Restricting Friendships 2/2
#2 of Restricting Friendships
Chastity story, kink story, only read if you're perverted, etc. Story contains chastity play, domination/submission, anal sex, bondage. There wasn't a pangolin species listed, but this has one in it. If you want to skip directly to the sex, jump down to the line of stars (*).
RESTRICTING FRIENDSHIPS, Part 2 of 2
It had been about a week since I started Didier and I had started dating and nearly three since Adam had let me come. I undressed the pangolin leisurely and methodically in my mind as I watched him drive us to the apartment Adam and I shared. Turning him down for sex had taken more self control than I could believe I possessed, but the threat of scaring him off with my... predicament and getting nothing at all helped me to move slowly.
"Jack I've really enjoyed the last week," Didier began slowly, "and I'm hoping that we can keep seeing each other, but..." I knew what was coming here, and wasn't looking forward to having to deal with it. "... I've known straight girls who give it up a lot easier than you. If we're gonna be together, it has to come with sex." He cast a sidelong glance at me, and the sincerity in his eyes was a bit withering.
"There are a few things... that we have to talk about," I began. "You're the hottest guy I've ever dated, and you don't know how much I've wanted to sleep with you over the last w-" I didn't have the chance to finish before Didier cut me off. "I know more than you think. I know you're fucking your roommate," he said tersely. Chills raced down my spine and my throat clenched, preventing me from responding. "I know you two are close, I know it's not romantic, and I know that it's something weird." I made a mental note that he was smarter than I gave him credit for. No more snide jock remarks. If we were still dating by the time we got to my place.
Again, he gave me a significant look. "Jack, just get it out in the open. Are you guys like... sick or something?"
I let the breath out and almost laughed. "No no, it's nothing like that. I told you that I'm clean, and I wasn't lying. It's just... something else. It will be easier to show you. I promise you can have me tonight if it's something you're still up for." I squeezed his arm, trying to be reassuring. "And yeah... I don't know how you knew it, but sometimes I'm with Adam. Trust me, no matter what you think it is, it's something different. It's not anything bad, just a little..." With the hint of a smile, Didier finished my sentence, "kinky?" I blushed intensely and offered up a sheepish grin.
We parked and walked up the stairs to my apartment, both silent with apprehension of how the other would react. I unlocked the door and opened it , calling inside "Hey Adam! You home?" Didier and I walked into the kitchen and the tan and orange cat rounded the corner.
"Heya, scales." Adam made a quick salute to Didier. "Jack told me you were going to be around tonight, so I made the place nice." He smiled at us in a way that made me both wary and suspicious.
"So you're going to have sex. That's great," Adam said as he watched some old comedy show on the couch. Didier looked on with what seemed to be both curiosity and confusion. "I told you before," Adam continued, "what we have isn't a romance. You can date whoever you want. You can fuck with whoever you want. We aren't exclusive."
"Adam... there's that one thing. If I could just have tonight with it off..." I trailed off, realizing he had known what I wanted the whole time.
The cat looked first at me, then at the increasingly confused pangolin sitting across the kitchen table from me. "You didn't even tell him yet?" Adam laughed mirthlessly, then said "Didier, buddy, you're in for a treat. This kid will keep up with absolutely anything you want, and you'll find out why soon enough. Jack here would have me spoil your fun before you even get it." I began to protest, but the cat simply spat "Absolutely not. You get out when you get out, and that's when it suits me."
All this talk of sex had my cock straining against its cage, the pegs within it dug in painfully, but I was so horny that I didn't care. I made a small, frustrated gesture, then simply grabbed Didier's hand and dragged him into my room, slamming the door behind me.
"Ok. I'm going to keep this short, and then you're going to fuck me. You think you've had blue balls this week, but you don't know blue balls," I began, as I furiously shed my clothes. I didn't have the patience for subtlety. I loved to be the enticing tease, but that was a role to be played by anyone except me at the moment. "I agreed to be Adam's slave. We didn't agree on a time limit, and he's still in charge, so I guess I am. He keeps the key to this," I pointed at the chastity device hanging from my crotch as I slid the last of the clothes from my body, flinging them to the ground. "It's been nearly three weeks since I've come." I tried to think of anything I had missed and simply finished, "you need to fuck me now." The irony that I, the most submissive dragon to ever break a macho stereotype (and more pointedly, who was locked in a chastity device), could dom a musclebound pangolin was completely lost on me at that particular moment.
