Locked for Life
Copyright© 2025 by SlumberingToad
Chapter 5
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - A romantic proposal with a twist... a cock cage instead of a ring.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Reluctant Romantic Gay Fiction DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Anal Sex Masturbation Oral Sex
“I can’t believe we’re engaged!” Jason said excitedly. Just a half hour ago, he was filling my ass with his cum. Now we were at a fancy restaurant, sitting across from each other, all smiles.
“Me neither,” I said. I raised my glass, and he did the same. “Cheers!”
“Cheers,” Jason said in agreement. “To a wonderful marriage to come.” Our glasses clinked, and we both sipped our wine. As he placed his glass back on the table, Jason added, “Or to not cum, in your case.”
My cheeks turned red as I looked around, making sure no one had heard. “Jason!” I whispered frantically.
“What?” he said nonchalantly. “Don’t act like you don’t enjoy being embarrassed. Besides, it’s true. When you agreed to marry me, you agreed to be locked forever.” He smiled, fishing out the chain around his neck and showing me the key to my cage before tucking it back into his shirt.
Before I could reply, the waitress came back to our table. “Hey folks! How are we doing here?”
“Wonderful!” I said, though I was unable to make eye contact with her. My face was flushed with embarrassment.
“Great,” she said. “I’ll be back in a few minutes with your food.” She walked away, checking in on her other tables.
“That was close,” I said with relief.
“What’s the matter? You don’t want anyone to know about your caged dick? Or wait, are you worried someone will hear about my cum that’s still inside you?” Jason smiled, completely unbothered, swirling his wine before taking another sip.
“Shh! Would you keep it down?” My dick was straining in its cage, struggling to get hard. I could feel myself leaking into the jockstrap, the sticky wet precum forming a wet spot in the pouch.
“Oh relax, Grant.” Then Jason’s face changed, his eyebrows raising with a sudden realization. “Wait. Are you hard right now? I mean, not hard, but whatever your sad version of that is?”
I nodded shamefully.
“This is great!” he said. “It’s only been a week and you’re already this pent up? We’ve got years ahead of us!”
My heart pounded in my chest. Years ... That was a long time. Then it hit me. It wasn’t just a few years we were talking about; this was the rest of my life! The rest of my life without orgasm, without being able to so much as touch my dick. I hadn’t thought that far ahead. How could anyone live like that? How could *I* live like that? Though despite my dread, I was also incredibly turned on by it all. My dick throbbed in its cage, reminding me of something critical: I liked it. A sense of relief swept over me as I came to terms with my situation. This wouldn’t be easy, but it would be worth it. “I can’t wait,” I said, smiling at my fiancé.
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