Date: Sun, 19 Jan 2014 11:18:20 -0500
From: Gary Sechen <gswm@bellsouth.net>
Subject: I Lost a Bet Chapter 6

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Chapter 6 I Lost a Bet - Back at home

After a couple of regular cocktails and my heart rate got back to a normal
range I fired up the computer. I had a ton of e-mails starting from
Thursday. One of the latest received was from cmnmtop. I clicked it and
sure enough it was from Sir. He started with since you are reading this you
got home safely. I can't tell you how much fun I had with you. You need to
know you were an integral part in our weekend. I don't know if you realized
it but Ted asked if he could take photos of the two of us over the
weekend. We had an agreement; I get control of the photos while Ted can of
course look at them and enjoy them. For agreeing to this Ted supplied me
with a couple of Calais tablets which we took on Saturday morning. I'll be
sending you pics all week long, a few each night. You have my cell number
and now my e-mail. Call if you want to talk, I'll be in contact with you on
Tuesday. Until then rest comfortably tonight and I'll miss having you
beside me, Sir.


I scrolled thru the pics and the first one was taken when Chris was shaving
me for the first time and I came all over the place. Then I saw pics of me
playing pool after I beat Ted and up until I lost that bet to Sir. My heart
rate had gone back into overdrive while I was thinking of all of the
problems these pics could cause. I shut the computer down and was
shaking. What could I do?  Damn, I remember that Sir wanted confirmation
that I had received the pics; I logged back on and hit reply to his
message. All I could muster is that yes I had received the pics and thanked
him for thinking of me and signed it boy. I hit send and the message was
gone.


What had I got myself into? Then I thought to how trusting Sir was and I
calmed down a little. I had convinced myself that Sir would not harm me in
any way with these pics. I did trust Sir. In no time my phone rang and Sir
asked if I was ok. I said I trusted him but was concerned that the pics
could somehow leak out thru the internet. He told me that he had encrypted
the pics that Ted had so they could not leave his computer. All of the pics
that Sir had were saved on a flash drive so someone would have to
physically get it and that was highly unlikely. Sir suggested that if I
wanted to save any of the pics that I should put them on a flash drive as
well. He reassured me that all was safe and I should take the opportunity
to relish and relive our weekend thru the pics. He told me if I preferred
he would not send anymore to me and I said that was not necessary and I was
eager to see what images had been preserved. I told Sir that I was nervous
about going to work tomorrow it would be the first time I wore clothes
since Thursday. He reminded me how confidant I was over the weekend and to
take that same attitude to work. I suggested he call me about 10am so I
could get a shot of confidence. He promised and again said he would miss me
sleeping next to him.


I tried watching some tube but couldn't get interested in any shows or
games. I figured I should just try and get some sleep. My own bed felt
comfortable but I kept reaching for Sir's touch. It wasn't there. On those
rare moments that I did fall asleep I must have gotten an erection as I
woke up with by cock and balls aching. I didn't have to be into work until
9 but decided to get up at 6 anyway.


I thought I should try to clean myself out and do some touch up shaving. I
had that completed by 7 and sat naked in front of the computer going thru
e-mails. Most were junk, a few were from friends asking about my
weekend. How was I going to answer them? Maybe I should give them an answer
about how good it was and I met a lot of nice people and was looking
forward to returning. I crafted neutral letter and pretty much copied it
and sent it to all who asked. It was now time to put clothes on again. I
pulled on the underwear, socks, t-shirt, shirt and pants. God how awful it
all felt. Finishing with a belt and shoes I looked like I did last week
without any changes in me. As I stood up I felt the butt plug and a smile
covered my face. On the drive to work I imagined Sir was sitting next to me
holding my hand. I felt I could feel his fingers on my body. When I leaned
over to kiss him I was brought back to reality.


As I was pouring a cup of real coffee I could see Sir handing it to me. I
walked to my cubical and sat down. I turned on my computer, went thru my
phone for messages and tried to get back into the swing of things. The
underwear was causing problems with the cock cage and I couldn't get
comfortable. Something was trying to make me hard but that couldn't
happen. My cock was leaking and if it weren't for my underwear I'm sure I'd
have a big wet spot on my pants. Co- workers are stopping by and asking
about my camping trip. The all say that I'm looking different but great. It
must have been the fresh country air I say. Only a handful of co-workers
know that I'm gay so they don't know I was at a gay campground. Those that
know are discreet until we can talk openly.


