April 12, 2022
A dinner party was planned for last night at the home of my wife’s lesbian lover. A gay friend also invited. In the days leading up to the party, my wife caged me. I had been uncaged for several months, the longest period in perhaps five years. I suspected at the time that I was caged to ensure my wife’s lover would not have the option to ask for my cock, like the last time we slept together. I planned a luxurious meal and knew I would spend most of the evening in the kitchen. While I labored, I overheard parts of the conversation, which was generally focused on the topic of sex. I was finally able to join them during the third, main course. After briefly turning to the subject of the meal and thanking me for its preparation, the subject returned to sex. The first subject I was present for was the topic of gay sex, with my wife’s friend explain he was a “top” and that he enjoyed fucking men. However, he had recently entered into a relationship with a hater couple and and developed a sexual relationship with the woman, so he felt he should more properly be characterized as bisexual. Soon, my wife began talking our sex life, and without warning she blurted out “I keep <name> in a cock cage.”. Her gay friend was very familiar with the subject of chastity, but my wife had to explain to her lover that she kept me in a steel cage. The only time she has seen me naked, I happened to be uncaged, and at my wife’s insistence, I had fucked my wife’s lover. Having brought up the subject and sensing curiosity, my wife offered to show her friends my cock cage (more accurately my caged cock) but first they would have a smoke break outside. I retreated to the dark living room and hoped the subject would be forgotten, but a few minutes later the three of them joined me and the subject of my imprisoned genitals was revisited. Her friends agreed that wanted to see for themselves what a caged cock looked like (nascent jokes started developing) and my wife ordered me to take my clothes off. I stood in the middle of the room and removed my articles of clothing until all that remained was my cage. The party guests gawked and asked the sorts of questions you would expect.
Last week, the three of us with were in a bar with other friends and my wife’s gay friend said something to me across the table, but the deafening noise prevented me from hearing. He kept repeating himself, raising his voice with each iteration, until finally he leaned over and shouted at the top of his lungs “I have a giant, fat cock.” It seems he often jokes about his cock, which he sometimes refers to as his “giant bratwurst” or “anaconda,” so not surprisingly the cock was a frequent topic at our dinner party. Following my exposure, my wife and her lover turned their attention to their friend and ask to see the now-legendary member. Pulling down his gym shorts, his bragging was justified. His cock is huge, and even flaccid, is at least three times the girth of mine. All I could think of was the fact my wife had previously told him that she was “looking for a man to fuck me” (and possibly her). I imagined how painful it would be if my untrained ass was penetrated by the massive cock. My wife’s often refers to her “beautiful red bush”, so naturally she quickly offered to show her gay friend. Jumping up from sitting on the floor, she stood in the middle of the room and lifted her skirt to air out her pussy. Her friend agreed it was “magnificent.”
I was the only person who was naked, although the cock remained in display. My wife asked me if I wanted to suck the man’s cock. I shrugged my shoulders as she asked her friend if he wanted his cock sucked, to which he replied “sure.” My wife then ordered me to suck his cock. Before doing that, I asked him how he liked his cock sucked. At first, he thought I was kidding, but soon realized I seriously wanted to know what gave him pleasure. I mentioned that I had never touched another man’s penis, much less put one in my mouth. He said he liked to lay on his back and enjoyed it when attention was paid to the head. He told me to hold his still-flaccid cock and I complied. My wife asked me how it felt and he followed up with essentially the same question. I explained that when I held my own cock, my attention was focused on the pleasure of stroking myself, a pleasure that was not centered in the cock itself. However, in touch his penis, my attention was focused on how a penis feels. My wife ordered me to suck his cock and he laid on his back. My feelings in the moment were of curiosity, not necessarily sexual arousal. Without hesitation, I leaned down and put the cock in my mouth. While the cock was still flaccid it filled my mouth due to its girth. Once I began sucking the head, it grew quickly, and I tried to demonstrate my best cock-sucking technique. The women egged me on, provided pointers, and suggested I needed more practice, but the man groaned with pleasure and suggested I was going a great job for my first time. It was the blowjob I wish I would get on occasion but had not received for a long time. After awhile, the women became bored with the spectacle and they decided to make their own fun. For about ten more minutes, I sucked the cock and the women made out. It became clear that the man enjoyed the attention being given to his cock, but I could tell he was not likely to cum. When I stopped sucking, my wife leaned over and reminded her gay boyfriend that she was looking for someone to fuck me, then asked “do you want to fuck my husband,” to which he replied “yes, but not tonight.” I suspect at some point his enormous cock is going to pierce my asshole. However, the question is will the giant bratwurst first be used to satisfy my wife (who has a penchant for large cocks).