Logan and Max knelt outside of the room, struggling to contain their giggles. On the other side of the door, oblivious, slept Liam.

"Okay, quiet! The video is going live," whispered Logan, his platinum blonde hair gleaming in the moonlight through the window. He pressed play on the phone mounted to the selfie stick and their movements began being live-streamed for all their viewers to see.

Beside him, Max knelt with a portable welder. "Logan, are we sure about this? Welding his chastity cage permanently shut feels...a little extreme."

"Extreme equals engagement, Max! Think of the views!" barked Logan. "Liam's been slacking on content lately. He needs a good scare to get him back in the game."

"I still think we should have just filled his room with ping-pong balls," Max mumbled.

"That's too lame. This is going to be epic!"

They cracked the door open slowly and crept inside the room. Liam stayed perfectly still on the bed and never stirred. With the amount of roofie Logan had put into his drink earlier, he was practically dead to the world. Logan crept up and slowly moved the blanket off of his body. Liam was wearing only a pair of boxers. Ho slowly pulled them down just enough to reveal what they were after.

Max let out a gasp. "I didn't expect it to be so tiny, it's just a pair of balls. Where is his cock?"

Logan let out a giggle. "It's called a flat cage. It's so pathetic. What kind of beta does that to himself? Society should thank us for removing one from the gene pool."

Max, flipped his welding mask down and started going to work. Sparks flew, illuminating the room around them in bursts of light. The acrid smell of burning metal filled the air.

Liam began to stir.

"He's waking up!" Logan said.

Sweat beaded Max's forehead. He was rushing now, the welder humming furiously. He finished the last bit just as Liam began to awaken. He shot up with a start and looked around at them. Logan moved to the doorway and flipped on the light.

Liam looked around confused, first at Logan, then at Max, then down at the welder Max was holding, and then down to his cage. His expression changed from tired confusion to sheer panic.

"Guys? GUYS! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!"

He grasped at his balls and pulled at the cage. He twisted harder and harder, but he knew it wasn't going anywhere. He faced up at Logan and Max, on his face an expression of helplessness.

"Oh, no. Please, god, no."

Panic ignited inside of him. Realizing the full extent of what had just happened, Max began frantically searching for something, anything, to help. As he did so, the notification bells from the live stream started pinging.

"You...you welded my cage shut?" Liam said, his voice pathetic and whiny.

The silence was deafening.

"Oh, my god!" Liam exclaimed. "You did it. You welded my cage shut." He curled up on the floor in the fetal position.

"Relax, it's just a prank, bro," Logan said.

"Yeah," Max agreed, "We just wanted to, you know, spice things up."

Liam took a deep breath. "Yeah, you've certainly spiced things up. I'll never cum again."

Logan ran out of the room and returned a moment later carrying a bag.

"No," he said, a predatory smile spreading across his face. "That's why I got you this."

He reached into the bag and removed a dildo and container of lube.

"You'll just have to get used to cumming this way from now on. He burst out laughing. It wasn't a happy laugh, it was the kind of laugh that bordered on hysterical.

"Oh, my god!" Liam sobbed.

"Relax," Logan said, "It's just a prank, bro."

Later that night Logan walked back to his house with the livestream still recording.

"All right, guys. This has been the most popular livestream we've ever had! If we get 5 million new subscribers before tomorrow, we'll go even more extreme. What would you guys like to see us do to Liam next? Feminize him? Castrate him? Let us know in the comments down below, and we'll see you next time!"