Date: Mon, 28 Dec 2015 14:17:39 +0000 (UTC)
From: chastories@tutamail.com
Subject: Roommate Keyholder chapter 2

Disclaimer:

All characters and situations are fictional. This story is intended for
adults interested in homosexual erotica. If that is not something that you
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That was the end of that discussion. As soon as we had "agreed" on a time
frame Greg had pocketed the keys and started telling me about his time back
at home. My mind was racing and I could barely concentrate. I had really
just been locked up by my roommate and would not get out of my cage for
another four nights. That alone made me want to break free right that
moment. But no such luck.

We spent the rest of the day like we always would. Talking, watching a
movie, playing some video games. It was too normal. Greg was so completely
unmoved by my whole revelation that I wasn't sure whether it relaxed me too
or made me even more nervous. Every now and then I would forget about the
cage around my cock until I moved in a certain way and felt it. Immediately
I would get aroused again.

The first time I noticed a change in our dynamic was when Greg came back
from the showers. He was wearing a towel as usual and undressed in front of
me. That part was normal. Shyness just didn't come natural to him. However,
something about his movement seemed different this time. Where normally he
was completely casual about walking around naked it felt somehow more
deliberate this time. Like there was a purpose this time. It might have
just been my hormone fueled imagination but it felt as if he was trying to
make me look. And I did look. I looked at his nice, muscular butt and when
he turned around I admired his beautiful pecs and abs that were covered in
neatly trimmed hair that lead a trail down to his cock that seemed even
bigger today than I remembered.

"Dude, you gotta shower too if you wanna come to the cafeteria with me. You
haven't left the room all day!"

I got up and looked for my shower utensils and my towel. Normally I would
wrap my towel around me and discretely strip out of my underwear but that
just seemed ridiculous now. Why would I hide my cock from the man that
controlled it? So I just quickly undressed, wrapped the towel around my
waist and rushed out the door.

As I was walking down the hallway I realized that this was the first time
that I had left my room with the cage on. I had always unlocked long enough
to go to the showers before today. Looking down I saw a bulge in the front
of my towel and I was sure that everyone would know exactly what I was
hiding underneath it. I vowed to deal with my paranoia long enough to at
least get somewhat clean.

The bathroom at least provided some privacy. The two shower stalls each had
opaque curtains and only 7 other people actually used it so I would
probably be alone anyway. I let the hot water run over my body and lathered
myself up. The sensation of touching my own skin was enough to get me riled
up again. I took extra special care of cleaning my private parts. The
design of the metal cage allowed enough access to ensure proper hygiene
thankfully. I considered playing with my ass for a moment but stopped
myself in the end. I was four nights away from getting unlocked and I
shouldn't make it any worse.

The rest of the day was rather normal. We spent some time in the cafeteria
and I tried hard not to think about my locked up dick while we hung out
with some of our friends. The night on the other hand was pretty
difficult. Not only was I acutely aware of Greg's naked body that was just
a few feet away from me. My horniness just wouldn't stop and it took me
forever to fall asleep.

The next day was pretty much the same. Only now I was getting more
confident in my assessment that Greg was toying with me a little bit
because he definitely took his time when he was changing clothes. Other
than that though he acted as if nothing had happened between us which was
as much a relief as it was a disappointment. After having had the
opportunity to talk about it for once it was a bit of a letdown to be back
to dealing with this on my own. It was still incredibly hot though to know
that I was now no longer in control and that I had already broken my
previous record.

The feeling I had was indescribable. Briefly I thought about looking for
the hidden emergency key but that seemed like a stupid idea. Why would I
self-sabotage when I finally had someone who was helping me? Had I had
access to the keys I would have unlocked immediately and spent an
embarrassingly short amount of time in front of some internet porn and
would probably be drenched in my own fluids within seconds. I couldn't go
half an hour without thinking about sex. Knowing that I didn't have the
option made it a lot easier though. Self-control is easy when it's really
someone else that controls you.

The next evening Greg asked me to go out with him and a few of his soccer
teammates. I declined because I didn't think I could take being around a
group of hot guys while being drunk, horny and locked up. So I stayed at
home and watched some porn which only frustrated me more. Three more nights
I thought and decided to go to bed early, hoping it would make my release
day come sooner.

I was once again woken up by the sound of Greg entering our room. He wasn't
alone though. I heard some giggling and rustling of clothes being removed.

"Are you sure your roommate is asleep?" A female voice.

"Yeah, don't worry. He sleeps like a stone." Both of them were obviously
quite tipsy. "And he wouldn't perv on you anyways, he's gay."

I wanted to give them their privacy. I really did. But I just couldn't help
myself. When I heard the telltale noises of drunk sex I opened my eyes just
enough to see what was going on. Immediately I filled my cage up. The
street lanterns made the room bright enough to see Greg's entire backside
and he pounded away at some girl I couldn't even see under his massive
frame. I could only hear her moan in pleasure whenever in pelvis
descendent. I watched closely as he picked up his rhythm.  Observed the
muscles in his gorgeous ass working with every thrust. I didn't even notice
at first that Greg was looking at me now.

When I finally met his gaze I wanted to look away but I didn't. He stared
at me so intently that I couldn't turn my head away even If I tried. He
wasn't smiling but I could see that he wasn't mad. It was more of an
invitation that I gladly accepted. He picked up the pace and I could see
the pearls of sweat that were forming on his back. His expression changed
to one of intense pleasure and I could see that he was close to coming. My
own cock was twitching in its prison. I reached down to adjust it and felt
the slick feeling of precum in my underpants.

