Date: Sat, 17 May 2003 17:56:07 -0700
From: TopLegal <toplegal@mac.com>
Subject: "Milking" (M/M sex and some M/F and F/F; hypno; milking; chastity)

Milking
=======

   By TopLegal

   WARNING This contains graphic descriptions of sexual intercourse
   and sadomasochistic activities between adult males. If this
   offends you, is not appropriate for viewing in your location, or
   you are not of legal age, do not read it.  Any resemblance of
   characters in this story to the living is purely coincidental.

   (c) 2003, TopLegal. Permission is granted for distribution via
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Job Site
--------

   "Matt," the homeowner called out to me, "can you give me a hand
   hanging these pictures before you leave?"

   It was 6:30 and I was exhausted and sweaty from working on the
   second story extension to Mr. and Mrs. Snow's low-slung ranch. Mr.
   Snow was traveling on business and the lovely Mrs. Kimberly Snow
   was alone.

   I headed into the bedroom and found Kimberly naked on the middle
   of the bed with only a small translucent scarf over her crotch. At
   23, I had been working in construction since age 15 and getting a
   bit of pussy from the women on the job was not at all uncommon.

   I dived in with abandon, my own wife be damned.

   "MATTHEW," Kim called out as I pumped my massive cock into her
   pussy fucking her with a passion that her straight-laced
   accountant husband never provided.

   Three orgasms for her later and one for me, I headed out. Eight
   o'clock already, I was going to be in hot water with Melissa.

   Melissa is beautiful, don't get me wrong. But she is already mine
   and all of the voluptuous women on the job sites have the allure
   of danger.

   Home at eight, Melissa had left my dinner out with a note. After
   eating, I found her in the bedroom, and we showered together, but
   my energy was not fully into fucking her in the shower.

   In bed, Melissa started: "Matthew Card, I've overlooked your
   sexual dalliances for the past three years, but we are no closer
   to having a child. If you want to stay married there are going to
   be some things you need to do for me. I have a doctor coming to
   our house tomorrow to help us with our fertility efforts."

   I started to open my mouth and Melissa interrupted me, "Not a word
   Matthew, be home by four and try not to stick your dick in
   Kimberly Snow before you get home."

   My first day at the Snow's had been easy, actually most days I had
   at construction sites were "easy". That was because as a 23-year
   old construction worker who was also a pretty boy, there was no
   shortage of women who I fucked on the job.

   Today was going to be different, I had to leave early and keep my
   dick in my pants. As I arrived, I mentioned to Kim that I had to
   leave early for a doctor's appointment with my wife. Kim grinned
   at me impishly.

   Around eleven, Kim called up from the ground to me wearing only a
   thin robe and carrying a pitcher of lemonade. "Matt, you thirsty?"

   I came down the ladder and Kim threw her robe onto the ground. We
   fucked in the grass. I could not resist.

House Call
----------

   I got home at four on the dot. There was an Audi TT in the
   driveway. I parked my truck on the street and came into the house.

   "Matt, come back to the bedroom," Melissa called out.

   I walked back to the bedroom and found both Melissa and a strange,
   but incredibly beautiful woman wearing a striking leather outfit_
   that left very little to the imagination.

.. _outfit http://store.yahoo.com/gels-wildside/pabuwizi.html

   My cock involuntarily stiffened. "Matthew, this is Dr. Margaret
   Mandegarian, she is going to be helping us with our fertility
   issues."

   I gulped.

   The Doctor started, "Please call me Margaret." The voluptuous
   doctor approached me and brought her hand down to my crotch and
   rubbed her gloved hand against my crotch. "I will need you to
   strip naked for the exam."

   I nodded meekly and got naked, my rock hard cock was sticking out
   a full 10 inches in salute and Margaret was now openly gripping it
   and running her gloved hand along its thick and massive length.

   Melissa commented, "go take a shower first too."

   Margaret nodded in agreement and led me into the bathroom by my
   dick. There was a large, bulging red bag hanging from the shower
   rod. "Let's clean out your insides too," she commented as she put
   a dab of lube onto one gloved hand and then slid a nozzle into my
   ass.

