Date: Sat, 27 Aug 2011 08:09:35 +0100
From: B DG <gssemail0123@gmail.com>
Subject: The Bar, part 3

Keep the feedback coming! One more chapter to go before the story ends.

Normal disclaimers apply - purely a work of fiction. Don't try any of this
at home.

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It had been a shitty day at work.

My trussed up cock had leaked almost non-stop, forcing me to spend most of
my day trying to hide the wet patch in the front of my trousers. Trickier
to hide were the dried marks around my ass where Gabe's four or five loads
of cum had trickled out of my ass through the day.

I'd almost made the mistake of going to the urinal in the gent's toilets -
before realising at the last minute that there was no way I could explain
my chastity device to any of the other guys at work.

Basically, I was sore, horny, frustrated and tired. And I stunk like the
cum-dump that my body was. I had a few odd looks from people in the office
through the day, but eventually it was five o'clock and I headed for the
gym, just like Gabe had told me.

The gym was my place to relax and I badly needed that after last night. I
needed time to think about what to do next. A couple of hours working out
sounded perfect.

I kept a set of gym clothes in my office and headed down to the gym. When
there, I made my way to the changing rooms and slipped out of my stained
suit and into my sleeveless t-shirt and shorts. It was nice to be in fresh
clothes - even for a short while.

I started off on the treadmills to try and warm up before I did any weights
training. After about ten minutes, I noticed out of the corner of my eye
another guy start on the treadmill next to me.

I wanted to stay focused on my breathing, so I ignored him. After another
few minutes I heard him say "I thought I recognised you!"

I turned to face him and felt a sudden chill. It was Matt.  I flashed back
to last night - being tied spreadeagled over the bar with Matt impaling me
with his enormous, thick cock. In spite of the situation, it had been one
of the most amazing fucks I'd ever had.

Matt was only about 18 or so, with an unruly mop of hair and a huge
grin. He was stocky and I could see through his tight, black t-shirt that
he had to spend a lot of time here at the gym - I guess I'd just never
noticed him before.

Matt leaned over on his treadmill slightly without breaking stride.

"Nice to see you in here keeping that body in shape for us," he
said. "How's the cock cage?"

I looked around desperately. Matt was being pretty loud and there were lots
of guys who worked at my law firm that came to this gym.

"Worried someone'll hear?" said Matt, following my gaze. "Well we wouldn't
want that would we? How about you follow me?"

Without a backwards glance he hopped off his treadmill and strode away
through the maze of exercise equipment.

I wasn't sure what to do - he might be 12 years my junior, but he had the
key to my chastity device. Essentially he and James owned my cock. I was
pretty sure that if I wanted to get the cock cage off, I'd need to do as I
was told.

I followed a little way behind Matt, who wove his way through the corridors
at the back of the gym before moving into a small room to my right. I saw
him put the lights on.

Without thinking, I followed him through into what I soon found was a small
weights room. There were rows of weights as well as a number of different
benches and machines for exercising pretty much every muscle in the body.

"No-one should come back here," Matt called over his shoulder as he
wandered over to the main weights bench.

"What do you want with me?" I asked him, feeling apprehensive.

"What does anyone want to do with you?" he laughed, "Your dick is mine,
which means the rest of you is mine, too. If you want the key, you'll have
to work for it!"

He reached into his pocket and fished out a small, shiny key. I couldn't
believe he'd brought it with him! I thought briefly about trying to take it
from him by force, but within the last 24 hours I'd been bound and spanked
by a 50-year-old guy and wrestled and spanked by a 25-year-old doorman. My
confidence wasn't too strong.

"How about we see how obedient you can be?" Matt was saying. "If you're
really well behaved I might give you this back. I might even let you
cum. You'd like that wouldn't you?"

I nodded dumbly. My cock and nuts ached so badly I thought I'd do anything
for some release.

"Well I want you to do a little workout, just for me." He patted the
weights bench he was next to.

I went to sit down and he stopped me. "No clothes." he said.

I looked towards the door. He caught my eye and laughed. "No-one'll come
in. Don't worry. We're way out back."

"OK sir," I said. Matt started laughing.