"Are you ready?", he asked.

"Yeah!", moaned the girl but I knew the question wasn't for her. It was
directed at me. I nodded almost imperceptibly and just moments later Greg
thrust into her once more and left out a load groan. His body shook but he
never broke eye contact with me until his orgasm was over. At that point I
was finally able to close my eyes, roll over and pretend to sleep.

We didn't speak about this incident the next morning. Not a single
word. When I woke up the girl was gone already and Greg was dressed and
ready to go to the library. Once again we spent the next two days and
nights pretending everything was completely normal other than Greg's sudden
inability to change his clothes in a reasonable time.

Finally, it was my release day and I was more than ready to get out of this
cage. I didn't know though what time Greg would give me the keys back so I
spent all day on edge. When he came home that evening I was probably
looking like a puppy that was waiting by the door for its owner to come
back because Greg laughed as soon as he saw me.

"That desperate already?"

"You have no idea how difficult this was."

"But it's what you wanted, isn't it?"

"Oh, yes. Don't get me wrong. It was difficult but I am so fucking grateful
that you are doing this for me.  This was without a doubt on of the best
experiences in my life. You wouldn't believe how fucking horny I am."

"So, do you really want me to unlock you then? Or is that just your basic
instinct talking?"

"No, I really, really want to jerk off now." I was getting nervous.

"I read up a bit on your fetish. And I've seen people that were locked up
for way longer. Six days seems kind of beginner territory."

"Well, I guess. I am a beginner though. And it's not like I have any chance
to use this pent up energy.  No boyfriend in sight. So I'm just doing this
for myself."

"You did enjoy the show the other night though, didn't you? It was the
first time you were ever brave enough to watch me with a girl. That was
pretty hot I have to say."

I was quite embarrassed. Of course I knew that he had noticed me but I had
thought that we would just ignore that. I decided to go into the offensive
for once. "Well, you did seem to be turned on by being watched."

Greg laughed. He wasn't embarrassed at all. "Yeah, I have to admit. I do
enjoy a bit of an audience.  You might have noticed that I have a slight
exhibitionist streak."

"Maybe."

The conversation wasn't helping with my horniness problem. My dick was once
again testing the boundaries of its cage. But it seemed like I wasn't the
only one that was turned on now. Greg hand was suspiciously groping his own
bulge that looked even more pronounced than usually.

"So", he said and stared me down. "Are you up for a little offer? You agree
to an additional night of lock up and in exchange you get to watch me jerk
off right now. With the lights on this time."

"Yes!", I blurted out before I even realized what I was agreeing to. This
was getting really weird. I had agreed to Greg keeping my keys away from me
but now things were getting really complicated. I didn't want him to freak
out after coming and ending our friendship. But that didn't really seem
like something that Greg would do. It didn't matter much though. Greg was
already unbuttoning his shirt and I could feel my mental resistance falter
with every button.

"Why do you want me locked up for longer though?"

"I dunno. I'm just more comfortable with this when your cock is out of the
equation, that's all."

I just nodded and watched as he slowly pulled down his pants. His cock was
already semi-erect underneath his boxers. He sat back on his bed and let
his hands travel over his torso. When he reached his crotch he pushed his
hand underneath his waistband and began to fondle his crotch.

All thoughts of regretting my decision where gone by the time he got his
now fully erect cock out from underneath the thin fabric. It was the first
time I had seen his cock hard and it was all I could have wished for. His
thick shaft was at least eight full inches with a nice big head had was
still covered by a bit of foreskin that he moved up and down slowly. At the
base two big low-hanging balls tensed up every time his hand moved down.

I watched him intently savoring every minute of his performance and
memorizing every detail about his hard physique - from the exact shade of
purple of his head to the vein on the underside of his shaft. All the while
he was watching me too. It wasn't too long before his breathing was getting
heavier and his movements faster.

"Ah, fuck it", he said. "Undress and kneel down!"

"What?"

"I want to see your cage. Undress and kneel down on the floor."

I clearly wasn't thinking straight with this perfect specimen of a man
giving me instructions while jerking off in front of me because I did
exactly what he told me. I was completely naked and on my knees watching
him as he stood up.

"Don't move!" I wasn't going to. He positioned himself a few feet in front
of me, his cock right in front of my face. Instinctively I opened my
mouth. "No, close your mouth!" I did as I was told leaking in my cage.

He jerked even faster and started to groan loudly. "Stay still! I'm
coming!" With that saw the first spurt of come shoot out of his cock and
hit me in the face. I closed my eyes just before another one hit me. Two
more spurts splashed me in my face before it was over. I stayed still. I
smelled the salty aroma of his load that was slowly dripping down my face,
too nervous to do anything about it. My cock was still bouncing in its
cage. Even more so now that I had gotten an unexpected facial. What had I
gotten myself into?

Moments later I felt a piece of cloth wipe the jizz off my face. When he
was done I opened my eyes and so him naked ass as he turned away to throw
his shorts into the laundry basket. I quickly licked my lips to steal a
tiny taste of his essence before he turned around again.

"Well, that was fun for me." I couldn't exactly complain either. Just that
I was hornier than ever and still had to wait until tomorrow to finally
jerk off.

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