   "Just relax," she said calmly as she continued to stroke my cock
   and then began to allow my ass to fill with a warm liquid.

   "Mr. Card," the doctor continued, "your wife has explained your
   problems in helping her conceive a child and in order for me to
   help you will both have to turn yourselves over to my
   instruction."

   I nodded meekly and struggled to stand still as a half-gallon of
   water filled my anus. Margaret continued to stroke my cock gently.

   "I can see why you are popular with the ladies Matthew," she
   commented as she pulled the nozzle from my anus and put me on the
   toilet to expel the fluids. As I let loose a massive bowel
   movement and the enema fluids, she filled the bag for a second go.

   "Did you fuck Kimberly Snow today," she asked as she reinserted
   the enema nozzle for round two.

   "Yes ma'am," I responded softly.

   "Speak up Matthew," she said.

   "Yes ma'am."

   "Say it in full, say 'I fucked Kimberly Snow today.'"

   I noticed that my wife was standing in the doorway. I was standing
   naked with two scantily clad women, my dick erect, and my ass
   filling with water.

   "I fucked Kimberly Snow today."

   Melissa just stared at me.

   "Ok, we are going to leave that enema in while we shower you,"
   Margaret commented as she removed the nozzle and substituted a
   butt plug.

   "Melissa, keep him erect as you shower him," Margaret ordered as
   she guided me with one hand on my dick into the shower.

   Transfixed by their sexy outfits I was just letting them control
   me.

   The plug was uncomfortable, but having my wife of four years clean
   me like a baby was devastating to my ego. Only her hand on my cock
   kept me erect.

   When the shower finished she dried me off and then removed the
   plug and let me empty the second enema on the toilet.

   Melissa had me stand up and then guided me by my now mostly
   flaccid penis to the bedroom. "Lay down on your back," she said.

   I complied.

   Margaret and Melissa then restrained my hands to the headboard and
   propped my head up. T-shaped I was at their will.

   Margaret spoke next, "We are going to install a device to help
   with your issues now. I would prefer not to have to sedate you.
   Once we install the device we will collect the first batch of
   semen for use in impregnating your wife."

   Margaret pulled a small device that was barely an inch square from
   a bag. She then removed her black gloves and put on surgical latex
   gloves. "This goes in your ass, lift your legs or we'll do it for
   you."

   I complied.

   Using both hands she worked the device past my sphincter and
   ignored my protestations. After a few minutes more of fiddling she
   announced she was done. She stripped off the surgical gloves and
   put her black, shoulder length gloves back on.

   "You see Melissa, men ~are~ easily controlled by their dicks."

   The two of them unzipped their sexy outfits and began to touch
   each other passionately. I could only watch helplessly as my wife
   and the sexy fertility doctor made love to each other in front of
   me.

   The sight was arousing, but with my hands restrained face up there
   was nothing I could do to stimulate myself.

   The sex between them lasted two hours and much of it was on the
   floor, out of my sight. I could hear the noises and the repeated
   orgasms. Over and over again.

   I woke up the next morning still restrained with my naked wife and
   the doctor pressed against either side of me.

   "Wake up sweetie," Melissa said to me, "we are going to collect
   your sperm now."

   Suddenly I felt this intense electrical sensation and pressure
   inside my anus. I noticed that Margaret had slipped a condom onto
   my cock head.

   "Matthew after I am pregnant we are going to make you gay and
   force you to live here. Margaret is so much kinder to me and she
   already has her own cuckold husband. The two of you will make a
   pretty couple."

   I tried to flail my legs, but found them solidly restrained.

   "Tsk, tsk," Margaret said as she licked my nipples, "you will
   learn to love Ephram in time. Meanwhile we will be ending your
   control of your sex life using the prostate stimulator-punisher I
   installed last night and a chastity belt. It took me only a month
   to break Ephram and make him gay. You will probably take a bit
   longer."

   Melissa smiled broadly at me and with both of them licking my
   nipples and the prostate massage in full force. I released a
   torrent of cum into the condom. Margaret quickly pulled it into a
   syringe and injected it into my wife.

