***ROUGH NIGHT WITH @jaysonparker801***
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🕑 Added 2023-03-04 01:13:44 +0000 UTC
***ROUGH NIGHT WITH @jaysonparker801***
As many of you probably already know—my words and flirtations tend to come out smoother than butter. I typically keep them relaxed and sexy, but there are certain situations where those words will become very intense and commanding. This is where Jayson Parker comes in. I met him on Halloween after he had completed 31 days of “Locktober” without any kind of orgasm at all. I knew exactly what 31 days of chastity meant. Jayson would be extremely submissive—probably to the point where I could command him to do just about anything I wanted. I also knew that I had the chance to completely blow his mind by making him have a ruined and caged orgasm.
Jayson knew that my comfort and pleasure was all that mattered. I stripped down and my cock was already rock hard at the thought of getting to use and enjoy a genuinely caged submissive. I laid down on my back and got as comfortable as possible. Jayson began with his beautifully furry ass within reach of my fingers and hand. He began worshipping my toes and feet with his tongue and his lips. I could tell the scent of my toes and taste of my feet made him even more submissive because he arched his ass higher and higher the more he licked my feet. I was going to keep him worshipping my feet as long as possible as it made him even more eager to please me. I would lick my fingers and get them covered in my spit to tease his hole and open him up for the tongue fucking he was about to receive.
I commanded him to come up and smell my pits with the deepest inhales he could manage. I wanted him to get my pit scent all over his face. I could tell he desperately wanted to smell my balls and crotch scent because just the scent of my pits was making him moan and tremble; imagine what the scent of my balls would do to him. It was that thought that made me command him to place his head between my legs and sniff. I told him to take in the deepest breaths that he could to fully engulf his senses with my touch and scent. I believe it almost brought a tear to his eye when my scent fully took over his mind. His entire body relaxed and he heaved a sigh of relief when I commanded him to taste my cock. The care he showed my cock, balls, and body comes from pure admiration and respect. Jayson had been locked up for an entire month and not allowed to enjoy the most natural function that men get to enjoy; he naturally wanted to show me all the pleasure he wasn’t able to enjoy.
My naughty imagination went wild at having Jayson to use as I pleased. I bent his head back on the edge of the bed. I slowly lowered my balls to his outstretched tongue and commanded him to lick them. I felt the tickle and pleasure of his tongue on my balls while I slowly and methodically began tapping at his balls; surely on the verge of bursting because of so much cum that had built up in them. I knew this would be the mindfuck I wanted it to be. Jayson was licking my pleasurably cum-filled balls while I slowly bust his achingly cum-filled balls. I wanted to test his abilities under pressure. While I continued to bust his balls I slid my rock-hard cock down his throat. He never broke. He kept his throat open while I thrusted my cock back and forth and kept the tapping of his balls to the point his moaning turned to groans. I was beyond proud of him.
His reward wasn’t going to result in him being uncaged. His reward was knowing that he pleased me with what seemed like effortless ability. His throat showed plenty of talent and I wanted to see what other talents he had. It seemed so effortless to him that I wanted to push him even further. I bent him over on the bed—exposing his deliciously furry hole and his swollen balls hanging beneath his guiche piercing. I began popping the cheeks of his ass to get them nice and pink. His ass is so plump, yet firm. Truth be told giving him this spanking only made me harder and more eager to fuck the hell out of him. I could see his hole quivering under my spanks and I immediately thrust my tongue into his hole to give him a taste of what my capabilities were. I also knew that this would put him in such a submissive state that he might have a caged orgasm.
When his cheeks were a nice, rosy pink I mounted his ass and slid my dick inside his spit-covered hole. This was the moment we had both been waiting for. Feeling my powerful manhood completely fill his submissive insides. The juxtaposition of my big and rock-hard cock slamming into his hole and making his small and caged cock flail around uselessly is exactly what chastity is all about—complete and total sexual submission to a man. I wanted him to feel every inch of me completely dig into his hole. I turned a full 360 degree with my cock still inside him; thrusting as I turned. I knew my curve would be the most intense when I was facing away from his head and facing his feet. My curve was going to grind into his prostate with every thrust and I knew it would send him into intense waves of p-spot pleasure.
After my “helicopter fuck” and pounding off his prostate I pulled him into reverse cowgirl. This move was mainly to humiliate him just enough and remind him that the pleasure I get from my cock is not the same pleasure he would get from his. While he rode my cock I rubbed the head of his dick through a slit in the cage. I knew this would be almost too much intense pleasure for him—so I only did it sporadically and without much spit. It wasn’t meant to be pleasurable for him. I wanted to remind him in as many ways as possible that I was the only one that would be getting pleasure from my now precum-leaking cock.
I flung him on his back and spread his legs—exposing his caged cock and hole. I bet he expected me to continue to tap his balls, but I had a more humiliating task for him. I placed my low-hanging balls and big cock over his caged cock and commanded him to stroke my cock. I commanded him to stroke my cock how he would stroke his own if it were uncaged. It was almost comical as he seemed to not understand; it had been so long since he had done it. This is also called “phantom jerking” as it’s intended to make him feel as if he is jerking his own cock and get the mental stimulation of that action in his mind. It may not seem like it, but all of this was very intentional on my part. I had him completely in the mindset of a submissive on the edge of busting his own load in his caged cock.
I had Jayson on his back and hole exposed well enough to slide my cock inside of him with ease. The head of my cock could feel his swollen prostate—probably the most swollen I’ve ever felt inside a hole before. I knew he was ripe for cumming hands-free. I leaned back to maximize the pressure the head of my cock would have on his prostate. I began thrusting quickly, but methodically. I made sure to keep the massaging of his prostate to a fever pitch without causing my own orgasm. I could tell by the look on Jayson’s face that he knew what was happening to him. He was laser-focused on achieving his orgasm and this was when I let him know I approved of it. His body became extremely rigid and his muscles all flexed at once. In this moment the drops of cum began dribbling out of his caged cock and falling down his abdomen and legs. He was moaning so uncontrollably with his caged orgasm completely taking over his body.
I was satisfied that I had given him exactly what he needed and exactly what he had earned over 31 days of being locked. I pulled my cock out of his quivering hole and bust my own load all over his caged cock. Our orgasms had the same outcome, but they were achieved through two totally different means. He achieved his through a month of obedience and denial. I achieved mine as I always do: by stroking and fucking with my rock-hard cock.
