Tonight Zack finally faced the moment of truth: release and freedom from his chastity cage after 611 days… or more locked-up denial ahead?
I strapped him tightly to the chair, secured a powerful vibrator right against his chastity, and laid out the rules:
• Envelope 1 opens if he cums before the 15-minute mark (hidden until the end)
• Envelope 2 opens if he cums between 15–30 minutes (hidden until the end)
• Envelope 3 opens only if he survives the full 30 minutes without cumming (hidden until the end)
The stakes? Whether he finally gets to touch his cock again… or stays helplessly caged for who-knows-how-much longer. Watch the video, trust me, the ending is worth every second of the wait. 😈🔒
Hello, I am new-ish to your page and site. I am a 23 year old sub. In the past year or so, I have been craving the ideas of being a cuck and being exposed to my friends, exes, and men in my family. I love humiliating and the idea of the people I love knowing that I am a complete beta male whose only purpose is to serve Alpha men. But deeper than that, I feel like I deserve this life, I deserve to be exposed and ruined. My question for you is how do I go about this? I have tried previously to message them and have always chickened out.
Thank you for writing!
Well, first of all, you’re not a beta male. You’re a faggot. This is an important distinction. You’re resisting calling yourself that, which is odd given that you like humiliation. But before anything else, you need to admit that and be able to express that openly.
As for the rest: stop chickening out. Embrace what you are and you become fearless. There are plenty of ways to do this, but first things first. You need to develop inner courage.
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Yesterday was day 464 of being locked in chastity under Sir Declan’s control (Locktober day 2).
Last night started off like the perfect kind of evening you imagine in your head but never think will actually happen. Sir had already texted me earlier in the day telling me to show up at the gym. As soon as I walked in, his eyes told me everything: this wasn’t going to be a “regular” workout. Between sets he’d whisper in my ear, “I’m going to make your body better for me. Stronger, tighter, more useful. You’re mine to build.” Each word was like a pulse down my spine, a mix of fear and excitement.
After we left the gym, we came home. I immediately started preparing dinner after my shower exactly as he’d instructed earlier in the day. I had all the ingredients laid out; I knew the timing had to be perfect. He likes things a certain way: his plate built just right, sauces in the correct order, and the tray neat so he can eat from the couch. I didn’t even make my own plate at first. Instead, I knelt at his feet, rubbing his arches, running my thumbs over the tension in his heels while he ate.
Halfway through his meal he looked down at me, smiled, and said quietly but firmly, “Go get your food.” I got up and made my own plate, but instead of joining him on the couch, I had to sit on the floor at the coffee table, back turned to him, eating like a servant while he ate like a king. I could hear him breathing, feel the weight of his gaze on me.
We started a movie and for a few minutes I felt that rare softness; he let me curl up next to him, his arms around me, his hand lazily resting on my locked cock through my shorts. But I know him well enough to recognize when that softness changes. His body language shifted. His grip tightened.
He stood up and without raising his voice said in that low, unmistakable tone, “FOLLOW ME!” As we got in the bedroom, he said: “Hands over the cage now.” My stomach dropped. I knew what was coming.
The cage already sitting there like a silent threat. I raised my arms. He grabbed my left wrist and clicked the cuff to the top bar of the cage, then my right wrist to the other side. Cold metal. No movement. My body completely exposed.
Then came the first strike of the paddle. Not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to sting and echo in the room. He paused, reached for the permanent marker, uncapped it with his teeth, and began writing across my back in thick black letters: “Owned by Declan.” The ink felt cool at first, then hot as my skin burned from the paddle.
By the time he was done, my ass was bright red, my back a billboard with his name across it, my cock locked and throbbing, collar snug against my throat. He left me like that, wrists chained, ass stinging, for a good 30 to 45 minutes. I could hear him moving around, watching TV in the next room. Every so often he’d come back, rub my ass with his palm, slide his fingers into my mouth and say, “I love you, babe,” before disappearing again. Each time was a tease, a reminder of both his affection and his control.