"Sir?" he said, "I love a guy like you calling a kid like me sir! James
must have broken you better than I thought!"

Resigned, I stripped out of my clothes. Matt strode up to me and groped the
chastity device. My cock leapt at his touch.

"Good boy," he said, "Nice and slick with pre-cum."

He moved his hands round to my arse.

"What's this?" he said, "This cum looks a bit fresher. You been fucked by
someone after the bar? God you have turned into a whore," he snorted.

I blushed and nodded dumbly. I really was being turned into a whore. James
owned me at the bar, Gabe owned me at home and now this kid, Matt, owned me
at the gym.

Matt pushed me back onto the weights bench, his lip curled in disgust.

"Dirty old fucker," he said. "wait right there."

I sat quietly, naked on the weights bench as he rummaged through a cupboard
behind me. What else could I do?( ( A minute or so later, Matt returned
with several skipping ropes. He used them to tie my torso to the bench,
stopping me from sitting up. Then he tied my wrists to the bar bell and my
ankles to the leg trainer bars.

He placed several metal weights on the barbell and the leg trainer bars. I
watched him put on far more than I would usually use. I knew I wouldn't be
able to press them for long.

"Start," he said to me simply, "And don't stop until I tell you."

And so I did. I raised and lowered my legs over and over and pumped the
barbells up and down again and again, waiting for him to tell me to stop.

But the kid didn't. He just watched me as the sweat started to bead across
my naked body and pool under my cock cage. He said nothing as my arms and
legs started to wobble with fatigue. He didn't even touch me. He just
watched.

Eventually I put the barbells down into the clips.

"I'm sorry sir, I can't do any more," I begged.

Matt pulled the key out of his pocket again. "No?" he asked. "I don't
reckon you're anywhere near what you can do. Keep going or I won't unlock
your cock."

I had to cum. My whole body was desperate to be released. My nuts were full
of cum and churning constantly. I had to get the key back.

Shakily, I started raising the weighs again. Matt, meanwhile, started
stripping off.

"Keep fucking pumping," he snarled as I stopped to watch him. His body was
smooth like mine, with just a light dusting of hair round his groin and
under his arms. He was well muscled, with scrolling tattoos around both
biceps and his cock.... wow.

That cock was only at half mast, but it was already as big as mine when I
was fully erect. It was as thick as a beer can heavily veined. I remembered
it ploughing into me, making me his.

Matt saw me staring. "Looking at what a real man's dick looks like?" he
asked. He paused, waiting for an answer.

"Yes sir," I answered.

"How does it make you feel, knowing that I'm so much bigger than you?" he
asked, striding toward me, now totally naked.

I choked on the words, but I knew I had to answer him.

"Like you're the real man and I'm just a little kid," I said, feeling the
stab of tears behind my eyes, "Like you're older than me and so I should do
what you say. Like I'm worthless."

Matt smiled and swung his leg over my chest, straddling me as I shakily
kept pumping the weights in my enforced workout. His cock was almost at
full mast.

"Exactly," he said, inching towards me, "You're nothing but a cum whore for
me and anyone else who'll have you. You're barely worth me giving my cock
to. But you want it don't you?"

I nodded - unable to take my eyes off his cock. It was just inches away
from my mouth.

"You want to suck my dick more than anything, don't you?" It was closer
still.

I nodded again. Matt's cock was all I could focus on - it was even taking
my mind off the roaring pain in my legs and arms from the weights.

"Well I'll make you a deal," said Matt, pushing his hair back and pulling
his cock away from me slightly. I let out a slight moan.

"I'll let you suck my cock right now if you can do another ten reps of your
legs and arms."

He smiled.

The burning in my muscles was becoming excrutiating as I started on the
final ten reps. All I knew was that I had to suck that cock. Sucking Matt
would make everything better. But my arms and legs were starting to fail
me. I only made it to eight, tortured reps before my muscles totally gave
way.

"Awwww, never mind," said Matt, grinning and shifting his smooth body
further away from my mouth. "No reps, no cock."

I had never been so frustrated in my life. My body screamed, but I was just
too weak to do any more. I had never felt so spent before.

