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Permanent Chastity For Joel Feila by Draconicon

Joel couldn't help but fondle himself as he and Elijah stood outside of the locked studio door. The pair of them were dressed in matching speedos and little else, so it was pretty clear what he was doing. His twin flashed him a teasing grin, but the other feline touched himself the same way.

"I can't believe that we're actually doing this."

"Heh, that we're doing it, or that we get to do it, Joel?"

"You know what I mean. That we GET to do it, of course!"

He couldn't help laughing as he looked down at his phone, flicking through a couple of texts and twitter reminders.

"I can't believe that's still climbing, either."

"Why would they stop? They want us in this stuff just as bad as you."

That was true. Joel hadn't thought that their dragon master would get to do this little event, but it turned out that the big male was right. After only a few months in chastity, they had the opportunity to make it permanent, and do a big show out of it as well.

Just the thought had his little cock rock hard, and he tugged on his speedo again.

"Mmph. We better hurry and get inside, otherwise I might just ruin it and cum here."

"You do that, and I'm going to laugh while master spanks your butt red."

"He'll get you too, for not stopping me."

"Not as bad as he'll get you."

Chuckling, the feline flicked to the right text on his phone, double checking the code for the door before rolling his eyes. It would have been 6969, wouldn't it? As he typed it in, his mind drifted off towards the coming show. The master had promised that they'd get to do something really hot for their last orgasm, and considering the imagination their master had shown in the past, the 22 year old knew it would blow his socks off.

The door opened with a hiss, revealing little more than darkness behind it. The twins were used to that; considering the amount of darkly lit rooms they played in while clubbing, it was far from a new experience. Giving each other a grin, they stepped inside.

They didn't expect the lights to suddenly come on, and Joel definitely didn't expect to be grabbed from behind as soon as the door shut. Almost jumping out of his skin, he looked over his shoulder. He didn't need to look past the scaly chest to realize who it was.

"Oh hi, Master. Thanks for the heart attack."

"Be serious, Joel. You've had more frightening moments at the local gloryhole."

Elijah broke out laughing as Joel rubbed the back of his head. The fact was, it was true, but he would have liked to see his twin stay calm when a cock bigger than his arm got shoved through. It was pretty freaky the first time around.

Grumbling under his breath, he submitted to being pushed ahead by their master. More and more lights came on, and he realized that they were in the middle of a big studio. And not just a regular warehouse style studio, but one of the ones people did game shows in. It even had all the chairs and a big stage waiting for them, and a massive audience to fill the chairs, too.

It didn't take him long to get into the spirit of things and start waving at people, grinning at the few people he recognized - or at least the bulges that he thought he recognized - and just waving at those he didn't. Elijah was doing the same, but he was obviously enjoying showing off more. At least, that was what Joel was gathering from the way his bulge was starting to leak a bit. He snickered.

When they reached the stage, the dragon stood behind them still, rubbing their rumps. He raised his voice.

"All of you know why you're here, but these boys don't. In addition to celebrating their accomplishment of three months in chastity -"

The dragon was interrupted by a wild cheer from the crowd. Applause echoed through the room, leaving Joel blushing, and his twin not far from it.

"In addition to celebrating their accomplishment, we're here to award them their prize. I told them three months ago, if they could tweet their lovely bodies for a chastity contest, and have five years worth of tweets and favorites racked up, that I would make sure that they were in chastity for the rest of their lives. Most little sluts would take that as a threat. But not these boys."

Joel felt a little thrill of pleasure that his master liked that about them, and leaned his head back against the dragon's chest.

"No, they pursued it wholeheartedly, and yesterday they managed to reach their goal. In a little while, they'll get their little cocks locked away forever, with no chance to get them off in the future. But before that, we're going to watch as these twins get each other off for the very last time.

"If any of you want records of this, I have the cameras rolling, and I'll be selling copies for $15 per DVD, $20 per bluray. I just ask that you all turn off your cameras while they play."

The dragon patted their shoulders, and Joel realized that there was no turning back now. A part of him was slightly nervous, while the rest...well, the rest was making the inside of his speedos very wet.

"Show them, boys. Do your master proud."

"We will."

"You bet we will."

As the dragon stepped back, Joel felt a scaled finger hook into the back of his speedo. His eyes went wide just as the dragon yanked on them, sending him flying forward. He flung out his arms just in time to catch himself, and he heard Elijah hit the floor next to him. What he didn't feel, however, was any sensation of the speedos on him.