When he finally released me, he didn’t send me away. He pulled me to the couch, had me lie on my stomach with my head on his lap so he could stroke my hair while watching more TV. My red, sore ass was on display the whole time. His other hand lazily rested on my back where his name was still written, fingers tracing the letters like he was reading them silently.
This is the reality behind the photos and the stories. This is the mix of discipline, service, and care that makes me his.
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It’s been a couple of days since we arrived at the cottage.
I had settled into a routine, one that revolved around taking care of the men.
The men:
My boyfriend: Declan & his buddy: Rick
My daily routine included:
Waking up earlier than them and doing Rick’s morning chores, which included: Watering the grass, flowers, and plants, setting up the beach chairs, gathering fresh towels and cleaning the outdoor shower, preparing the coffee, picking up the beer cans and bottles around the firepit
Declan usually slept in, but Rick was up early, sitting quietly on the deck. When I saw him, I’d bring him his coffee and sit with him briefly before getting back to my chores. He’d sip his coffee, smoke his cigarettes, and watch me.
On the second morning, Rick said, “Declan is a lucky guy to have such an obedient boyfriend. You should be proud of yourself.”
I blushed. I was proud of myself.
Once Declan woke up, he’d join Rick on the deck. I made sure his coffee was ready and kept both their mugs topped up.
One of my additional tasks was applying suntanning oil to both of them. It was always a struggle doing Rick—his toned body made my chastity cage strain uncomfortably.
That day, Rick gave me a few extra tasks:
Carrying firewood to the pit, setting up a cooler full of beer and ice by the beach and laying out towels for tanning
I laid out three towels, but later noticed one had been removed and folded away. I guess that meant I wasn’t tanning with them today.
By 2 PM, the men were well into their drinks. I was allowed to join in and had a couple beers myself. While watering the grass, I saw them both approach. Declan kissed me gently—and while I was distracted, Rick grabbed my arm from behind.
Before I knew what was happening, they had me on the ground. I was lying on my stomach, confused, as they handcuffed my wrists behind my back.
Me: “What’s going on, guys? You know I’d comply willingly.”
Declan: “Be quiet, Zack.”
They lifted me to my feet and escorted me to a bushy area near the trees. One cuff was released only to reattach my arms—this time around the trunk of a tree. I was now kneeling, helpless, my hands secured around the bark.
Declan walked away. Rick crouched in front of me, looked me in the eye, then spat on my face.
Rick: “Your boyfriend and I want to enjoy some drinks and a book by the lake. If we hear a peep from you, I’ll stuff one of my dirty socks in your mouth and duct tape it shut.
Just relax. Enjoy nature. We’ll be watching from the lake.”
It was the first time Rick had ever asserted such dominance. I was stunned. Humiliated. And I couldn’t do a thing—just kneel there, his spit drying on my face.
What I didn’t know was that Declan had logged into my X account and posted:
“At a buddy’s cottage. Who wants me to cuff Zack, drag him into the woods, tie him fully naked to a tree and piss all over him while we drink in the sun? Maybe Rick adds his too. 😈
Hit up my throne if you want to make it happen. Just added: Cottage Soaking While Stored.”
@keyofkink—someone I regularly chat with—saw it. And apparently, he helped make Declan’s “wish” come true. (He requested I stay clothed)
An hour passed before Declan returned. He kissed me and said he loved me. Then he unzipped his shorts, pulled out his cock, and let loose.
He pissed all over me—face, shirt, shorts—everything soaked in his golden spray. Then, without a word, he walked away.
Thirty minutes later, still drenched and stinking of piss, Rick strolled over.
Me: “Any chance I could get something to drink? It’s hot. Maybe a water? Or beer?”
Rick smirked, then without a word, pulled out his cock.
It was thick, uncut, and glistening with pre-cum. He must have seen my jaw drop, because he laughed.
