New beginnings

It was a big commitment but I had agreed to it. It meant uprooting from the place I grew up in and leaving everything that was familiar to me. But there was something else pulling me away and it won - love.

The metaphorical tug-of-war had been going on for a couple of years now but I never gave in. I may be a romantic but I was always firmly in control of my life; I was never going to make any major life decisions because of another person.

Until I met him of course. And now, I'm standing outside the airport waiting for him to pick me up with three big suitcases of half my life belongings. I was ready for a new life with my man.

He was running a little late due to an accident that was causing a massive jam and so all I can do is sit there and wait. I thought into the future and the things we could do together - I have fantasies of buying a house together and doing it up, coming home to someone I love and just as important, the kinky fun that we could both get up to.

Just that last thought got me hard and horny, and it was at that moment when my cock got hard that his car stopped in front of me. The sight of him meant that my cock wasn't going to go soft anytime soon, and just as I was about to adjust myself, I remembered his last instruction to me five days before - I wasn't allowed to touch myself at any time except to quickly wash while in the shower.

This meant that I hadn't cum in six days and I was going crazy with frustration.

He cocked his head when my hand moved, and then smirked when he noticed I made that last minute realisation. He walked up to me, gave me a big hug, an even bigger kiss and a big grind at the crotch. Even he wouldn't touch it. I just moaned as I kissed him back.

"I know it's a hard decision moving over," he said to me after that kiss, all the while looking down at the tent in my trousers, "but control yourself, boy."

"That's why I have you, Sir," I retorted with a laugh. We've never done the whole Sir/boy thing or at least not seriously. As much as he's my Dom, it was enough that he knew it and I did too.

The traffic had cleared by the time we were heading back so it was a quick 30 minute drive. I took my luggage out of the car and carried it in, leaving it by the side of the entrance door as I stepped in. Immediately, I began stripping.

"What are you doing," he asked, sincerely shocked. And then he remembered. Ever since I found out that his housemate was also kinky, instructions has been that I had to be completely naked once I was in the house. Sometimes he'd lock me in chastity immediately, sometimes we'd just go along the days. Usually, though, we'd start playing very soon after because I would have been denied cumming for a few days before my visit.

"We might need to change some rules now that you've moved in. This is your home now as much as it's mine so we'll need to work around it, okay?" he asked.

I fell in love with him a bit more at that point. Nonetheless, I still remained naked and told him that we can sort things out later. I dragged my luggage into the room - the former housemate's room which would be mine. I was surprised at how different the room looked; my partner had essentially turned it into the playroom.

Before I could turn to him to protest how my room has turned into a sex dungeon essentially, I felt him hug my from the back, grab my already hard cock and started fondling my nipples.

"It's still your room," he said as I let out a moan. "It's easy to transform this room back to being a regular room but I have a proposition that I think you'd like to hear about. Would you?"

By this time, my eyes were closed as I just leaned back into him to enjoy the feel of him stroking me lightly. I could feel myself precumming and true enough, he brought his fingers to my mouth and made me suck it off them.

"Okay," I said. Truth is, at that point, I would have agreed to anything.

He then pushed me onto the bed and said that he hadn't planned on any play today as he wanted to let me rest and settle in, but seeing as how horny I was at that point, he said it'd be a waste not to take advantage of it.

With that, he put leather cuffs on my wrist and ankles and attached it to the four corners of the bed. He then put a collar on me and a gag before hopping off the bed.

He then put the vibrating ring over my already throbbing cock at a low setting, enough to get me worked up, but not enough to send me over the edge. I started moaning. I looked up to see him walking towards a sofa that sat right in front of the bed.

He unzipped his trousers and took his dick out; he wasn't wearing any undies.

"God, you look so hot," he said, as he sat back on the sofa and started jerking off looking at me. All I could do was moan back at him watching him get off as my cock was being teased by a vibrator.

He sat there stroking for quite a while and I knew he was dragging this out. Eventually, he walked over to me and then proceeded to cum on my face. It drove me nuts seeing him cum when I couldn't touch myself.

He reached over, removed the vibrator and said: "Well, now that you've had your post-travel shower, you should get a nap. I'm off to make some dinner. We can discuss further then."