The torrent of information and my rapid transformation from a sex shy little twink to a ravenous kinkster took him off guard enough that he didn't resist my pulling his clothes off until he was standing in nothing more than his boxers. "Just slow down, this is all so fast," he said, holding me back. "Just... one thing I was wondering." The look I gave him was desperate, and he smiled a little at it. "Can we do like the note over there says?" He gestured to what I saw in horror was Adam's Rubbermaid container of sex toys with a sheet of paper taped to it and labeled "Make yourself at home, Didier!" That FUCKING cat.
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Didier was ok with the device. He was ok with Adam and I having sex sometimes. He was ok with the kinkiness. Actually... he was clearly a lot more than "ok" with it. My legs were spread behind me with a bar held in place by straps just behind my knees. My arms ached from the sheathes they were wrapped so tightly in, each wrist attached to a D-ring on the back of a tall posture collar by a short chain. The base of my tail was held painfully in place by another strap, connected to the same ring as my arms, and attached to the front of the collar was a heavy weight keeping my head close to the bed's surface and my bottom fixed in a presenting position.
"You are so hot, Jack. You're just... you have no idea how long I've dreamed of something like this," Didier began, and he ran a finger from the small of my back and down my tail. "Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme..." I sobbed. This was too much, I loved this. I hated this. "I'm sorry that I can't get you off while you're in that cage of Adam's and... are you really sure this is ok? This is so hot, but I don't want to hurt you or anything," the idiot babbled. "I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME I NEED FUCKED DO IT NOW FUCK FUCK FUCK." I'm usually a bit of a grammar Nazi, but biological needs can make monsters of us all.
I wasn't able to turn my head so much as an inch thanks to the collar, but out of the corner of my eye, I sized up the naked pangolin's lithe form. The hard yellow scales and creamy underside of his species gracefully commented his large frame. He had been a competitive college swimmer and it showed, his waist thin and his muscles toned. They rippled under his skin as he approached me, and I could hear a soft chitinous rustling, his scales sliding against one another. Those features were only secondary, though. My full attention was focused on the tool swinging between his legs. A massive, slick cock bobbed from between them. It was black as jet and had an intimidating knot at the base. The shy look on his face was utterly out of place on such a muscular frame approaching a small, bound figure begging for sex.
"You look a little lost." a sly voice floated across the room, directed at Didier. Shock prevented me from responding at first and then thankfulness as he guided my scaled buffoon into position behind me.
"Adam, look at this, just take is off while he fucks me and put it right back on aft- " Adam clamped a hand down around my muzzle and said "It looks like the little dragon needs something more constructive to do with its mouth... " With his free hand, he slid his pants open and pulled out the familiar shape of his cock. He eased the grip, and without further instruction, I snaked my long tongue out and drew the member into my mouth, savoring the taste of an experience I couldn't have, myself.
I felt Didier place his warm hands on either side of my waist, and shuddered slightly at the cold as his lube slicked cock pressed against my pucker. "Attention where it matters," Adam swatted my ears and chided me for slowing the action of my tongue. I redoubled my efforts, trying to detach myself from the feline and focus entirely on Didier.
The massive cock's pointed tip pressed into me, and I moaned with anticipation. The pangolin slid the tip in and out experimentally, and I bucked my hips, trying desperately to take more. Finally, I felt his hands slide down to my thighs and his grip tighten as he thrust himself into me up to his knot.
"AHH! AHH! AHH!" My mouth opened and I panted around Adam's cock in time with the thrusts, earning me another swat from Adam. I closed my eyes and the world shrank to this singular experience. Didier's swollen member ground in and out of me, rubbing beautifully against my prostrate. The musk and precum from Adam's pulsing tool flooded my taste and smell, while its tip scraped the back of my throat, tempting me to gag. The bonds at my arms and legs ached terribly as they were being forced against my body, the pressure from both Adam and Didier increasing as they came closer and closer to climax. The chastity device... the dulled spikes within it felt dulled no more; they bored into the delicate flesh of my penis, ensuring that no matter what other pleasures I endured, I would not have my release. Hell was my heaven, and for a time, it continued.
I heard moans of pleasure and the smack of lips above me, and I realized that while they were enjoying my body in a strictly biological sense, they were enjoying each other's company in a more amorous way. Burning shame flooded me, but Adam's hand took hold of my head before I could react, and my head was crushed roughly down and into his lap, forcing the cock in my mouth down my throat, almost before I was able to draw in a gulp of air. By some unspoken command, Didier simultaneously drew back and rammed himself into me, the knot bulging past my tail hole and filling me up more than I ever had been before. My eyes flew open wide, dribbling tears of pain, and I gurgled helplessly around Adam's cock.