Rick: “Sure. Open up, urinal.”
I knew I wasn’t getting water. I opened my mouth. His sun-warmed cock slid in, and he held my head.
Rick: “Drink up.”
He pissed. I swallowed. As much as I could. Some of it spilled out, but I didn’t resist. He eventually stepped back and walked away.
And I stayed there, tied up, watching them lounge by the lake—laughing, drinking, being men.
This went on for hours. Occasionally, one would come piss on me again, or in me. At one point Rick came by and said:
Rick: “Declan’s napping. I told him I’d take care of you. Open up.”
I expected more piss. But once his cock slid into my mouth, it got hard—and stayed hard.
He didn’t say much. He just started thrusting. Slowly at first, then more forcefully.
He used my throat like a toy. I gagged at first, but eventually my body adjusted. He fucked my face for about twenty minutes, until he came hard down my throat.
He pulled out and looked at me.
Rick: “Here’s a towel. I’m removing the cuffs. Strip—get naked.”
I obeyed. Standing naked in front of him, he looked down and burst out laughing.
Rick: “What the fuck is that? Declan never told me your cock’s locked.”
Me: “He didn’t do it for this trip. I’ve been locked for over 330 days. I haven’t seen or touched my cock in almost a year.”
He cuffed my hands in front and pointed to the shower.
Rick: “Go clean up. You’re barbecuing after.”
As I turned to leave, towel in hand, he called after me:
Rick: “Excuse me?! Aren’t you going to thank me for my load?”
I turned, dropped to my knees, kissed his feet.
Me: “Thank you. Your seed was amazing—it’ll give me energy to serve you both later.”
Rick: “That’s hot. Okay—go.”
True story… the end
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I had plans to go out with a buddy of mine to a local pub to have some beers. My buddy was on his way soon but before he arrived, I had to make sure Declan was set up with:
➡️ I made sure to clean up the condo. ➡️I cooked food on the BBQ… I made a huge steak, asparagus and a baked potato’s for Declan. ➡️Massaged his feet. ➡️I prepared his lunch and breakfast for the next day. ➡️Got an allowance to spend for the night.
Declan was very happy but he said that we had time before my buddy arrived and wanted to try out the straight jacket.
He put me in it and fasten all the restraints very tightly. He then made me lay on my stomach and tied my ankles to the jacket. I was helpless and hogtied. He continued to watch his show while using me as a footstool.
As time went on I tried to tell him that my buddy would arrive soon but he had his dirty sock in my mouth and taped up so I wasn’t able to speak.
A moment of horror when I heard the door bell. (OH FUCK HE IS HERE!!!!)
He got up and I heard him greet him and laugh as he said:
“Zack’s a little tied up at the moment and I’m deciding it if I will allow him to go out still. Come in, get us a beer and come see the real Zack”
As I heard him in the kitchen getting beers, then I heard Declan say:
“Zack prepared my dinner, be a lad and bring it to me. I’m starving!”
I was humiliated that Declan outed me to my buddy. I’m laying on the floor, hogtied and Declan’s feet on top of me and my buddy sat beside him laughing. Seconds later my buddy and boyfriend ignored me and chatted about his vacation. It’s like I wasn’t there.
The worst part is my buddies smelly feet are now rubbing my face.
My buddy Tom later said:
“Hey, you ok if I don’t go out with Zack and stay here for a while? Sure love to know more about your relationship. This is fucking amazing. I am shocked as I thought you were his submissive.”
Declan: “Yes but it’s your job to fetch my beers!”
Hours later they had decided to watch a movie and I can hear whispering and moments later I was blindfolded. The both grabbed me and carried me a few feet away and that’s when I heard slurping sounds. (OMG MY BUDDY IS SUCKING MY BOYFRIENDS COCK!)
Declan: “oh fuck you ready to swallow? It’s going to be a big load!”