   But the worst part was that the orgasm was completely
   unsatisfying.

Belted
------

   Despite a massive torrent of cum, my cock was rock hard and I was
   horny as hell and angry as well.

   "Now to demonstrate the punishment aspects of the device,"
   Margaret remarked. Suddenly my body was penetrated by a searing
   pain emanating from within that caused me to almost black out.

   Melissa was laughing at me as she got into her skirt to go to
   work. "Thanks love," she said to Margaret, "he is supposed to be
   working on the Snow's house today will he be able to?"

   "That will depend on whether he gives me any problems as I belt
   him. If he fights me the second pain dose will likely knock him
   unconscious."

   Having tasted the first level of pain, I mumbled that I would
   cooperate through my tears.

   "Good boy," Margaret said, "I think you will find that if you keep
   a positive attitude then the next month will be less painful for
   you."

   My wife kissed Margaret passionately with tongue before leaving
   and commented to me that she felt confident she was pregnant and
   that yesterday I had fucked a woman for the last time.

   Margaret pulled a metal and leather device from her bag. "This is
   a tollyboy_ chastity belt," she explained, "until your conversion
   to homosexuality is complete it will be your most hated
   companion."

.. _tollyboy http://www.tpe.com/~altarboy/tolly.htm

   She slid the tube over my flaccid cock and then attached it to the
   front shield and then fastened and locked the belt.

   "Ok, that will do you, you can go to the bathroom still sitting
   down. Now go get ready for work since you are already an hour late
   for Mrs. Snow."

   Dismissed like a child I watched Margaret throw on one of my
   T-shirts and sweatpants and walk out leaving me alone in the house
   to contemplate my situation.

   My bladder was so full, I eagerly sat on the toilet and pissed a
   massive stream of urine. After about ten minutes of fiddling, I
   determined that while I could probably get the belt off with some
   of the tools on my truck, I would probably hurt myself in the
   process if I did it alone.

   And it was quite a humiliating predicament so I could not exactly
   go to my dad or brother--both contractors--for help.

   I skipped work and brooded around the house the whole day.
   Margaret was home at noon and scolded me for not having gone to
   work. Then the pain started.

   I came to, tied to the bed in the guest room. Margaret and Melissa
   were naked at my side. "This is your new bedroom. Since you
   misbehaved you were punished. Ephram will be in to milk you
   shortly."

   Melissa and Margaret left me. Frustrated, emasculated and in some
   pain, I was also noticing that I was surprisingly horny. My cock
   was straining against the unyielding metal tube that ensconced my
   cock shaft. I was now into my first period of twenty-four hours
   since puberty probably without having had at least one, if not two
   or three orgasms.

Ephram
------

   After about five hours in darkness, the door opened. A thin, white
   man just shy of 6' entered. Scrawny, yet solid he was probably
   only 140 pounds and I could easily have taken him.

   Of course I was tied down to the bed, wearing some sick chastity
   belt and there was some device inside my butt that could knock me
   unconscious with pain.

   "Matt," the man said, "I'm Ephram."

   "Get away from me fag."

   "Look, I've got your dinner and the only shot in hell you have of
   getting an orgasm tonight in my hand. Now try that again."

   I could hear Margaret's words in him.

   "Hi Ephram, I'm Matt."

   "Nice to meet you Matt," he responded and stepped into the room
   carrying a tray. After he put the tray down he turned on the
   light. I could see he was wearing a matching chastity belt to the
   one I was wearing.

   "Margaret said I can let you sit up to eat your dinner if you
   promise to behave."

   I nodded submissively. I had not eaten in almost thirty hours.

   Ephram unlocked the wrist restraints, only, and let me eat without
   talking. I could tell he was looking me up and down, his green
   eyes molesting my body. Tempted as I was to tell him to fuck off,
   my hunger over rode my desire to curse him out.

   After I finished my dinner, Ephram asked me politely to lay back
   down to be restrained again. I begged him to let me go, but he
   shook his head. I lay down and he fastened me back to the bed.