My cell rings at 10 o'clock on the button. I tell my supervisor that I need
to take this call and say I'm taking my morning break early today. I tell
Sir to hold on while I walk to the outdoor break area. I say ok that I'm
able to talk now. Sir tells me to spill my guts to him. He tells me how
concerned he is and wants to know if he should come by tonight. I tell him
last night was just a brief setback for me and that I've worked thru it
thanks to my trust in him. Sir asks me to repeat it and I tell him that I'm
fine, really. I do confess that wearing the cock cage and underwear do not
seem to work together. He laughs and says I can or cannot wear
underwear. After a day or so it will begin to feel normal, unfortunately. I
sigh and agree. He asks me to once an hour write down the thoughts that are
passing thru my brain and to share them with him tonight. Once again he
asks if I'm ok and I tease him by saying yes mom, I'm ok. He says you bitch
you'll pay for that and says he'll call me tonight for an update. I do say
to Sir that I miss his coffee. He tells me that we'll have to work on
that. I thank him again and say that it has been too long and I miss
him. He tells me to keep my chin up and we'll talk later. The line is dead
and I just stare at my phone. On my way back to my cubicle I pass Joe and
say hi, he just walks by without acknowledging me. I just smile remembering
how Sir took care of him for me.

Lunch was uneventful and I go to the bathroom for the first time. I sit
down and I think I've got the peeing thing figured out. I'm back at my desk
and figuring out how I can rock on my chair to move the plug in and out. It
feels fine until my cock starts to react. I make a few faces I figure out I
can't do that anymore.


Finally it is 5 and I can shuffle off with everyone else. Joe is ahead of
me and I watch him get into the car with Craig and they drive off. I wonder
how they got together and even more stay together. Anyway, I'm now in my
car and think I should remove some of my clothes for the drive home. I
decline and decide that tomorrow I'll do something daring. Another mindless
day of work (it does pay the bills) and I'm anxiously entering my
apartment.


Now I can get naked again. I have my clothes off in a hurry and it feels
good to walk around with my cock bouncing freely. I go over to the note
card I've made and add that to the list. I've got a couple of cigarettes
left and light one up thinking of how Sir bought them at the convenience
store and I nearly got into trouble. Again I'm smiling and it is Sir's face
that is the lasting image. When the cig is finished I pour a glass of wine
and figure out what I'll make for dinner. I take it over to my desk and
wait for the laptop to start up. First thing I do is check e- mail and I've
got pics from Sir. One is shortly after we connected on Friday morning and
are walking around. I'm still wet so it must have been after that first
shower. Next was a pic of us having breakfast and then one at our cabin and
now I was wearing the collar. It brought me back to the present and I
fingered it hanging around my neck. The last pic was of us entering the
trails.

My cock was hard but this was before its confinement. I still had a smile
on my face remembering that first time in the woods.


I quickly went thru the rest of the e-mails noting the one about our
softball game on Thursday night. I couldn't wait to be around Craig
wondering if he was still thinking about the bj I gave him. I went over and
turned on the TV to watch the news.


Just before the end of the program my door bell buzzed. It nearly scared
the shit out of me because nobody ever visits me, especially on a
weeknight. I go over to the intercom and say yes and the person on the
other end say he has a delivery for me. I tell him I'll buzz him in but to
just leave it at my door. He tells me that this delivery requires a
signature and he must get it or else.

I'm getting annoyed because I can't answer the door naked and keep that
I've promised to be naked at home for Sir. I buzz the delivery guy in and
yell thru the door that I can't answer the door so just leave the
package. He again says he can't do that and that he must get my signature
AND confirm my identity. He tells me he can't leave until this is done. Oh
well, I'll have a great story to tell Sir when we talk. Hopefully this guy
understands. Taking a deep breath I open the door and the delivery man
walks in. He is not in standard uniform, just casual clothes. He hands me
three wrapped packages and I must sign his manifest. I see that it should
be 4 items and inquire and he says he forgot one and he'll be right
back. These packages have no return address or mailing label on them. This
is all very strange. He is buzzing the intercom and I let him in. he says
before I get the last item I must sign the sheet and while I'm holding all
4 items he'll leave. I sign and he hands me a cup of "coffee". He now says
smile and his phone is up snapping a pic of me. He tells me that Sir sends
his best. With that he rushes out. I'm cursing Sir but thanking him at the
same time. I smell the "coffee" and know what it is and take a big swig.