I was then pushed back near the couch and now I had both their feet on me. My buddy finished his beer and said his goodbye and left.
Declan untied my feet and said.
“Ok I fucking love this straight jacket that one of your followers bought me. It’s bed time… BTW it was nice to meet Tom. He just texted me and wants to go see a movie with me sometime.”
He took the jacket off and put me in the cage and said that I won’t be sucking him tonight since my buddy did a good job. He locked the door and I never heard from him until the next morning.
True story… the end?
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This weekend, Declan (My Dom boyfriend) went online and posted that he wanted people to visit his Wishlist on Amazon and throne. If people shopped around and purchased things for him that he would take a “Me day” which would include tying me up for the evening and being left alone while he keeps me stored away.
It was Saturday and I had worked a very long tough week at work and was excited about my Saturday night. Once again I was relying on my followers to make the decision of what was going to happen to me. I hated that since my followers tend to want me to suffer. Lol
I did some shopping and arrived home. I wasn’t sure if I would be able to pour myself a glass of wine or if I would be grabbed from behind and tied up.
Everything was normal and for a brief moment I thought Declan had forgot about it all. He already had a beer in his hand and I decided to pour myself a glass of wine.
He left to the washroom and moments later I heard:
“Babe can you come give me a hand for a second?”
I got up and rushed over to see what he needed a hand with when he jumped out from behind the door and yelled out:
“GET ON YOUR KNEES NOW!!!”
I was not expecting this and was shocked and immediately got on my knees.
“Put your hands behind your back!”
I hesitated but with a quick punch in the arm I complied and placed my hands behind my back. He locked a pair of handcuffs on me and grabbed my arm and guided me up.
“No more talking, you need to shut up or things will get bad for you. You can blame all your fans on X and on my blue for this.”
He took me to the dinning room and had me sit on a chair. He placed my arms and hands behind the chair and attached another pair of cuffed from the chair onto me. I now had no way to escape.
“I’m going to gag you but before I do is there anything you need to tell me?”
Me: “Please Declan, it’s Saturday and let’s hang”
Declan: “As I said, your followers bought me gifts and now I’m obligated to keep you stored away all night.”
As he was saying that, I heard the sound of duct tape behind me and he shoved a dirty sock in my mouth. He wrapped duct taped on my mouth but continued to unroll it a few times around my head. A bandana placed around my eyes and a pillow case was now placed on my head. I no longer can speak or see anything.
He didn’t stop as he took ropes and wrapped it around my body to the chair.
I am sitting there and tried to move but with my wrist tied behind my chair and attached to the chair, I was helpless and I knew I wasn’t going to be let out anytime soon.
Later, I can hear in the other room that he was watching porn. I honestly was getting hard knowing he was hard and probably jerking off.
“Ding dong” the door bell rang and I heard footsteps running to the door.
A quiet whisper: “Quiet, I tied my boyfriend in the other room.”
Everything went quiet and then I yell out a moan since someone lifted my shirt and was playing with my nipples and then it stopped. Moments later I heard the bedroom door shut.
Music was playing so I wasn’t able to hear nothing. About an hour later I heard the door open and close and then Declan came by and asked me if I was ok. I nodded that I was ok.
Now that the guy left he decided to play video games and he did for a couple hours.
An uber delivery dropped off food. He was enjoying his night without me and doing what he liked.
Hours later the door bell rang again and I heard Declan say:
“Let’s go to the room. You suck me and then ass promised you can have him.”
Have him? Not sure what that meant until I heard the music got louder as the door oppened. I was untied from the chair and was taken to the bedroom where I was pushed to the bed leaning on my stomach. My feet were still on the ground. Pants were pushed down to my ankles and I heard someone spit on my hole before a cock was entered in my ass. It didn’t take long before the loud moaning and I felt shots of cum shoot in my ass.
Did Declan just whore me out to someone that just came by to suck him off?!?