With that, he walked out of the room, closed the door and left me there drenched, tired and most of all, horny. This is the start of my new life.

Morning call

It was one of those moments when you're not sure if it's your alarm going off, or if you're just dreaming about it. On one hand, it was extremely loud. On the other hand, that wasn't the tone of my alarm. Groaning, I forced my eyes opened and looked at the phone next to me - the screen was blinking.

Crap. It was a FaceTime call from my partner.

"Hel …," I tried to mutter, nothing coming out of my throat. I forced a cough and said it again, "Hello, baby."

It was the first time my partner has called me via FaceTime. I was away for five weeks of work but he would usually just send text messages or we'd call each other on Skype before we went to bed. I thought this was odd but in the haziness of having just woke up, didn't think too much about it.

"Show me your cock," he said. He caught me off-guard but he said it with the authority he usually uses when we're in a Dom/sub scene and so, I quickly threw my boxers off and directed the camera on the phone at my crotch where my cock was as hard as it could get in a chastity device.

I was extremely horny. As I've mentioned before, he had me constantly on the edge for about six days before he brutally locked the CB3000 on before I could cum and then proceeded to send me to catch the flight. Before I boarded, he took me to the loo to swap the lock with a numbered plastic one so I wouldn't trigger off security.

I knew exactly why he wanted to see my crotch, he wanted to check if it was the same numbered lock that was on. Not that he should be worried about me breaking it, I wouldn't dare knowing that I'd have to return to him with the consequences. But still, I suppose this was a good way for him to continue stamping authority upon me.

"Strip and get to your laptop and call me on Skype," he said, before abruptly turning cutting the line. I rushed over immediately. I would have preferred to freshen up before as my hair was a mess but I got the feeling he wasn't going to be very patient with me today. So, I immediately did as he said.

On Skype, he looked extremely handsome and had a pleasant smile on his face.

"Kneel and put your hands behind your head," he said before I could even say hello. I did as instructed, knowing not to ask or say anything.

"How did you sleep last night?"

I replied, "Not too good. I was extremely horny after you made me watch those few videos you sent me links to and couldn't stop thinking about them all night." The videos had all be about boys being securely tied down, edged to oblivion and then a nice cum shot after. I knew exactly why he wanted me to watch them - he knows it drives me crazy seeing people cum when I can't.

"Good. I know you have the morning free so expect to spend some time with me. Show me the package I got delivered to you."

The package was right next to the laptop so I showed it to him. I was under strict instructions not to open the box which was waiting at the hotel for me when I arrived. He told me he'll let me open it when the time is right.

"So, you know I packed you some play gear when I sorted out your suitcase, have you used them at all?" I shook my head. It's been full on with work since I got here so I haven't had the change. Today was my first day off.

"Get them and put them on for me slowly."

I crawled over to my suitcase and took out a backpack that he had put in it. I knew that there was gear in it, I just didn't know what it was. I opened the bag to find several items from my playbox at home.

Immediately, I put on the pair of jocks over my CB. Then, I put on a leather chest harness, collar and wrist and ankle restraints. There was also a black leather sailor hat in that so I put it on.

"Give me a show, walk around the room dressed like that." I did.

"Now, I want you to get on the bed, take five hits of poppers and hogtie yourself. Lay there till I tell you to move."

This got me extremely excited. At the same time, I was lamenting the fact that I had to be poppered up, made really horny and still locked for another four weeks before I return to him! Still, I got on the bed, hooked my feet together using the carabiners and kneeled. I then took five deep hits of the poppers and quickly cuffed my hands behind my back and to my ankles before they could hit.

Just as I flopped down onto the bed into the hogtie, the poppers hit and I let out an extremely loud moan. He laughed.

"I don't know if I'm enjoying this more or if you are," he said as I continued to squirm and moan. My face had gotten all red, I haven't stop moaning since it hit and I was writhing all over the bed.

Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ring on his side and he walked away. I wanted to find out what was going on, but he didn't say anything and his instructions were clear - lay here till instructed otherwise. Not that I could think too much. The poppers were still heavy in my system, my cock was trying to get hard in the CB and noises I never knew existed were coming out of my mouth. I could also feel myself leaking.