Within minutes my phone rings and it is Sir. I answer by saying thanks for
the coffee. He laughs and says he has the pic of me proving that I'm
naked. The delivery guy texted it to him and he says he is proud of me for
staying naked. He says that the one package that is a tube I'm not to touch
until tomorrow so I put it aside. He tells me I can open the other two
gifts. I unwrap the first and it is a picture of the two of us on stage
receiving the coupon for a free weekend, Sir is standing behind me with his
arms wrapped around me. I tell him I didn't realize my cock was so hard
while we're on the stage. Sir says he thinks this pic would be good for my
cubicle at work. I can't contain my laughter. The next pic is a much larger
one. I'm lying on the ground in the woods and one of Sir's boots is on my
body while he is pissing on me. This pic really could be a piece of art. It
is in black and white and the light reacting with Sir's stream is stunning.
Sir says this should be displayed in my living room since it is so nice and
everyone should be able to enjoy it. I'm so taken back by these two pics I
don't know what to say. While Sir is talking I'm drinking my special
coffee. I've recounted my feelings throughout the day and Sir says nothing
is out of the ordinary. I'm told that tonight I should be able to get a
good night's sleep and my routine should become more normal each day. I
thank him again and tell him I miss him and say good night. Now is when I
really miss him as I've got a tear rolling down my cheek.


After watching a little TV I decided to go to bed. I wedge myself between
some pillows and pretend one is Sir lying behind me. Drifting off to sleep
I have many fond memories of our weekend and I only wake up when my cock
wants to join in on the pleasant dreams. I had no idea that I got hard so
many times during sleep. When I wake it is with what is normally my morning
wood and then I can't do anything about it. It has only been a couple of
days but I'm becoming a little obsessed with a need to jack off. I figure
if I get up and get busy maybe those thoughts will go away. As I'm making
the bed I see a large wet spot and realize I must have been leaking pre-cum
all night.


In the bathroom I clean myself out and relube the plug and shove it back
in. It feels so good, almost as good as Sir's cock. I grab a razor and try
to clean up the stubble beginning to appear around my pubic area. I do as
well as I can but the cock cage is in the way. I shave away what has
started to grow in my pits and chest area and arms. I tell myself tonight
I'll try to do my legs.

I take my shower so that I'm ready for another day at the office.

After I surf the web a little it is time to get dressed. My mind wanders
thinking about what it would be like to just go to work naked. I realize
that wouldn't work for me in a co-ed environment. An all men's office I
could deal with. Sir has led me to appreciate the differences that each man
has to offer. I shake my head and get that image out of my mind. I've got
everything on and I still don't like it but what am I going to do.


Soon I'm at the office and getting my regular coffee and heading to my
desk. Sitting down at my desk I imagine where I would put the pic that Sir
sent me. I decide that I'd like to have it right next to my computer screen
so I could see him and how happy I was with him. I move a little plant to
that exact spot and whenever I look at it I'll think of that pic. Work
passes far too slowly but it is time for my morning break. I take my cell
and call Sir as soon as I can. We chat a bit and I tell him about the pic
and the plant substitute I have on my desk. Then I tell him about my little
fantasy this morning about going to work totally naked in the office. He
says that will take some effort to make happen and we both laugh. Sir tells
me he'll call me at 6:30 tonight and to enjoy the rest of my day.


On the drive home I stop and get a couple more bottles of the enema
solutions. I notice the clerk giving me the eye. I leave and get home as
soon as possible so I can get naked. Once in the door I'm pulling off my
cloths and putting them in the hamper. I poor a soda and sit down in front
of my computer. No message from Sir and I'm mildly disappointed. He did say
he was calling so I'll have to be satisfied with that tonight. Then I see
the package he had sent yesterday but I can't open until today. I figure
he'll let me know about it when we talk later.


I'm just finishing my dinner when Sir calls. After some small talk he tells
me to open the package. I see that it is some kind of clothing but it is
very small. I feel it and it is spandex type of material. Sir tells me it
is a triathlon/biking singlet that the participants use. He tells me it is
very stretchy and is sure that I can fit into it. He tells me to step into
it and pull it on. I go into my bedroom so I can look at it in the
mirror. Doing so this thing is so tight, it pulls my cock and balls up and
out leaving nothing to the imagination. You can see the outline of the cock
cage as well as my balls. The top is cut very low, almost down to my
navel. The sides are also cut low so that my pits are on display. When I
turn around the back has ridden right up in my crack so each butt cheek is
on display. I pick up my phone and I'm talking to Sir. He asks how I like
it. I tell him it leaves little to the imagination. He says that is good
since I told him I wanted to be naked at work. I start to say something and
he says no you are not wearing this to work but I have some chores for you
to run for me.