"Finish me off, lizard, I know you can't hold your breath long," Adam crooned evilly. I tried to make a move of any kind, but the position between the two larger bodies only allowed me to twist feebly back and forth. Adam bucked mercilessly against my face, and I felt a trickle of blood run down my nose from the repeated impacts. Didier groaned behind me and sent shudders and pain and pleasure through me, his knot holding him in place while I madly tried to focus on moving my tongue along the shaft closing up my throat. My lungs burned, and spots began to float in front of my eyes as my head became ever lighter, and after what seemed an eternity, I felt a surge from Adam's cock. A sea of semen flooded my throat. Equal parts splashed down my gullet and my wind pipe, and my oxygen starved muscles writhed with newfound strength, trying to find freedom and to expel cum from my lungs.
Finally, Adam pulled away from me, breathing heavily and flopping back in the bed, while I was left to cough and splutter my way to a breath of air. Didier seemed to have lost all sense of the situation, as his grip became iron, holding me in place for the last few jolts. In spite of my sorry state, I tried to squeeze a bit more pleasure out of the fucking, hoping vainly that it would somehow push me over the edge to orgasm. As much as I was able to in my bound condition, I forced myself back into his thrusts. It wasn't long until I felt his body tense rigidly, and his hands squeeze my midsection until I thought it would break me in two. My insides burned with his salty release, and I felt as though a balloon had been inflated within me. He relaxed for a split second before a second and a third surge, the last leaving him tensed longer than the others both combined, and he finally collapsed into the bed beside me, pulling me close and letting out a sigh of contentment, punctuated by Adam's snore.
My legs were pulled into a bizarre angle from Didier having pulled me sideways to him and the spreader attached to them, and his knot was still tying us. I tried to speak, but fell into another bout of coughing before I was able to find my voice. "Didier, please let me out of this stuff..." a viscous mixture of blood and cum dripped from my nostrils, and I knew that the moment I freed myself from Didier's knot, I would be leaking from nearly every orifice. All I wanted to be completely naked and in the shower.
"Hon, you were fantastic... I had no idea sex could ever be like this," said the philodot as he undid the bindings on my arms and legs. I winced as I stood, as much from the sore bunched muscles in my thighs as from the engorged knot that made a distinct "PLUP" sound when being dragged from me. I clenched myself as hard as I could, my stretched muscles aching. God, it felt like he loosed ol' faithful in me.
I smiled weakly at Didier and said "Let's take a shower and clean up." He looked quizzical for a moment, then jostled Adam and said "Hey, what about Jack? Doesn't he get to..?"
Adam looked up sourly and said "God, he never stops whining about that, does he? Take a shower with him and he'll calm down. That always fixes him up." The cat rolled over again, and I smiled at the fact that he had smeared his pants with the unbelievable mess that he shoved into, then out of my face. I would probably pay for that with extra time in the device, but for now the small victory was worth anything.
"Come on, Didier, we should clean off... you were great and waiting a little while longer won't kill me." Although I was smiling at him, part of me felt like the wait would do me in if it lasted much longer. "Besides, if I complain too much it just means longer without getting a turn to come." I pulled him along with a kiss and led to the bathroom.
It was two weeks longer before Adam let me out, and as he had promised so long ago, he had finally taught me to come without my cock being touched at all. Free of its cage, a hard fucking was more than enough to lead me to extacy. Before the bindings holding me down were released though, the device went on again, with assurance that earning release sessions would be more challenging in the future.
The last 7 months have followed that pattern, and I had fallen into an odd sort of comfort with it. Savage abuse in the bedroom was everything that I craved in the hormone addled state the chastity device guaranteed I would be in, and I would be lying if I said that I didn't love every minute of the frustration and discomfort it caused.
Didier was getting disturbingly attached to the idea of enforced chastity, and it seemed like Adam was planning on handing him the key. I was a bit nervous that he would be overzealous with the times between releases, but wasn't in a position to mention anything about it. The relationship between the three of us was more or less everything that Adam had predicted it would be. Didier and I were getting closer all the time, and Adam was just in it to sate his sadistic sexual needs (which isn't to say that Didier wasn't discovering some sadistic tendencies as well). I felt as though either of them would probably let me out of the device if I really firmly told them that the game was over. Probably. It's not like I would have many options if they refused... but that would be a bridge to burn when we came to it.
In any event, that's my story about sex. I get a lot of it, but none at all. And it's weird. Sex is very weird.