Sleep well boi - Part 1

Author: LockedFFun
Title: Sleep well boi
Date: 11 December 2013

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I spent the final semester of my junior year abroad and bummed around Europe for the summer following. I returned to San Francisco the week before the start of the fall semester to complete my senior year. I slept on a friend’s sofa while I spend my days scrambling to find permanent accommodations. I was worried that I was wearing out my welcome and at my wit’s end after not having found anything decent in my price range for two weeks. That was when my friend Bob told me that he had a friend who had a guest room that he might be willing to rent out.

Bob introduced me to Tom and we immediately hit it off. We talked for several hours before Tom eventually got around to showing me the room. Once I saw it my heart dropped, I knew I’d never be able to afford it. It was a large high ceilinged contemporary furnished master suite with attached bath; there was even a desk where I could do my school work. Tom explained that the condo had two master suites and this was the smaller; his suite was on the other end of the condo, past the living room, dining room, and kitchen.

“This is great,” I said “but there’s no way I’d be able to afford the rent.”

“Well, to be honest I wasn’t actually looking for a boarder. But the way Bob talked you up and the fact that the guestroom has gone unused since I moved in prompted me to talk to you. How much can you afford?”

I told him and he thought for a minute and said “Deal. You can move in anytime.”

I moved my few belongings in the next day.

Tom and I became fast friends, then fuck buddies, and eventually something akin to lovers. It wasn’t long before I was sharing his bed and just using the desk in my room to study and the closet to store my clothes.

Tom took the lead in our relationship, especially in bed; and our relationship took on something of a Dom/sub aspect. I serviced him nightly with my mouth or ass except for the occasions when I pulled all nighters for school.

Eventually the school year ended and I had to find a job. Despite wanting to stay in San Francisco and centering my attentions there I received a too good to turn down job offer in Chicago. Tom and I agreed that a long distance relationship probably wouldn’t work out and we agreed to separate.

Before I left for Chicago Tom said that he wanted to give me something to remember him by, a price albert piercing. He remembered I’d mentioned to him that I’d toyed with the idea of getting one and even though I had some trepidation about it I agreed. We went to a piercing parlor and I came out with a ring in my dick and a wad of gauze in my underwear.

After I moved Tom and I kept in touch with weekly phone calls. I spent the next four years working in Chicago when one day out of the blue I received an offer to interview with a firm in San Francisco. The job was far beyond what I thought someone just four years out of school would be considered for, but I figured “what the hell, it’s a free trip to San Francisco.”

I had a whirlwind trip to San Francisco where I flew in late Sunday night, spent Monday interviewing with half a dozen people, and flew out that evening. The next week was offered the job.

I immediately called Tom to tell him the good news. In the back of my mind was the hope that we could resume our relationship where it had left off; but was disappointed to hear that Tom’s interest in S/m had moved to a new level and he’d just acquired a new boi.

Like before I found myself scrambling to find a place to live. None of the places the firm’s employee relocation department was right. Tom came to my rescue when he told me he had friends who would be temporarily moving to England for the next six months and were looking for a house sitter; that would give me some breathing room while I found a place of my own.

I moved back and Tom and I renewed our friendship. I was anxious to meet his boi, but he was traveling on business; Tom did tell me the details of their relationship. How he owned the boy’s body and was completely in charge. I was secretly envious and dropped several hints – which Tom ignored – about taking the boi’s place while he was away.

After I’d been back a couple of months one day Tom asked me a favor. With his boi traveling so much he wanted to put him in chastity. Tom had done his research and had selected a custom made device. He had given the boy the measuring kit for the device, but wanted a reality check for the measurement. He said that as far as he could remember of me the boi and I were the same size and he asked me to take my own measurements so that he would have something to compare with, and if they were close he’d place the order.

Even though I was disappointed that their relationship had progressed that far and seeing my chances of taking the boi’s place evaporate I agreed and took the measuring instructions and a set of rings. The instructions were pretty straight forward; measure the flaccid length of the penis and use the rings to determine the diameter of the shaft of the penis and the diameter at its base.

I took my measurements and gave them to Tom. He said “Perfect, that’s right in line with my boi’s measurements; I’ll place the order tomorrow.”

A few months later when Tom and I were hanging out at his apartment he said to me “I haven’t shown you how I’ve redecorated your old room, fancy a look?”

I said “sure” and Tom led the way to my old room.

When he opened the door I was stunned. Instead of guest room I was seeing what could only be described as a dungeon. The walls were painted black and the room was filled with S and M equipment, some of which I recognized some I didn’t. There was bondage bench for fucking, a St. Andrew’s cross, a sling, and other assorted pieces.

I stood in the doorway speechless. I finally managed a “wow.”

“I see you approve” Tom said indicating the growing bulge in my pants. “Don’t just stand in the doorway, come in.”

I walked in and walked over to the sling. I’d always wanted to try one but had never had the opportunity.

Tom followed and noticing my interest said “hop in, give it a try.”

There was no need to ask twice, I wasted no time getting in.

“Comfortable?” he asked walking around to the head of the sling.

“Very” I said and he reached down and began to rub my chest through my shirt from behind my head. I moaned when he moved to my nipples and reached back and around the chains to feel his body.