I was left leaning on the bed and the guy must of left . I had no clue what was happening. Was hoping to be released but I heard the shower running and Declan was not in the room anymore. He came back later but not to release me, he pulled me onto the bed, attached shackles to my feet and put me in a hogtied position. That’s where I was left for a while until he came back and untied me and said: “Lay on your stomach and don’t move, you are already lubed up with cum so no need for lube.” (He untied me)
He fucked me and this time it was a long lasting fuck. I still wasn’t able to speak since I was naked but I still had my mouth gagged with duct tape.
As I’m laying there I realize how much of an object I was and how I am his property. I was so horny and all of a sudden my cock started to erupt and shots of cum was shooting out of my chastity. Declan realized what was happened as my ass tighten and was moaning and he instantly pulled out and blew his load in my ass. He got up and told me to put the sheets in the washing machine since I made a mess with my cum.
Yes I shot a huge load while his cock was fucking me hard and it was amazing!
I stripped the bed sheets and got it in the washing machine and then went to the living room and massaged his feet with lotion.
Declan: “I think I am going to get your fans to decide what to do with you more often. They do tend to like me more than you.”
To this day, I still don’t know who came over to service my boyfriend and who breeded my ass with his seed. All he said is that we hung out with the guy once and I mentioned he was “hot as fuck”, but I say that a lot. Lol
True story… the end
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In part 1 of my story, Declan surprised me with a trip to Paris. Go find that story and read it before this one. We spent days being a tourist in the great city of Paris. Many hot boys carrying baguettes. lol
One night after a long day checking out many sites, Declan decided that we would go to the gay area and have some drinks.
What we noticed is almost all bars were very small and crammed with so many men.
Once they heard our voice they all knew we were new meat in town. The American accent got many of the French boys hard and horny. We were being welcomed by many.
Later in the evening at our last bar, Declan went to get a round of drinks and I was just standing by a table. This young guy, I would say he was about 30 years old. He was wearing jeans and I white tshirt. You can see he was very built. He came up to me and said:
“You must be Zack correct?”
I was very confused and said yes.
“I been checking you out and my boyfriend and I had a quick chat with Declan. We made an arrangement that all four of us will be hanging out for a while and that you will belong to me and he will have my man. So here I am.”
I was shocked and looked for Declan and saw that he was making out with a guy.
Seconds later Brian (the guy with me) grabbed my head and started to make out with me. His tongue was all in my mouth.
As we stopped kissing, he spat on my face and told me to follow him to his table. I grabbed my drink, wiped my face and followed him to find both our boyfriends still making out. We were in a corner where it was a bit private but no one cared if people watched. Before we sat down, Brian said:
“Put your hand in my jeans and check what you are doing to me.”
His cock was hard and wet of precum. Now I was getting very horny. He did the same and put his hand out and laughed his head off and told his boyfriend to quickly put his hand in my pants. He did and also laughed.
As I write this, today is day 208 locked in chastity.
“Oh Declan, you weren’t lying about him being your bitch!”
Brian took my hand and dragged me into the washroom. It was a private washroom and he shut the door.
“Pull your pants down and kneel in front of me”
He unzipped and pulled his large uncut cock and placed it in my mouth.
“I don’t want you to do anything. Just stay kneeling and mouth open”
He took a good grip at my hair and started to fuck my throat. Deep and slow and then moments later deep and hard. I was gagging at the beginning but then got used to his cock penetrating in and out of my throat.
His moaning was getting louder and he pulled out and shot a load on my beard and then shoved his cock back in my throat. He continued to shoot shots down my throat.
He zipped back up and rubbed the cum from my beard all over.
“No cleaning, let’s go back to join our boys”
We walked back, embarrassed of having French semen on my beard.
Declan: “Is that cum on your beard Zack?”
Brian: “Yes I shot once on his face and then the rest is in his stomach. I think he looks good with my semen on his face don’t you boys?”