   "Margaret already milked me today," he commented as he inserted a
   small object into my ass. "This is your first time with the
   prostate_massager_ so let me give you some suggestions. Just try
   hard to relax after it goes in. This has been modified to activate
   and enhance the surgical implant in pleasure mode."

.. _prostate_massager http://www.highisland.com/

   "The belt?"

   Ephram laughed, "I've been trapped in this for five months now, I
   get fucked in the ass daily by her male nurse now and then if she
   is feeling kind. She has been promising me a boyfriend of my own
   ever since she seduced Melissa in the office and saw a picture of
   you."

   "I'm not a fag."

   Ephram stood up to walk out.

   "WAIT!"

   "So you do want some release?"

   "Please," I begged.

   "I will be responsible for reprogramming you into a homosexual.
   Margaret reprogrammed me in a month and I haven't had even the
   faintest sexual interest in women since. When I am done with you,
   you will not just be a homosexual Matthew Card, but you will be my
   ~faggot~ boyfriend."

   I bit my tongue, I was horny as hell and no sissy was going to
   turn me into a faggot.

   "Now ask me nicely to help you have some relief Matthew."

   "Ephram, please let me have a prostate massage."

   "Good," he said and kissed me on the lips. I fought the instinct
   to spit on him or react in disgust. Ephram laughed gently, "see
   you already understand the power I have over you."

   His green eyes lit up mischievously as he began to kiss other
   parts of my body. Horny, exhausted and confused, I focused on
   relaxing and trying not to show how revolted I was to be kissed
   and touched by another man.

   After a few minutes, he said "Ok, you've earned your release."
   Then straddling my chest, our belts clinking gently he slid the
   massager into my ass. The sensation was subtle and pleasant at
   once. He then removed the massager.

   "No need for the low tech thing since Margaret wired you up,"
   Ephram said with a smile. He proceeded to work my nipples as the
   massage intensified and my caged cock was helpless to expand.

   The sensations were pleasant, but also unsatisfying. With my cock
   untouchable and trapped the release was muted. As soon as the
   release occurred the sensations quickly subsided and Ephram
   stopped licking my nipples.

   "Ok one more kiss so I can report favorably on your progress to
   Margaret," Ephram said as moved up on me and kissed me tenderly.

   "Please let me go," I begged.

   Ephram's green eye's twinkled back at me, "I can't Matthew, I'm
   madly in love with you and I know in a few months you will feel
   the same way about me and we can both be unbelted and have
   wonderful normal orgasms with each other for the rest of our
   lives."

   I turned away in disgust as Ephram left the room.

   Around midnight, Melissa visited me naked and led me to the
   bathroom. She commented, "Ephram is quite a pretty boy, I'm sure
   if you behave you will get through this quicker."

   The next morning Ephram was in bed with me when I woke up. He
   kissed me tenderly and unlocked me to get ready for work. Melissa
   was already gone by the time I was in the kitchen drinking a cup
   of coffee before heading out to the Snows.

Mrs. Kimberly Snow
------------------

   My sense of pride kept me from getting help so I went to the
   Snow's, apologized for not showing up the day before and tried to
   work.

   It was not easy. The belt was restricting my flexibility and
   mobility. But more distracting was the intense horniness. I was
   two days from the last time I had gotten pussy and despite two
   milkings, I was completely unfulfilled and unbelievably horny.

   I came up with some excuses for Kim Snow about why I could not
   have sex with her. But she persistently taunted me. In the end I
   agreed to eat her out. It was very satisfying for her, but did
   very little for me due to the steel belt.

   As I cleaned myself up Kim commented, "how soon will this
   fertility thing be over?"

   I shrugged and went back to the job.

   That night Melissa and Margaret were scantily clad at the dinner
   table while Ephram and I had to stay fully clothed. The two of
   them were shameless at the table and as they gradually removed
   more and more clothing and made love, Ephram sat silently. I
   opened my mouth to protest and found myself curled up in a ball on
   the floor in pain.

   Ephram carried me to the bedroom after my punishment ended and the
   women were out of the room.

   "Look Matthew, why make it hard on yourself? Margaret and I got
   married a year ago and she was already hot and heavy with Melissa
   for some time."