“Glad you’re enjoying yourself” and moved his hands off my nipples and rubbed them up my chest and arms. He briefly removed his hand from my right arm and then quickly grabbed my wrists pulled them close together and handcuffed me.

“Wah…” I said, wondering what was going on.

Tom moved to the foot of the sling and said “We need to talk. I though you would have figured it out by now, but obviously you haven’t. My new boi is you – or will be just as soon as you consent. We’ve had enough discussions that you know what I expect of my boi – full ownership of him and his body.”

As he talked he rubbed my legs, torso, and penis through my clothes. Again I was speechless.

“Nothing will happen if you don’t agree, I’ll uncuff you’ll be free to go.”

“Okay,” I said

“Do you mind if I make you a bit more comfortable? You’re looking awfully cramped in those pants.”

I nodded and he made short work of removing my shoes, socks, pants, and underwear. I rested my feet on the lower chains and he said “we can make you more comfortable than that” and he buckled a pair of restraints on my ankles and clipped them to the sling.

“Now in case you haven’t figured it out I arranged for your return to San Francisco.” he said as he walked to another part of the room and came back with small table covered with a black cloth. The lumps underneath the cloth gave no clue as to what was on the table. “Bob had been on the lookout for a boi for me for some time and when we met I knew you were the perfect candidate.”

“The only problem was that I hadn’t counted on your receiving such an enticing job offer in Chicago and at that time I didn’t have the connections to get you a better offer here in San Francisco. It took a lot of networking but finally I did. And now you’re here and it’s decision time” Tom said as he dropped his pants and revealed his eight inch hard cock and aimed it at my asshole.

“What do you say, are you willing to be my boi and take on all that it entails” He said as he moved forward and pressed the tip of his cock against my hole while he took my cock in his right hand and began to slowly stroke it.

My mind was in overload. Instinctively I knew this was what I wanted – what I needed – but I felt manipulated. After several minutes of silence with me attempting to think while he rubbed my cock and gently pressed his cock against the opening of my hole I said “yes.”

“I want you to be sure. I’ll tell you what’s expected of you tonight. That is the last time you’ll say ‘yes’ or anything else to me without it being preceded or followed by “Sir.” I am going to jerk your penis and fuck your ass, and I’m going to take possession of them. Is your answer still ‘yes?’”

This time without hesitation I said “yes, Sir.”

“Good boy” he said and several things happened in rapid succession. He slid his penis to its hilt into my hole, as I opened my mouth to gasp he reached under the cloth on the table and produced a gag which he quickly buckled in place in my mouth. Then he produced a blindfold from under the cloth and covered my eyes.

He slowly fucked me as he stroked my penis. “You’re not to cum until after I do, do you understand?”

I nodded.

Tom continued to fuck me and stroke my dick. Every time he sensed I might be close to cuming he’d back off on my dick by ignoring the head, slowing his strokes, or just holding my dick without stroking. Finally his strokes quickened and I sensed he was close to cuming. He came with a roar and as he did I felt a bag of ice come down on my penis. The sudden change in temperature caused me to roar too – only not with pleasure – with shock as my penis went limp.

I was confused about what was happening. After he came he slowly pulled out of me and I felt him working my cock and balls through a cock-ring and then through a second cock-ring. I felt my PA being removed and then something sliding over my now limp penis. He spent a couple of minutes doing something to the thing on my cock and then he replaced my PA. Finally I felt something pressing into my asshole, widening it before it narrowed down again and then widening again – more this time – before narrowing a final time.

My blindfold was removed and after my eyes adjusted to the light I looked down to see my dick encased in a metal cage.

“Would you like me to explain what’s going on, boi?” Tom said.

Still gagged I nodded “yes.”

“The first ring is for what is called an ‘ass lock.’ There’s a bar attached to the bottom of the cock-ring which curves up and holds a double set of balls in your ass. The balls can easily be removed from your ass and pulled aside for toilet functions, but will need to be in place for you to wear pants. The second ring is part of a Jail Bird chastity device – thank you by the way for providing the measurements for it. The tube on your penis locks to that cock-ring by means of a screw with a unique head, the screwdriver that removes it is only available through the manufacturer and isn’t available for sale. In addition to keeping you chaste the device also prevents removal of the ring for the ass lock. Your PA is around one of the horizontal struts of the cage with the captive bead holding it in place preventing you from attempting to pull out from the back – not that it’s possible, it’s just an additional reminder of your locked status. And now for the final feature, I wanted you to see and hear it being attached and know that you are now truly my boi. I ordered the Jail Bird with an optional hole for a padlock.”

With that he picked up a padlock, threaded the hasp through a hole in the device. I heard a click as it locked.

“I told you I was going to take possession of your penis and your ass. You probably erroneously assumed that meant my fucking you and jerking you off. You really shouldn’t assume. You probably also assumed that when I told you not to cum before I did that you would be cuming tonight immediately after, another bad assumption. You will stay locked as long as I see fit and you will cum at times of my choosing.”

“Tomorrow we will move your things in here, but for tonight you are fine where you are,” and with that he replaced the handcuffs with soft leather restraints and returned the blindfold over my eyes.

“Sleep well boi,” he said as he turned off the light and closed the door.

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