Here is the plan, you are going to ride your bicycle to the atm. you can
put your atm card down the front of your singlet; I don't think it'll go
anywhere. You'll get $120 dollars out of your account. Next you will go
down the street to the drugstore. In there you will buy a Norelco Men's
Personal Groomer. You can also get a shower enema kit. Pay for those two
items and then head down to Lowes. In there you'll need to ask for help on
what kind of plumbing parts you'll need to attach the enema hose to your
shower. The staff should be able to help you with how to install it. Once
you have that you should peddle home so you can get out of your
clothes. One more thing, Sir asks me to take a pic of myself in this outfit
so he knows how it fits. He asks if I have any questions and the only thing
I can say is Sir you must be kidding. He assures me that I'll be fine and
I'll really enjoy it once I get going. He asks that I call him when I get
home to let him know how it went. Hanging up I take the pics Sir wanted,
one from the front and one from the rear. I send them to Sir. I'm putting
my socks and sneakers on and hope that this singlet doesn't split. I grab
my debit card and put my keys on the wrist band and head out with my bike.

I run into the newly married couple as I'm leaving and they tell me to
enjoy my bike ride but to be careful since it is so hot out.


This very small and bright yellow outfit is comfortable. Since it lifts my
cock and balls out of the way I can pedal easily. I am working up a sweat
and need to wipe my brow a few times. I get to the atm and I'm waiting
behind a guy who is having trouble getting it to work. I look down and the
sweat makes this outfit very explicit. Everywhere the singlet is wet you
can nearly see thru it.

I cuss Sir; it wouldn't be so bad if he was next to me. Finally the guy
ahead of me cusses and leaves he gives me a long look as he walks to his
car. I walk up and put my card in and have no trouble getting money. I
notice that this fellow has left his coffee cup there and I try to flag him
down. He yells back at me and says for me to keep it since it looks like I
need some refreshment.

I put the money in my sock and the atm card back in the singlet. I take a
swig of his coffee and to my surprise it is his piss. He waves at me and I
wave back. An older woman walks up to use the atm and says it sure is hot
out tonight isn't it. I say it sure is.


I climb back on the bike and ride one handed so I can sip my refreshment. I
slow down and toss the empty cup in the trash and get back to my errands. I
see the drug store up ahead. I lock my bike and enter the store. I try not
to look self conscious of my appearance but if I could I'd be wringing
Sir's neck right now. I first head to the shaving area but this is only
facial shaving needs. I look a little helpless a clerk warily approaches me
and asks if he can help. I tell him what I'm looking for and he tells me to
follow him. We get to the grooming section and he tells me I'm lucky
because it is on sale this week. He grabs one from the display and tells me
the highlights and that it can be used for both wet and dry shaving. He
can't take his eyes off of me while he talks. His voice is cracking he is
so nervous. He asks if that is all and I say I do need something else. I
tell him I need a shower enema kit and again he says to follow him. We get
to this section and there are many to choose from. While he is staring at
my crotch I decide to have a little fun. I ask him to explain how they work
and ask if he has any recommendations. He is demonstrating how it hangs
from the shower head and I raise my arm and he sees that my pit is cleanly
shaven. I know he wants to touch it but doesn't dare. My cock is trying to
grow but I wince a little. It still leaks a lot adding to the sweat. He
asks if everything is all right and I say all is ok. I ask him to continue
his explanation of how the enema works and he is getting very technical. I
ask him if this is the right one for a guy to use and he whispers to me a
lot of guys use them. I say in a normal voice would you recommend this one
for me, he can only nod. He asks if that is all and I say yes. I bend down
right in front of him to grab my cash. He tells me to follow him and he'll
ring up my purchase. When he hands me the bag with my items I shake his
hand and thank him for his help. I tell him I'll think of him when I use
them and be back to tell him how they both have worked out. I think he
nearly passed out.