   "How long?"

   "Years, before you and Melissa got married. They were best
   friends, Margaret went to medical school and you married Melissa."

   I nodded.

   "So why me and you then?"

   "Melissa and Margaret always wanted a kid, two misfires. You were
   sleeping around so much you never gave Melissa enough sperm. So
   thus you got pulled into this."

   "FUCK, Ephram, are you saying that if I had just gotten her
   pregnant, I would be free."

   Ephram nodded gently.

   "So what about you?"

   Ephram simply looked down, "I don't want to discuss it."

Training #2
-----------

   "Let's clean up the kitchen," Ephram said as he stood up and
   closed the conversation. I helped clean up the kitchen and do the
   dishes for the first time in my life.

   I was a cuckolded male fuck toy to my wife and her lesbian lover.

   Ephram put on some gay porn and instructed me to come sit next to
   him on the couch and watch it. "Margaret insists that I watch at
   least an hour of gay porn a night."

   As we sat together on the couch I found myself getting hornier and
   hornier despite the fact that I was watching two guys go at with
   each other. After the tape ended, Ephram took me back to the
   bedroom and offered to let me fuck him with a strap on dildo.

   We shared a single prostate massager to start our guns going and
   then I screwed the dildo into the tollyboy and fucked him facing
   him so our faces were nose to nose. It felt empowering to be able
   to fuck someone, even if it was a guy. The prostate massage was
   intense for both of us and Ephram seemed to especially enjoy being
   fucked with the dildo.

   Ephram "shot his wad" first for what it was worth. Without any
   contractions it was just a fluid release and something to leave
   him hornier. I was only two minutes behind and collapsed in
   exhaustion on top of him. Hornier than hell but flushed of cum and
   unable to be erect, I was learning a new role.

   After I pulled out the dildo we both went to the bathroom and then
   lay down in bed together. Ephram insisted on spending time kissing
   me and I let him.

   The next morning, Margaret and Melissa were standing over the two
   of us naked. Margaret was mocking me openly, "see Melissa, just
   two days in the belt and your beefy heterosexual husband Matthew
   Card is already cracking."

   Melissa said, "Are we going to milk him twice a day to keep him
   under control?"

   "Ephram is responsible for making sure that your husband is milked
   again this morning before he leaves for the Snow's."

   With that Margaret grabbed Melissa's bare breast and began to
   fondle her. I was jealous and angry and Ephram's body weight on
   top of me was the only thing preventing me from attacking
   Margaret. Of course if I tried to fight back, Margaret would leave
   me unconscious from pain.

   "Melissa," Margaret said, "I bet Matthew would enjoy watching me
   fuck you with the strap on, did you bring it in?"

   Melissa smiled at me and nodded and then handed a strap on dildo
   to Margaret who then propped my wife on the dresser and fucked her
   to orgasm in front of my face.

   Ephram held me down to the bed to keep me out of trouble. As soon
   as they walked out he pointed out the time and suggested that I
   let him milk me so I did not get punished for skipping work.

   I reluctantly agreed. My pride was starting to give way and I was
   tempted to talk to my dad to get the belt off and get out of the
   situation. But then Ephram crushed me, "just so you know, Margaret
   has video tape of all of the sex between the two of us. She keeps
   it for blackmail. I learned that about two months after marrying
   her and finding myself in the chastity belt."

   "Just start milking me Ephram," I said exasperated and recognizing
   how hopeless my situation was.

   Ephram insisted on getting kisses with tongue from me before he
   allowed the milking to begin. As unsatisfying as the milkings were
   they beat just having a completely unreleased hard on.

Hypnosis
--------

   After work, I found Ephram sitting in my truck. "Did you lick her
   carpet again?"

   "What the fuck are you doing here?"

   "Answer me Matthew," Ephram demanded. The threat was unspoken.

   "Yes," I responded.

   "Let's go to Margaret's office," he said and then rattled off a
   set of directions.

   In the waiting room there were about four other guys, Ephram and I
   joined them until Margaret and Melissa stepped out in the same
   outfits that they had worn the first night I had gotten roped into
   this mess.

