My Roommate Caged My Dick - Ch. 6

by SlumberingToadJuly 17, 20251,123 words6 min read

Everyone in this story is 18+.Chapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 4Chapter 5“Well well well… if it isn’t my horny roommate,” Ryan said. He was covered in sweat, having just completed his morning run. He closed the door behind him, then wiped his shirt across his dripping forehead. I got a peek at his glistening abs in the process, which was enough to set me off in my pent-up state. “How’s the cage treating you?”“It’s, uh… good,” I said sheepishly. That was a bit of a lie. My morning wood was straining harder than ever in its too-small cage. I flipped the blankets off my naked body and sat up, still coming to life after sleeping in.Being naked was sort of normal for me at this point. It was still embarrassing, sure, but Ryan had seen my body far more than I cared to admit. See, for the past week I had been banned from wearing any clothes. That was the deal we made, and that was the price I paid for losing our friendly bet once again.“It’s Saturday, you know.” My roommate walked over to his desk and took a seat. He pulled open a desk drawer and dug through it, coming out with a key a moment later.My breath caught. The key to my cage. It was attached to a string, and I watched longingly as he placed it around his neck. It was a visual representation of his power over me. For all intents and purposes, Ryan owned my cock.Ryan leaned back in his chair and put his feet up, grinning with satisfaction. “Care to make another bet?”I stared at the key around his neck for a long moment before I could form a response. “I… I don’t know,” I confessed.“What do you mean? Don’t you want a chance to be freed? Or have you finally admitted to yourself that you belong in that tiny little cage?”“No!” I said quickly. “It’s not that. It’s just… I already gave up my clothes, and I’ve already sucked your dick. I want to earn my freedom, but I honestly don’t know what I have to offer at this point.”“Hmmm…” He put his feet back on the ground and leaned forward in his chair. “There’s got to be something.”I shook my head. “I can’t think of a single thing that would be worth it for you. How can we make a fair bet when you already have everything you want?”“Not everything,” he whispered. There was a hint of vulnerability in his voice.“What do you mean?”“Nothing,” he said quickly. “You’ll just have to stay locked another week, I guess.” As quickly as that crack revealed itself, it was gone. Ryan was back to his confident, dominant role.“No! Wait!” I pleaded. “What is it? Whatever it is, I’ll do it!”My roommate took a deep breath as he stood from his chair. He walked over to the console and turned it on, then grabbed the two controllers. “If you win, I’ll finally give you the key.” He tossed me one of the controllers. “But if I win, you have to kiss me.”I froze. My heart was racing. We took our seats on the couch and faced the TV, controllers in hand, neither of us speaking.Ryan navigated the game menus, setting up our match. I glanced over at him, my eyes looking him up and down before lingering on his lips. I’d never paid much attention to them before. They looked so soft. I found myself staring, unable to look away.“James? Are you ready?”“What? Oh.” I looked back at the TV. We were just about to launch into our contest. “Yeah.”The match started, but I couldn’t focus. My mind was elsewhere. I spared another glance at Ryan. He was so focused. His drive was something I admired. Whether it was a contest over my dick, working out, or school work, he always gave it his all.“You’re making this too easy!” he taunted.His shirt was covered in sweat. I found myself longing to take it off him. I wanted to pull it up over his head. I wanted to pin him down and take his clothes off, one by one, until he was as naked as I was. I wanted to kiss him.Admitting that to myself shocked me. I put the controller down in front of me.“James, what are you doing?” My roommate paused the game and looked over at me. He saw the longing look on my face. Then he put his controller down too.I inched closer to him. We stared into each other’s eyes.“James…” he whispered.I leaned forward and kissed him.He jerked back, surprised by my advance.“Sorry!” I blurted out. My face immediately flushed. “I- I just thought-”Ryan grabbed my face and kissed me back. Suddenly we were passionately making out, our lips locked together. I swung my leg over and straddled him, now sitting atop his sweaty body. His tongue pressed forward, parting my lips and slipping into my mouth. I gladly let him in, feeling so vulnerable to do so. Our tongues brushed past one another, testing the waters, pushing back and forth in the midst of the kiss. I felt my pulse quicken as my heart began pounding in my chest. My dick swelled even further, leaking precum directly onto his shirt. I wanted more.My hands ran through Ryan’s hair, tugging gently. My tongue entered his mouth, then was forced to retreat as he fought back. My hands went down further, tracing his neck, then down the front of his chest. When they reached the bottom of his shirt, I reluctantly pulled back from our kiss.We stared at each other for a moment, both of us breathless, both smiling widely. I lifted his shirt and he raised his arms, letting me pull it right off him. I threw his shirt aside, then leaned back in for another kiss. My hands went straight to his pecs, grabbing and squeezing his firm muscles.His hands went to my ass, one on each cheek, gripping them firmly. This was incredible. Unreal.I felt his bulge pressing against me, and I knew I needed to do something about it. I pulled away again, panting for air as I hopped off him and stood up off the couch.“What’s wrong?” he asked.“You’re wearing too much clothing still,” I said. I dropped to my knees and slipped my fingers into this waistband. I got beneath his underwear too, and in one clean motion I pulled everything off. His cock sprang out, large and tall, directly in front of me.“Fuuuck,” Ryan breathed.I leaned forward to take him into my mouth, but he put a hand out to stop me. I tilted my head and looked at him quizzically.“In my drawer,” he whispered. “Go grab the lube.”

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