I just lay on the bed, squirming as a wave of horniness swept over me and I got lost in the moment. As the poppers wore off, and I grew exhausted from the struggling, I turned back to the laptop and saw my partner sitting there with a nice smile on his face.

"Having fun?" he asked, smirking. I just responded with a moan.

"Well, since you don't want to talk much, you might as well put a gag on. Your moans sound better through a gag. Unhook the cuffs, get the rest of the gear and sit on the chair here."

I did as he said, realizing that the bed was damp from both my sweat and precum that had leaked out of my cock through the CB, and even through the pair of jocks. I grabbed the bag, and pulled the chair back far enough that he'd have a good view of me.

"Now, put on the gag, then cuff your legs to the chair. There are four other items left in the bag. What are they?"

I looked in and couldn't find anything but the bag felt heavy still. Then I realized there was an inside zip and found a blindfold, a cock vibrator, nipple clamps and a butt plug.

"You will put it on in this order - the blindfold, nipple clamps, plug and then the vibrator over your CB. After the blindfold is on, you're to take a few hits of poppers again."

I knew I had to be careful. He did this to deliberately test me I knew as he wanted to see how I'd calm myself down despite the obvious horny state I was in. I struggled a little with the bottle of poppers once the blindfold went on but managed to take three hits. I then put the nipple clamps on but it hurt like a bitch as I couldn't see how much skin I had clamped. Thank goodness the poppers hit. I then lubed up the plug, careful not to get the lube everywhere, and was already moaning through the gag as I pushed the plug up my ass.

Once I was done, he told me to take another couple of hits of the poppers before turning the vibrator on and cuffing my hands behind my back. I just sat there in a state of flying, all my senses peaked, horny as fuck, not able to cum and moaning desperately.

After what felt like eternity, I heard him tell me to unlock myself and remove the CB by breaking the lock. I couldn't believe he was doing this but I was so horny, I didn't argue. The moment the CB came off, and his next instruction came, I realized what he had in mind.

"I'm going to count down from 10 and I want you to cum at 0 - not before, not after." Except that he went on and on several times without actually hitting zero. Each time he'd get to one, he'd find an excuse to start again, or he'd go back up to two or three. We did that for quite a while and I was so on the edge from having not cum in so long. I was just moaning and groaning, following his instruction and doing all I could not to shoot.

Finally, he told me to stop and asked me to take another hit of poppers. Then he told me to put the vibrator back on and to cuff my hands behind my back while holding the controller. As the poppers hit me, I moaned so loudly trying to tell him I was really close. He then told me to turn the controller off and drop it.

"Do you think he should cum?" I heard him ask. Even in my state of horniness, that question confused me. Who was he asking? Then I heard someone else's voice.

"I don't know, he seems to really enjoy not being able to cum." the voice said.

As soon as I heard that, my cock started streaming with cum. I had to do all I could to hold back the orgasm but I was so turned on that I was almost going to cum hands free.

"You can uncuff yourself and take the blindfold off," my partner then told me. It didn't take me long to rush to remove them and I saw that my partner had a cute friend with him.

"This is Jack. We were going to go to a party after this and he came over to have a quick shower after the gym before we headed out. I hadn't told him what plans we had - when he walked out of the shower, and you were blindfolded on the chair, I just invited him over and he was pretty shocked at what he saw."

So, the story goes that Jack isn't actually kinky but had messaged my partner on a dating app in the past. My partner was going to a monthly kink party, and Jack wanted to check it out. My partner thought it would be nice to ease Jack in by letting him watch me on cam so that he knew what to expect.

I wasn't upset at all that my partner had used me in this way, in fact, it really turned me on. The only thing I would have wished for is to have known earlier as it would have made me even hornier knowing that I was being watched by more than one person. Unfortunately, it was time for them to head to their party.

"Go give the CB a quick wash. I was going to let you cum if Jack said yes, but since he said no, you're going back into it until you come back. I'll decide then when to let you unlock."

The look of disappointment on my face must have been apparent. I was so horny and ready to cum. Jack obviously picked up on this as he looked me in the eyes and said, with a smirk, "I'm so sorry."