Declan: “Ya it suits him. Ok our turn but you’re getting it in your ass!” They walked away.
I was humiliated but at the same time Brian and Declan looked so proud of me which made me happy to have obeyed and serviced the guy.
Once again I was alone with Brian, chatted about life in Canada comparing from his life.
29 minutes later, Declan was back with that guy and we had some shots and another drink before we kissed them goodbye and went to our hotel.
We stopped at a store and got ourselves a baguette and cheese and rushed to our room as it was very cold that night.
We had a snack and then Declan said: “Ok, lay on your stomach, I need to shoot another load. that guy was hot.”
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My normal daily life on a Saturday is usually staying at home and taken care of Declan because he works on the weekends. I will make sure the house is clean before he gets home from work since I am off on weekends. If you follow my stories, you know that when he gets home, Declan will go sit on the couch and I make him a coffee and light snack. He will watch a show while I take his socks off and get on my knees and massage his feet. It’s the least I can do for him for being the greatest boyfriend!
But yesterday was different, as he sat down he said: “Only bring me a coffee, once you massaged my feet I want you to have a light snack and then go shower and make sure your ass is cleaned out. I need you to iron my blue dress shirt and dress pants. I need you to also wear something nice”
Im sure you can guess that while I’m massaging his feet that I’m now straining in my chastity thinking of a million thoughts of what might be happening.
I would never ask.
I usually will put lotion on his feet and massage him that way but he said: “No lotion this time, I want your mouth sucking my toes and licking my feet.”
Damn, I’m now hard as a rock… well as much as my chastity will allow me.
After his show, he told me to leave the room and get ready. I had a light snack, showered and cleaned up and as I’m naked ironing our clothes I hear a knock at the door.
Me: “Are you expecting someone Babe?”
Declan: “Yes, go answer it naked.”
As I open the door and peaked my head out, I notice John. You might remember John in my last story “Cock block, cucked and outed” that I posted the other day. He is the sexy Alabama guy who was attracted to me but Declan outed me as a bottom locked in chastity and took him from me. That night John sneaked out and gave my boyfriend a blow job and got fucked by Declan in the washroom stall of the pub we went to.
John pushed himself in and gave me a hug and kiss and said “Oh good, your mouth doesn’t taste like my ass anymore and he grabbed my chastity and laughed” That night, Declan had me sucking his cock once we got home after he had fucked John and that’s why he was teasing me about his own ass.
He slipped his shoes off and handed me his jacket and walked in the living room to go see Declan. Once I hung his jacket, I followed him but I was told to continue my chores which I complied.
Moments later, Declan came in the bedroom and said we were going to leave in 20 minutes and hands me a box. “I need you to put his in your ass before we leave”
What I wasn’t aware is that a company named JeusnMen sent him a toy for him to use on me. We don’t use many toys but I just assumed it was a butt plug of some kind.
I placed it in my ass and was surprisingly comfortable. We both got dressed and obviously he was looking so sexy.
Declan: “Zack you look good babe! Ok let’s go.”
Remember I have no clue what’s happening and where we are going. But I followed them to our car and they both got in the back seat and I got in the front to drive.
Declan: “Ok Zack, put this address in the gps and let’s go.
One of your followers named John sent me $120 for me to take you out for a date night but I decided to take John.
Once we get to the parking lot, I’m going to handcuff you to steering wheel while we have our date. Your only job tonight is being a good plugged chauffeur.”
Fuck! What the fuck is happening is what I’m thinking in my head but then John spoke up “Actually Zack is all dressed up and looking good, why don’t we let the cuck come sit with us and quietly watch us have dinner.”
Declan: “Change of plans Zack, you’re going to join us but only watch us”
I was so glad and relieved that I wouldn’t be left handcuffed in the car while they were in the restaurant. I decided to be a gentleman and pulled over to the door, I got out and opened their door. I let them know that I would park the car and come find them which I did.
