Curiosity has a price

Author: eckie
Title: Curiosity has a price
Date: 07 March 2010

Yet another fetish event was due and a few friends of mine and me decided to attend there. I had been asked by various guys that I regularly chat with if I would be there, an opportunity to finally meet, especially some from overseas, where chances are little usually to meet up easily. So I agreed with a few of them to send an SMS once I was there and would know when I could make some time for meeting up.

We had booked an apartment for the duration and once arrived got settled for the long weekend that we spent in that city. After some extended time in the coffeehouse I thought I could see to meet one of the guys I talked with in the evening then for a beer or two, get a chance to talk in person for once after having chatted many years. I picked the number of one of the three I planned to meet with and sent an according SMS and just minutes after the mobile rang, he called back. after the usual how are you greets he told me that he was already planned for dinner with some of his friends and would only be out to some bars very late, but he also right away invited me to come to his hotel and have a drink in the bar there before he went out, I agreed and after receiving the location I says bye to my friends and went off to a taxi.

It was just a ten minutes drive and after arriving I went to the reception asking for my friend, but he already stood there and greeted me immediately. We then went into the hotel room’s bar and sat on a table in the corner ordering some beers. Obviously many fetish guys stayed in that hotel, given the number of guys running around in gear while we sat there, giving us lots to talk about that matter as well of course. During talk we also picked up on many of the things we regular chatted about, one of them being a very special chastity device I admired for years, but the manufacturer was disappeared from earth years ago, nobody knew how to reach him or where to buy such devices now. It was a device fully made of plastic, the dick between two plastic halves and bent down between the legs while the balls were separated to the right and left of that tube pulled through rings and stood strangely out to the front then. I never could make out the proper locking of working of it, but from the looks and various (endlessly outdated) comments from previous users or customers, it seemed extremely secure and comfortable for long-term wear too. My friend had once a picture of some visitor on his website displaying that one wearing exactly that device, embedded in some sort rubber waist harness to keep it in place, and of course I have to ask him all about it, just to hear that indeed it was for years not possible to get one made or purchased.

The natural follow up now of course was my curious questions if he had thought about that when he packed and eventually would have that device in his luggage and all he did was putting a big grin on his face. He told me that he knew I would definitely come up with questions about that device and has indeed packed it for his trip over here, especially since we talked about meeting up here in this city during this weekend. I could not resist of course to tell him that I definitely will want to see, feel and if he agreed try that device at least one, since he already earlier in chat told me that selling it was no option to him, he enjoyed having the device too much himself. he looked at the watch and told me then that if we went up to his room, I could try it on right now, since there was a little time left before he has to go to his dinner. He did not have to say that twice, I immediately got up and agreed to that...

We went into his room and once inside he told me I should get out of my pants and underwear, he would grab the device in the meantime. I never had troubles to get naked in front of others, especially known others, so got out of my sneaks and jeans and dropped the boxers too, by that time he already stood there with that device in his hands... my boner told him how excited I was about that, but he also then told me that in that stage I would not be able to try it on, so has to definitely get soft again. Not an easy task in that particular moment, I said, so he went to the minibar and came back with a bunch of ice cubes, packed them into a cloth and gave them to me, telling me to sit and rest my dick and balls on that one, which will help. I did as he said and in-between he showed that device to me. it was indeed two parts that snapped together and then kept the dick tightly encased strict bent back between the legs, I felt it, the material was hard plastic yet no sharp edges to feel, especially checked the part where each ball would separately be forced through to either side of the encased dick them. A small bar with a strange looking screw was the locking part, keeping the halves together and he told me that once it is placed proper, it can neither be stripped off, balls cannot be pulled out and with the harness it anyway would be kept in place tight for sure. All in all a device that will prevent touch feel or of course pleasure.

The ice had done its job while he explained and he told me that it was time to try it on before my dick jumps to life again from the excitement I had about the device. I agreed and with his help my package was within a minute encased inside that device, my balls sticking out strangely, just as I had seen it on the images before. he screwed the locking bar into place as well, then I saw that he used a very special screwdriver to make sure it is fastened proper, not a regular screwdriver but some strangely shaped device, something you will not so easy get to buy elsewhere. Then he fitted the strap harness through my legs and around my waste as well, buckling it into place tight enough to fit yet unable to pull it down over my hips. then he showed me two padlocks and looked at me with a questioning face, I laughed and just said that of course, has to be complete, else it is not right. one padlock was fitted on the back, keeping the straps of the harness in place and no longer possible to be opened, the other went into a hole I had not noticed before, right through the device and the bar that kept it locked, so even with the right screwdriver it could no longer be turned and so the device no longer be opened either without keys for the padlock. I told him that is a perfect way to keep it locked, whoever invented it made sure to do a good job there. He just laughed and agreed, telling me that without the key to those locks I will no longer have access, so I better be good to him now. With a laugh I told him to 'make me', we both then laughed again.

I told him I wanted to put my clothes back on to see how visible it was, and he said to go ahead, it would not be noticed at all there. Once I was dressed I checked and indeed, neither on myself nor in the mirror I could notice anything, except the feeling of my dick in its prison and a strange rubbing on the balls when I moved, the boxers now touched the balls directly in their current position. I told him that this would make my just more horny again and certainly cause troubles for my dick, he laughed again and said that the device was built on purpose like that, whoever is locked into it should not get pleasure, but be in trouble for it. He then told me however that he was due to leave for his dinner soon, so if I wanted out, now was the time. He said 'if', of course I noticed ... I answered just with a question, what if I do not want out so quickly, but he simply replied, that I’d just have to deal with it until he had time again for me. I simply said 'deal' and we agreed to call me when he was free later again, then we could meet up again. He agreed and said he had to leave now and I answered that I wanted to meet my friends in the bar too, so we left the hotel....

it was very strange walking in the city then, the constant feeling of the fabric moving over the balls and stimulating everything, of course more an issue of the dick wanting to get hard and played with, yet that was a definite no go in that prison. I met my friends then and we had a rather fun evening in the city, yet I was permanently distracted by that device keeping my focus at every move I made. Still I was wondering if he'd allow me another day or two in that device, as long as we at least were both in this city, I would like to experience that feeling for just some time longer, I would ask him when he would call later.

however the evening went on and at five in the morning it was time to get back to find some sleep, yet no SMS or phone call so far, so without having to ask I got another extra day locked into the device anyway, though I was sure sleeping would be difficult, but still I had a smile on my face all the way walking back to the apartment. Of course I slept bad and had to fight with several hard-ons during the bedtime. The next morning after breakfast I attempted to call him, yet he did not answer the mobile, I would just try later or wait for his return call.

well, long story short ... I did not meet him at all during the weekend there, neither did we bump into each other on the streets, parties or in bars and cafes in the area, not did I manage to get hold of him on his mobile or get any reply to my sent SMS's - just right at the last day of my stay I finally received a short SMS saying: sorry pal, did not have the time, have been too busy all the days, so I figured since you enjoyed getting locked up so much, you'll just have to cope with it a lot longer now, until I visit again, but that will be soon, bye. I immediately tried calling him, but once again I only got the voicemail of his mobile and the se4veral SMS's I sent right after stayed unanswered. So I figured that I had given myself into that situation, now I’d just have to deal with it.

and that is where I am now, back home already for two weeks, incredibly horny, frustrated not to get out of that device ... and waiting for a message when he would be visiting again ... (yet secretly wishing it will still take some time, as frustrating as it is, as horny it makes me almost 24/7...)

(not to be continued ...) This is just a small one that came to mind after talking to a friend ... (you know who you are)