Matt moved slightly closer. "I could offer you a consolation prize?"  ( I
felt hope burning in my chest.

"Yes - yes sir?" I croaked, realising my mouth was dry.

"I'll give you a choice," he said. "I'll get the key and unlock your cage
right now. Even jerk you off till you spray everywhere. But you'll never
feel my cock in you ever again. Or, you can leave the chastity lock on and
I'll fuck you right now, hard and slow. Your choice."

I couldn't understand why I suddenly felt indecisive. A night of getting
fucked by Gabe while in a chastity lock had made me hornier than I had ever
been. But to never have Matt ride me again? I was so horny that it seemed
unthinkable.

Matt seemed amused by my dilemma.

"Does this help?" he asked, sliding himself off my bound chest and untying
my legs. My leg muscles were too tired to even raise them, so he lifted
them in his strong arms and sat down on the end of the bench. He placed my
ankles on his shoulders and lined his cock up against my hole.

Then he slowly shifted himself forward until the tip of that amazing pole
was just touching my ring. Then he waited.

My mind was screaming. I couldn't let myself stay locked in a cock-cage,
but the feelings from my arsehole were blowing me away. Matt started slowly
rubbing his dick around my hole, flexing his tattooed arms to keep my
ankles in place on his shoulders. Buried underneath my legs he looked
amazing.

I knew I couldn't resist him.

"Fuck me, please sir," I wheezed.

Matt feigned surprise.

"Really?" he said, "You want me to fuck you and leave the cage on your dick
for the rest of the week?"

I nodded urgently, hardly believing what I was doing.

"Say it," he said, his brown eyes locked with mine, "Say what you want."

"I want you to fuck me with your massive man's cock," I said, realising I
was pleading.

"And what should I do with your cock?" he continued, rubbing his tool round
my hole again, driving me crazy.

"Keep it locked up! Keep the key," I almost yelled.

"Who does your little dick belong to?" he asked again.

This was getting too much for me to take. I needed him in me. I felt myself
straining against the ropes, trying to inch downwards onto this kid's cock.

"Yours," I almost cried, "it's all yours."

Matt finally seemed satisfied and shifted position slightly, before
plunging his cock straight into me, right the way up to his trimmed
pubes. It was even better than I remembered. True to his word, he was hard
and slow, hitting my prostate with each stroke.

At some point he stood up and strained me up against he ropes, his thrusts
pushing his cock downwards into my ass.  It was
unbelievable. Mind-blowing. I was sure I was going to cum, even with the
cock-cage imprisoning me and preventing an erection. Pre-cum flowed freely
out of the chastity device's piss slit and ran down my chest.  I was
literally gasping for breath as he tore into me.

Then he pulled out and let my legs drop limply back to the bench. I looked
up, feeling empty and somehow cheated that he hadn't filled me up with his
cum.

He was breathing heavily as well and didn't even look me in the eye as he
came round and untied the rest of my bonds. Then, with little obvious
effort he forced me into a standing position and pushed me up against he
wall.

He raised one of my legs awkwardly onto one shoulder and I felt his dick
push into me again. He leaned most of my weight onto the wall behind him
and then pulled the other leg over his other shoulder.

Soon I found myself off he ground, my legs wrapped round his neck as he
thrust in and out of me faster and faster. Every muscle in his arms and
neck were standing out in relief. But I barely noticed. His cock was even
deeper in me than before. Every shift in his position brought me a new
sensation.( ( All too soon, I felt his cock swell inside me, before he
howled and erupted in a fountain of cum deep into my guts. He slowly slid
down the wall, until we were both lying on the floor.

I was almost unable to move. But now the fucking was over I realised I was
even hornier than ever. It had seemed less important while Matt was taking
me, but I guess that now my body knew there would be no release, my need to
cum almost hurt.

Matt stood up and, without a backwards glance picked up my gym clothes. He
rubbed his sticky cock over them to clean himself off. Then he put his own
clothes back on and walked towards the door.( ( "See you here tomorrow," he
called out over his shoulder.

He turned off the lights and shut the door, leaving me exhausted in a
puddle of sweat and cum.