They waited for me at the entrance and we then got escorted to a quiet corner table. They sat next to each other and I was told to sit across from each of them. The waiter came by and handed 3 menus at the table and said he will come back to take our orders. Declan took my menu and put it aside.
Moments later, the waiter came by and took Johns order. Declan took his order but ended by saying: “and if you can get him a glass of water and Pepsi that will be all from all of us.”
While the waiter was taken the order, Declan had gone on his phone and went on an app and activated the butt plug that was in my ass. I was rushed with so many sensations and the waiter looked at me and asked if I was ok but Declan responded that I wasn’t feeling the best and that’s the reason why I wasn’t eating.
Now it was time for them to enjoy torturing me as their entertainment. They tried to see how I can prevent myself from moaning out load. It was crazy! This thing had me leaking precum.
The night was actually not as awkward since they were chatting about normal stuff and just having a good time enjoying their meal and playing with my ass virtually.
I found out later that It wasn’t just a butt plug, it was a prostate massager. The device was also attached around my ball which also sent waves of excitement to them.
Declan paid the bill and had to use some of his money since it was over $120.
“Zack, go warm the car and pick us up at the door entrance.” I did and by the time I got there, they were already waiting and I wasn’t able to open their doors for them.
John: “Set your gps to my place” which I did.
We pulled up to a small place but he had his own parking spot. I opened the door but Declan had me sit in the back seat and handcuffed my hands behind my back and then fasten the seatbelt. He shut the door. “Beep Beep”, the car is now locked.
As I sat there for about 10 minutes, that’s when it happened. My ass started to vibrate and it didn’t stop until Declan came back to the car to remove the handcuffs. We drove back home alone and he said:
“Dude, I know I been pushing my boundaries lately but I’m very happy. I’m so fucking proud of you and I’m glad John decided to have you join us for dinner. While he was sucking me off, I was on my phone playing with your ass. You enjoyed our new toy?”
Me: “it was such a surprise and again I got so humiliated trying not to moan and embarrass you at the restaurant. I felt like I was ready to blow all the time. It means a lot to know you are happy”.
As I said that, he put his hand in my pants and laughed “Did you cum or is that just a lot of precum?”
Me: “I didn’t cum”
We got home and Declan got into bed. As I’m massaging his feet until he slept he said:
“John wanted me to give you a gift, it’s in my jacket.”
I kissed him goodnight and left the room to check what he had got me.
A little bag with a note which said: “Thanks for lending me your boyfriend again, put this on tonight” It was the jock strap he was wearing that night and he had blew his load on it while sucking my boyfriend.
Thanks to John and JeusnMen for giving my boyfriend a great night. Funny how people we haven’t met can change and entertain our relationship.
Declan and I are pretty much an open book on here but he likes to keep it discreet when out with friends. What happened yesterday shocked me.
We were out with 3 of our close friends and one guy who we never met that now lives here but originally from Alabama.
We were having a few beers, shots of tequila and enjoying each other’s company on a heated patio. The conversation turned into fucking bottoms. Most were going around telling some of their recent stories. All were going in details of how they would fuck a slut but the new guy John confessed being a total bottom and he kept looking at me while telling some stories. I can tell that he had the hots for me and my boyfriend also noticed it.
It was now my turn and Declan interrupted me before I spoke and looked at John and said: “I’m assuming you think Zack is a top?”
John: “Yes and probably a dom top”
Declan laughed and said: “He has been my bottom for many years and would do anything to top but I don’t allow it. I made sure of that”
John: “What do you mean?”
Everyone now paid close
attention to Declan’s every word.
Declan: “Let’s just say I keep his cock secure and under lock and key”
The group started to laugh as I just got outed by my boyfriend and my face turned so red of embarrassment and humiliation. That’s when John stopped looking at me and was paying more attention to Declan.
This guy was so hot and my bf cock blocked me!!! Not only did he steal John’s attention from me but now all my friends know that my cock is locked in chastity.
