My Roommate Caged My Dick
Copyright© 2025 by SlumberingToad
Chapter 8
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 8 - A friendly bet between roommates ends with a caged dick.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Gay Fiction School DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Anal Sex First Oral Sex
I came back from class feeling hornier than ever. Sitting through today’s lecture was probably the hardest thing I’d ever done. The entire time, all I could think about was Ryan’s fat, juicy cock. My dick was straining in its cage, leaking like crazy, soaking the front of my underwear. The second our professor dismissed us, I practically sprinted back to the dorms.
I forced my room key into the lock, nearly dropping it from how distracted I was. Horny no longer described how I felt; I was desperate.
The door swung open, and to my surprise and disappointment, Ryan wasn’t there. Normally by this time, he’d already be back from class. I was hoping he’d use my throat for his own pleasure, or maybe my ass. Or maybe if I was really lucky, he’d even let me cum...
I let my backpack slip off my shoulder before removing my clothes, thinking to give Ryan a nice surprise to return to. A pent-up, naked roommate - no, boyfriend - ready to perform whatever act he desired. I still couldn’t believe we were dating. I suppose these things normally go the other way around: usually you start dating someone before you let them control your dick. Still, I wasn’t complaining.
Fully nude, I plopped down on my bed and set my eyes on the rock-hard dick I was unable to do anything with. Precum continued to drip out the head, making a wet and sticky mess in between my legs. It clung to my leg hairs and coated my balls, making for a pretty embarrassing image. I sighed, not sure what to do with myself until my boyfriend returned. My arms stretched behind me, propping me up as I gazed across our room. And that’s when my eyes settled on Ryan’s desk.
My heart skipped a beat. I shouldn’t. I really shouldn’t. But fuck, I was horny.
I pushed off my bed. My feet hit the carpet. My dick swelled to the max, leaving no space left inside the cage. Ryan was already late; maybe he wouldn’t be back for a while still. I tentatively walked toward his desk, my heartbeat louder than ever. My hand reached for his drawer; the one where he kept the key to my cage. With a deep breath, I pulled it open and found exactly what I was looking for.
I cast another glance at the door. Fuck, this was so stupid. I should just wait for him to get back. I should be a good locked boy and wait for my boyfriend. He’s the one who owns my cock; I shouldn’t even be having these thoughts.
My dick said otherwise. Though I tried to fight it, the horniness won out. I snatched up the key, shut the drawer, then ran back to my side of the room.
I felt the pulse in my chest, the sweat on my palms, the nervous fear as I kept shooting looks to the door. Maybe if I made it quick, he wouldn’t ever have to know. Yeah, that’s it. Just a quick release, then back in the cage.
I swallowed, then inserted the key into the lock. It turned, then popped open of its own accord, my growing boner forcing the cage open now that nothing was holding it in place.
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