Curiosity Has a Price Part 2 alternate part II written by a site-user

Author: jeffdavis3223
Title: Curiosity Has a Price Part 2 (alternate part II written by a site-user)
Date: 08 March 2010

It's been two weeks now. I've been denied access to my cock for longer than I ever bargained for, and the position of my balls in the device never lets me forget it.

Then, with no warning, I get a txt message on my phone telling me to be at the club next Monday at 7 p.m. It's not from the same number he used before - is he a keyholder or my keyholder? - but I know immediately who the message is from.

I'm never interested in sexual matters on Mondays, but it's been two weeks. I'm there at 6:45 waiting in my car, and at 7 I'm knocking at the door. It opens. It's one of the younger bartenders. You know the type. Hairless. NICELY muscular. Never notices or looks at anyone or anything other than as needed to do his job. A total jack off fantasy.

With a complete lack of interest in me, he gestures me to enter and locks the door behind me. Still without saying anything, he points to the stairs to the lower level and walks away. I look at his ass yearningly, but head for the steps.

As I reach the bottom and turn the corner, HE is there.

"Been having a good time," he asks.

"Well, it was more than I expected, but I have been really horny."

"Horny is good," he says. "Come on over here."

He leads me to the back corner, where it's always dark.

"I'm having some friends over. I thought you'd like to party with them tonite."

Well, this was a work night, so I wasn't to sure about that, but it wasn't like he was asking me. He led to a seat, reached around behind my neck, and started kissing me! My cock grew rock hard immediately. Or rather it tried to - with absolutely no success. He continued to kiss me, and I was unable - and completely unwilling - to resist. But the next thing I knew, I found my hand streched to eether side, and he had hancuffed them to two posts, one on each side of me. He drew away.

"Do you like bondage?"

"Sometimes."

"Well I like bondage. A lot."

He then unzipped my jacked and unbuttoned my shirt. Then he undid my belt, unzipped my jeans, and pulled them down slightly. Moving fast, he locked my ankles into two sets of leather padded legirons. I was clothed, but indecent. Worst of all, the chastity device we evident for all to see!

"Oh. I forgot about. Let's see if we can give you a little fun before the party." Then he left and went upstairs.

I was left to set there for the next hour. During that time I heard people come in. They were clearly at the bar upstairs. Several came down and leered or pointed at me, but none approached me.

After about an hour, the guy who'd opened the door - he could not have been more than 19 or 20, came downstairs and sat across from me with a bored look on face.

He told me he'd been given "the key to my predicament" and if I did as was told I would be unlocked. HELL YES!

I told him I'd do anything I had to, I just wanted this thing off me. He gave me a look, and then left without another word.

A few moments later I heard a discussion over at the bottom of the stairs. I could not see who was talking, but it was the keyholder and the bar boy. I could not make out much, but it appeared they were negotiating the price of the bar boy's services. I heard "a hundred" somewhere in the discussion, but a hundred what I had no idea.

Eventually the bar boy came back and told me I would be unlocked and allowed to get off if I sucked his cock. I couldn't believe my ears!

Unfortunately it wasn't to be quite what I expected. Ever since I was 13, whenever I came, I came hard. Once I got off I would feel totally humiliated and wanted nothing to do with sex again for at least a day.

Bar boy wanted a blow job as the price of letting me out, but he wanted it his way. Which was for me to suck my own cum off his cock. In other words, I would get to blow him, but only in a way that would be completely disgusting and humiliating!

But I hadn't gotten off for two weeks and I was ready to agree to anything. I told him, "Yes."

He nodded and unlocked the first lock, and removed the pin. He didn't remove the entire belt, which kinda confused me at first, but since I was already in a state of "hardon rising" I wasn't gonna be asking questions.

He unzipped his pants, pulled out his huge circumcised cock and large, hairless balls, and made sure I had a good look. Then, pulling a padded bench closer so that he could sit in the right position, put his cock up to mind and started to masturbate both of us. I started shooting almost immediately, and moment I did, he moved his hand around the back so that all of my pearly cum dripped down onto his hard cock, and then to his balls.

Just before my last spasm, he stood up and shoved his cock into my mouth. It was huge. It was also disgusting. As usual I was cumming down hard.

I DIDN'T WANT SEX, NOT NOW! But it made no difference to him. Whatever my keyholder had paid him, obviously the boy liked this. He shoved his cock, covered with two week so my cum, right into my mouth.

"Use your tongue on my cock! Alway!" he said. God, no, he wanted me to lick my own cum off his cock. A moment later and his cock was removed, and he presented his balls.

"Clean 'em up. Now." I did. I had to. Once all my warm, salty cum was down my mouth, he reinserted his cock and started pumping wildly. I could breath, but it was only because he liked to pull out ever now and then.

And then it happend. He began pulled out and huge layer of cum landed on my tongue. So he went back in, spreading it around the inside of my mouth. Again and again. Some when down my throat, but all of it covered my tongue and mouth before it did.

Eventually he pulled out. He zipped up his pants, did up his belt, gave me that "faggot" look again, and left.

I was now about as un-horny as a guy could be, felt totally humiliated, and wanted nothing more than the get out of there.

And that's when the guys from upstairs came down and the party really started.