   "Come boys, let's get you checked out."

   All of us trooped into a large exam room and when the other guys
   and Ephram started undressing, I followed suit.

   All of the guys were belted with Tollyboys. "Melissa," Margaret
   instructed, "these four have been belted for two weeks, Ephram and
   Matthew will need to help express them into the collection jars."

   Melissa attached a dog collar to Ephram's neck and then positioned
   him kneeling in front of the first belted guy. Melissa unlocked
   the tollyboy and handed Ephram a sperm collection cup.

   The guy was so fixiated on Ephram's wife and my wife scantily clad
   that having a guy bring him to orgasm hardly mattered. Ephram
   delivered the goods quickly and was allowed to stand next to me
   again. The formerly belted man was excused from the room and the
   collected sperm placed on a cart.

   "Your husband's turn now."

   Ephram put the collar on me and tried to lead me to the second
   guy. I made the mistake of fighting and found myself being jolted
   painfully until I cooperated.

   Margaret kept commenting as she had Ephram lead me, "your new
   boyfriend needs to learn to suck cock so I won't let him pass out
   from the pain."

   Ephram gently pushed me to my knees and warned me not to swallow.
   Melissa unbelted guy number two and I quickly got my first taste
   of man cock. A strange black man's massive cock in my mouth.
   Ephram gently couched me on how to suck it and pulled me off and
   put the collection jar up to ensure the man's freedom.

   As with guy number one, the second man was released.

   Melissa made a suggestion, "I think Matthew should suck the
   remaining two off." Margaret nodded and Ephram made me stand up,
   walk to the next guy and then kneel. Three blow jobs later, I was
   disgusted with what I had become and angry with myself for giving
   in.

   "Ephram," Margaret said, "go show Matthew how to clean himself up
   and then I want him to watch the video. It is all set up in the
   programming lab."

   Ephram nodded and took the pain giver control from her hand. "Up,"
   he ordered as he shocked me intensely with a jolt of pain.

   "Ephram, let me go, please," I begged.

   He shocked me more intensely, "you are going to be my lover. The
   video you will watch will help with your reprogramming. I used to
   be straight, now I can't live without man cock."

   Ephram strapped me into a metal chair and turned on a video
   monitor. The video screens filled with seemingly random images and
   Ephram began talking to me. I found it hard to hear what he was
   saying, but also had the strange sense that whatever he was saying
   was quite important.

   I woke up to see Margaret standing next to Ephram with a pendulum
   in her hand and his eyes transfixed with hers. I managed to
   pretend to be asleep for a bit and overheard her comments.

   "You did quite well today Ephram, I'm sure you can see that
   Matthew Card is the only man for you and it is very important that
   you keep helping him see that you are the only man for him."

   Ephram's face was totally blank as if he was in a trance.

   "Now Ephram, I expect you to bring Matthew here every day until
   you are certain that he is queerer than a three-dollar bill."

   Ephram nodded absently and Margaret walked out. Ephram unstrapped
   me from the chair and woke me up. "Hey Matthew, how are you
   doing?"

   "Ok," I responded noncommittally.

   "Did you like the video?"

   Instinctively, I found myself quickly and excitedly saying, "yes."

   "Great, let's come here after work and watch it again tomorrow."

   I nodded enthusiastically.

   Ephram helped me out of the chair and we walked down to my truck.
   We were alone at my house and this time ~I~ suggested that we
   watch some gay porn before going to sleep.

   While watching the video, I initiated kissing Ephram repeatedly
   and we definitely were fooling around with each other.

   After the video, Ephram and I made love, with me fucking him using
   a dildo and kissing him willingly. Only after we fucked
   pleasurably and strained inside the tubes did we activate our
   prostate massages and simply curl tenderly against each other.

Fertility Slave
---------------

   Ephram and I were standing naked--except for our chastity belts in
   front of a room full of young women as Margaret lectured to a
   small crowd of female patients.

   "The main obstacle between you and having a child is your
   husband's uncontrolled access to his private parts."

   Melissa stepped out wearing a maternity dress.

