. I don’t think the pup felt that way either, at least I hope not. Perhaps next time I will cover his face or chest or his locked cock with my semen, caged of course. I think that would be quite satisfying as well and my way of marking him with my titanium dick.
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Good stuff. Makes me feel less like a space alien on the chastity scene as a locked Dom who will never let anyone call him a f@g, unless they really want to be laid down flat on the ground.
I love how you handled this situation though specifically. I can’t wait to hear more about the way this develops between you and the pup, and you and Trip honestly. The way that I have found I can get into the subspace is by having given my caged boy my own dick, as he gave me his – and more. He has the ability to make me submit to him with this. Your exploration, and writings on your findings, are incredibly insightful for me.
Thanks for sharing.
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