Rolling over, he saw that his master was walking off the stage with them in hand. With a slight blush, Joel pulled himself to his feet, turning to face the crowd.

The wave of laughter was nearly as loud as the wave of applause, and when Elijah got up too, it was howlingly loud.

"Oh my god, they're so tiny!"

"I've got babies bigger than you!"

"Man, not much of a loss to lock up those things, huh?"

"Geez, and here I thought it'd be a big caging. It'll be like sweeping dust out a door."

Joel's face was about as red as it had ever gotten, but he liked it. Turning to his brother, he reached down and grabbed hold of the end of Elijah's cock. He mostly pinched sheath, but he still felt it squishing around, filled with pre.

"Ready for the last one?"

"You bet. Let's go."

The two of them grabbed each other and went to the floor. laying on their sides, then with him on the floor and Elijah on top of him. The swollen sheath tip of his brother hung right over his mouth, and Joel licked his lips before pulling it past his lips.

It was just as wet and squelchy as it had felt. As his tongue slipped inside the sheath, he tasted nothing but sheath juices and pre. No cock, not that far out, but plenty of what it leaked. He sucked deep, drawing the juices out of the fleshy straw, even as his brother sucked up his cock as well.

It took almost the entire length of his tongue to find his brother's cock, and even then it wasn't much. The tip was barely wider than his tongue, and he didn't have much there anyway. Joel groaned, teasing it, licking the tip, and feeling his brother shiver above him.

He wasn't much better, though. The feeling of that raspy tongue working down into his own sheath, tickling him, teasing him, left him moaning around the fuzzy flesh between his lips. He bucked his hips up, and Elijah bucked his hips down, the two of them see-sawing back and forth as they had their fun.

The audience was loving it. Amidst the laughter he heard moans, and he'd bet if he looked over there, he'd see them stroking. Or at least some of them.

But there was no time to do that. He shuddered as he felt his climax trying to come out early. Three months was a long time, and he was so backed up. Prostate massages didn't cut it at all, particularly not once a month. He blushed, his hips moving on their own, slamming his sheath and cock against his brother's tongue.

Elijah was leaking worse than him, he swore. Joel had to swallow repeatedly to keep his mouth clear, but it only encouraged more to come, more to fill his mouth. He gasped for breath, his nose filled with the scent of his brother's sac, and soon, there was no way he could hold back.

Grunting, he slammed his hips up as hard as he could, hilting his cock in Elijah's mouth. It throbbed hard, and he heard his twin grunt as well, trying to swallow his load. It wasn't enough, and Joel felt his gooey cum leaking out around his shaft, dripping down around his balls and swirling back towards his rump.

Then he had the same experience. Elijah's cock exploded in his mouth, and he simply couldn't swallow hard enough, or fast enough, to keep up with the load. It filled his mouth to the brim and leaked out, dribbling along his cheeks and up around his nose, pooling along the sides of his head and on his chest.

They held themselves there for a few seconds before Elijah rolled off of him, flopping on the ground at his side. The brothers gasped for breath, coughing up a little more cum before they could swallow it down, before looking at each other.

The crowd cheered as they gave each other a thumbs up.

"So, boys, are you ready to be sealed in for good?"

The twins looked back towards their master, the dragon leaning on the edge of the stage. Joel nodded, and a second later, Elijah did the same.

"Good. This won't take long."

The dragon led them over to the other side of the stage, where some hidden wall restraints were finally revealed. After tying them in, the dragon reached down and pulled out a couple of cages.

They were surprisingly small, Joel thought, but then again, they didn't have to hold much. There was an opening just past the two inch mark, which would allow their sheath to come out, but their cocks - never longer than two inches at their hardest - would stay inside of it, helpless. A rod would have to go through their sheath, into their urethra, he saw, and he blushed at the thought of how that would feel.

"You can say goodbye to your orgasms now, boys. That was your last one."

The dragon pulled out a few more tools, including a drill and piercing gun.

"This won't take long, but you will be sore."

The two felines walked out of the studio on spread legs, barely allowing their legs to touch. Their crotches were sore, and the new weights on their cocks and balls was a lot more than they were used to. Not to mention it bulged their speedos even more than their natural equipment did.

Nevertheless, they shared a grin. They loved it, and they didn't regret a thing.

The End