   "Take Matthew here," Margaret said pointing to me, "his wife
   Melissa has been trying to get pregnant for four years without
   success. But with my special program, he was quickly able to
   produce the necessary goods."

   The dozen or so women in the audience nodded appreciatively.
   Margaret continued to talk about fertility treatments for another
   thirty minutes before inviting the guests to inspect Ephram and me
   and also talk to her for more information.

   I wish I could report that I was aroused by strange women
   approaching me. But I was simply embarrassed and a bit
   disinterested. Three weeks of visits to the video room and night
   after night of gay porn and sex with Ephram had started to change
   my thinking about faggots. After all, I was one.

   Melissa had moved out of the house and Ephram and I had moved back
   into the master bedroom. We milked each other at least twice a day
   and Ephram only very occasionally had to discpline me.

   Melissa was pregnant and Margaret would check in on her "two love
   birds" at the clinic when I came to watch the video.

   Ephram did make eyes with me during the ordeal and something about
   his gorgeous green eyes twinkling at me helped me get through it.

   After the display, Ephram and I drove home. Margaret had replaced
   our porn stash with what she called, "harder core" stuff. The
   video titles all involved spanking and bondage. Ephram and I
   watched them eagerly and fooled around through them.

   After we went to our usual dildo fucking--me fucking Ephram--and
   then mutual milking. And then the lingering horniness and lack of
   full satisfaction for being unable to really orgasm.

   Another four weeks of daily hypnosis sessions and my interest in
   women was completely gone. Ephram was the beginning and end of my
   life. I even looked forward to suck off duties at the fertility
   clinic.

Release?
--------

   It was not until after Melissa gave birth that Margaret saw fit to
   set the terms under which Ephram and me would be let out of our
   chastity belts.

   With Melissa holding my daughter, Margaret explained that Ephram
   and me had to:

   * We had grant both of them uncontested divorces
   * I had to surrender all claims to my daughter
   * I had to support the adoption of my daughter by Margaret
   * We had to have a commitment ceremony
   * We had to register with the Secretary of State as domestic
   partners
   * We come out to our families as gay

   The divorce was easy enough as was the surrender of rights and
   supporting Margaret's adoption of my daughter. They just all took
   time.

   Ephram was past his one year mark in a belt and I was gaining on
   it. We had a small commitment ceremony with just Margaret and
   Melissa on the beach in Santa Cruz just after the divorce went
   through. We followed it up by registering as domestic partners.

   Nine months into my new life as a faggot, I had been completely
   converted to gay and more than that I had been made madly in love
   with Ephram.

   Coming out was the hard part. Ephram took me to visit his family
   in Berkeley and they welcome me warmly. My family was going to be
   harder. Construction folks by trade based on the central valley,
   their son coming out as gay was not going to be welcome with open
   arms.

   Ephram and I had our only fights about when was I going to be
   ready to come out so we could get unbelted. My horniness and need
   for a real orgasm finally overwhelmed me at the one year mark.
   Exactly one year to the day since the belt went on, I took my male
   lover with me to Stockton to see my dad and mom.

   We did what we needed to do and got kicked out of my parent's
   home. It did not matter to me though, I was with the man I loved
   and he loved me back.

   We reported to Margaret's clinic the next morning for unbelting
   and she reviewed our progress in detail and quizzed us heavily
   before pulling out the keys.

   She handed me Ephram's key and Ephram my key before walking out.

   Ephram unlocked me first. My cock quickly sprung to attention like
   an unused organ. I followed by unlocking him and his sprung to
   life too. I sucked his dick first, then he sucked mine. Finally, I
   fucked my lover with my own dick for the first time in the year we
   had been together.

   We both orgasmed at the same time with intense full body orgasms
   that were unbelievably satisfying.

   Naked on the floor of an exam room in Margaret's clinic, we
   giggled like little girls. Ephram commented, "let's get away from
   these girls once and for all."

   We put our clothes back on and left the clinic. It's been another
   year already and Ephram and I are still madly in love with each
   other. We haven't seen Margaret, Melissa or my daughter in that
   time. But we really do not want to either.

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