Day 1

As I was driving home from the Dad’s house, I was there just in time to see my new cage get delivered! I was so excited I put it on right away.

Spent the rest of the day teasing myself, watching porn, trying to show off the cage to strangers on Omegle, and chatting with daddies on Grindr.

That night I had friends coming over to my house so nothing too exciting happened, besides the thrill of wearing my cage secretly around them all. The next morning is where things get fun.

I’m already a horny mess, I usually jerk off almost twice a day, and I always masturbate at home after a hookup, but I didn’t do that with the Dad cause I was so eager to put on the cage. All my friends are still asleep in my living room while I am chatting with this daddy who is very close to me. I’m sending him slutty pictures of my cage, he is teasing me in the most perfect way. Keeps telling me we should meet up, but I don’t know what to do about my friends.

Eventually I say fuck it, they are all asleep anyway. I leave a note that says I went to pick up breakfast and I head over to this new guys house. He’s an older guy that lives in a large apartment complex. He lets me into his building and leads me into the elevator. Once the doors close he stands behind me, kissing my neck and pulling my pants down just enough that the cage flops over the waistband. He starts to moan in my ear as he plays with the cage. We reach his floor, he punches my ass and tells me to keep the cage out.

I feel a wave of humiliation, shame, and excitement wash over me as I follow this stranger down a long hallway of apartments, constantly looking down to remind myself exactly why I’m the one following. We get to his apartment, he closes the door behind us, and removes the rest of my clothes. He takes my entire cage easily on his hands and walks me over to his couch. He sits down as he removes his shorts and boxers.

It’s always flattering when a guy is already hard for you, but there is something about sucking a guy and feeling him get hard in your mouth that just feels amazing. I slowly started to lick his balls and watch as his cock grew and grew until it was bigger than my face.

He stats to pull me by the hair to really fuck my throat. My eyes start to water, I am gagging uncontrollably, my clit is twitching in its cave. Sucking cock has never felt this good. He eventually comes to a cold stop.

“oh no! Faggot your crying! Do you need to stop” “No daddy, you can keep going” “I just don’t want to force you into anything it’s okay” “No daddy, your not, I can take it” “You were crying! Really it’s okay” “Daddy please”

He leans forward and grabs me by the neck. “What did you say whore?” “Please keep fucking my throat daddy” He leans back on the couch, “show me that you need it”

I start going wild on his cock, give him the sloppiest head I have ever done, gaging myself as best as I can, begging every time I come up to gasp for air. Someone time in the middle of the begging I can’t help but think of all my friends sleeping at my apartment. All guys who would sooner be caught dead then doing anything even half as pathetic as what I was doing at the moment. The thought disgusted me, and turned me on even more. Daddy grabbed my hair to make me stop.

He had a ball stretcher on, he told me to open my mouth as wide as I could and get both his testicals in at the same time. I had to stretch my jaw so wide to fit them that it hurt a little. After I had them both in my mouth he plugged my nose with his fingers. Directed me to look him in the eye.

“However long you can hold your breath on my ballsack ball gag, I will double, and that’s how long I will fuck your throat again”

He showed me he started a timer on his phone. I did my best to keep a clear head, focus on holding my breath. Eventually it got difficult, I started to flail my legs and cry, this just made him laugh. “Tap out any any time” but I wanted that throat fuck. I held it far longer than I should have. Held it to my head was light. I finally tapped out and was left gasping for air on the ground in-front of him. Fully defeated.

“Looks like you get your throat fucked for a full minute” He got off the couch and picked me up, threw me onto his bed laying on my back with my head coming over the side. “Perfect, just lick my balls while you catch your breath, you will need it” I started to lick his balls I could feel his heavy powerful cock resting on my chin. When he decided I had caught about of my breath the throat fucking resumed.

I think it was because of the air flow to my head but it felt even better this time it was almost euphoric. He was slapping around my cage while he did it, which only made everything worse. “Jesus you’ve only been wearing that thing one day and you’re already leaking so much.” I could feel him lick some of my precum off the cage. I was moaning like the most desperate slut you have ever heard.

After about a minute he pulled out of my mouth and started to stroke over me, he shot his massive load all over my chest and stomach. I laid there for s moment catching my breath looking down at my locked, naked body, covered in a real mans cum. I finally got up and reached for the tissue box by his bed to clean up my chest and stomach. He pulled the box away from me.

“No, no cleaning up, just put your shirt right over it. I want you to smell like the real man that fucked you in-front of them. Who knows maybe if you smell like a real man, it’ll trick them to think you’re a real man!

I did as he said, sent him the video of removing s sticky cum covered shirt as proof, thankfully my friends never said anything. Who knows if they noticed something.

Part 3 will be up tomorrow, gotta catch up before I start sucking more cock this week!