I'm back on my bike and realize it is a couple of miles to the next
store. Thankfully my lights work on my bike but the neon yellow singlet is
like a beacon warning cars away. I can't believe how warm and muggy it is
this late at night. I don't think I have a dry spot on my body. I enter the
store and I am asked to check my bag. I explain to the clerk that I need to
get some attachments for what is in my bag. He says he needs to inventory
what I have and will need to check my bags on the way out to make sure I'm
not stealing anything. He pulls out the personal body groomer and asks what
this is and I tell him that you can shave intimate body areas and parts
safely with this razor. He pulls out the enema and asks if this is what I
need help with and I say yes. He tells me to go to isle 14. If I need help,
Steve is on duty there. I get to the correct place and am looking at all of
these different things and have no idea what I need. I go searching for
Steve and find him helping another customer. He acknowledges me and says
he'll be right with me. I try to pull the pant legs down on my singlet but
it doesn't help much. I'm browsing the isles and see myself in a display
mirror. I can't believe how revealing this outfit is. I can even see the
lock on the cock cage. Steve finally comes to my help and I explain I need
some things to attach this thing to my shower head. He says ok, first what
is this thing that needs attaching. I pull it out of the bag and he shakes
his head yes. He asks what size of pipe my shower head is on and I say I
don't have a clue. He grabs two fittings and puts them in my hand. Next he
says he needs to see what is included in the box. He pulls out the hose and
looks at what is there. He hangs it around my head and says I'll need one
of these and one of these. He asks if I have plumbing tape and I say I
doubt it. He asks if I have the tools I'll need to attach it. I stare at
him with an empty look. Leaning over he say I'm not suppose to offer this
but would you like me to put this all together for you tonight? I say would
you, I don't have a clue. I give him my address and he says he gets off
work at 10 and he should be to my place by 10:30. I thank him and he tells
me to go pay for the items in my hand. I have the bag in one hand, a bunch
of parts in my other hand and an enema hose hanging around my neck. God if
only Sir could see me now. The parts I pay for are placed in one bag and I
put it in with the other purchases. I try to stuff the enema kit back into
its box but not too successfully. I head over to the guy who wants to check
out my bag. He looks into it and says it looks fine. He takes the bag from
me and puts it on the floor. He tells me to raise my arms and spread my
legs. He does the pat down like a cop on TV.

He feels my pits, nice and smooth and sweaty. Next he is patting down my
crotch and he is manhandling my cock cage. He turns me around and runs his
hand along my butt crack and feels the plug, he pushes it twice. Lastly he
slaps my butt cheek and tells me he couldn't let Steve have all the fun. He
hands me my bag and tells me thanks for shopping at Lowes. A smile on my
face, shaking my head and I give Sir a big kiss in my imagination.


I peddle back to my apartment as fast as I can. I'll have to get things
ready for Steve to fix up my shower. In my apartment I take a pic of me all
sweating and grinning. I'll send it to Sir later but first I want to get
out of the singlet. I hang it over the shower curtain to dry. I decide to
air dry and pour myself a beer. I've nearly finished that drink when I hear
the buzzer.


I ask Steve and he says yes. I buzz him in and have the door open for
him. He has a tool chest with him. I ask if he'd like anything to drink and
says a beer would be fine. I grab one for each of us and he asks where the
shower is. I lead the way and he says he'll have it installed in a flash.

I step out and set up the razor to plug it in to start charging.


Steve calls me back to the bathroom and says it is ready. He asks me if I
know how to use it and I say not really. He tells me it is better if I take
a dump before I use it. I say ok but he says to go ahead, we're all men
here no need to be embarrassed. He turns me around and pulls out the butt
plug and sits it in the tub. I set down my beer and sit on the toilet. I've
never sat and done my business with another person in the room. I grunt a
little and a couple of good sized logs fall. I wipe myself and flush. Steve
pulls me over and begins to tell me how to use it. We have the temp just
right and the water pressure correct. He asks if I have some lube, I reach
over to the medicine chest and hand him the tube. He has his finger in my
ass and I'm now adequately lubed. He grabs the enema hose and pushes it
in. He tells me to let it fill me up and when he has to pull out the hose
to keeping my hole closed tight. He sits on the counter drinking his beer,
he hands me mine. I try to take a sip but I'm too distracted and put it
back on the counter. He tells me to hold it as long as I can then to squat
over the drain and let loose. I keep waiting for Steve to leave but he
doesn't so I do as I'm told. The water runs out and Steve said to look at
it. If it is at all dirty I should repeat the procedure. I stand up and
insert the enema myself and feel it filling me up.

When he sees my belly begin to budge he says that is enough and to again to
hold it in as long as I can. He asks me if he can have another beer and
tells me to get it while he waits in here. I walk very carefully and grab
one for him and hand it to him and I climb back into the shower. He says if
I begin to cramp it is time to let it go. I squat down and see that the
water is clean. He hands me a towel and I dry off. I offer to pay him for
his work and he says that is not necessary. He only asks if he can take a
pic in the mirror with the two of us. He tells me that Sir wants to see it.

I tell him that is fine and I put my arm around him. He pushes a few
buttons and the pic text has been sent. He gathers up his tools and says he
needs to be getting home to his wife; she'll get worried if he is too
late. He hugs me and leaves.


I send my two pics to Sir the front and back shots of me in the sweat
drenched singlet. I grab my beer and go sit on the couch. It is not long
and I get a text back from Sir, all he says is he is horny, pleasant
dreams. I hit reply and say my cock is aching I'm so horny.