Later on I went for a smoke and the guy followed me: “Zack you are fucking hot but I can’t do anything with you since you don’t even have access to your own pathetic cock. Your boyfriend’s dominance over you in front of your friends got me so hard. Hope that’s ok to say. I love how he owns your cock and controls you.
You mind if I sit by him when we go back to the table?”
Me: “Sure”
We continued socializing at the table, the conversation switched to work and living in the big city. I was no longer under the spot light which was nice.
Later I went for another smoke (vape) and came back to find Declan and John missing from the table. I asked my friends if they knew where they were and one of my buddies said “Probably gone to the washroom together to take care of some business.” as he laughed.
15 minutes later, they walked back together and both had a huge smile on their face. That’s when Declan said I needed to pay our bill and call an Uber as we should head out and go home.
At home I asked what happened and he said:
“I was hard watching John admiring you and I decided to let him suck me before I fucked my load in his ass in the washroom stall. If you weren’t locked, I would have let you get a blow job from him but you are locked. Thought I lend my bone to him and be nice to the new guy 😜”
Me: “I’m happy you got serviced by the Hotty!”
Declan: “I’m going to bed, come suck my cock for a bit until I fall asleep and you probably get to taste him”
So I sucked his cock for a few minutes while he was on his phone. I made sure it was nice and clean and he eventually fell asleep.
I went back to the living room to have a beer and think about everything that happened tonight.
Shortly after, I received a text from a number I didn’t recognize: “Hey it’s John, thanks for letting me spend time with your boyfriend. I hear you got to taste my ass a while ago. See you on Tuesday!”
I found out today that on Tuesday he is coming over and they are going out to have dinner and see a movie. I will be told if I can join or not that day.
Hey Sam! Glad to see you back! Your website was one of the main reasons of me coming to terms of being a faggot and accepting that. During the time that you were away, I was lucky to serve an alpha online for a few months after I found his personal ad looking for subs and then reaching out. I sent him a few photos of myself and he liked them and took me in to serve him.
Our main dynamic of service was he would give me a task, sometimes with photo examples, which I would then photo or record myself doing. He would sometimes take these photos and videos, edit them and put them in an online album and make that album public for people to see for a short time before privating the album again. These photos got quite a few views, not just a few dozen but my first time being exposed got 600 views.
The photos and videos I sent them were really humiliating, they had me naked, riding a dildo and other degrading things. Eventually he convinced me to start including my face which he would then edit out for my online exposure, but the face videos and pictures were for him to use and share with his alpha friends (not sure if he shared edited versions). I eventually backed out of the relationship after one of my family members died and I used it as an excuse to get out of the relationship since I started getting scared of the consequences of exposure, even though he never showed signs of abusing his power. He made it clear he didn’t want me to talk to him again but I sometimes think of going back to him and apologizing so I can serve him again, however I still don’t know how to feel about the exposure aspect as it’s quite scary.
So my question to you Sam is, despite exposure being enticing for some faggots, do you feel like it is safe for an alpha to be able to use exposure as a form of service and where do you stand on it? Have you heard of other examples of faggots and alphas using exposure in service?
Thanks Sam for all your work!
Thanks for the question and the support, brother!
I’m not sure why any Alpha would only want a faggot to serve by submitting pics of itself simply for exposure. I don’t understand the fetish, I guess. Maybe the Alpha was getting off on the power of making you do these humiliating things? No idea.
I do understand why some faggots crave exposure and humiliation of this sort, but in my experience the thrill only lasts as long as it takes for them to cum. Then they feel regret and want to take back what they shared. This is why I stopped doing exposure for faggots a long time ago. I don’t have the time to go search for the material I exposed and erasing it whenever the fag has second thoughts. As for your direct question, I think it’s perfectly safe for Alphas do get involved with exposing faggots. What’s the danger for them?
However, my original question remains: what’s in it for them in the first place? Thanks brother!
