Locked Boyfriend

When Hunter agreed to be locked, he thought it was just with a chain around his neck. He felt a sense of security with it around his neck, a sense of commitment from his boyfriend. When he woke up the next morning with a cage around his cock however, he couldn't have been more shocked, his morning boner pressing against the metal while his boyfriend played with his body. 

Hunter didn't know why he felt like putty in his boyfriend's hands while the two made out. Everything felt more intense, his boyfriends touch, his arousal, his vulnerable spots much more sensitive. Hunter's cock was wet the entire time dripping precum, unable to make himself stop. Even when after finished, Hunter's mind would return to that morning, feeling himself growing hard. He was glad the cage helped hide his boner, but that tonight soon vanished by having a constant wet spot at the front of his pants.

It wasn't until Hunter worked out did he feel the cage may have been a mistake. He put on his usual wear to lift, heading out to the gym floor. As he pumped and changed machines, he noticed people glancing, a few hiding their mouths to laugh. Hunter had no clue what they were looking at until he saw himself in the mirror, silver shining from under his athletic wear. A lock was clearly visible through the material.

Hunter felt his gut twist with humiliation, realizing he'd just paraded the situation to everyone in the gym. He pulled the fabric tighter, making it more transparent, his cock clearly visible in its new sheath. Hunter felt a new feeling slowly take him. Why shouldn't he show off that he was locked? He felt proud, happy everyone got to see his situation. He grinned, grabbing his stuff before swaggering out of the building, the metal bulge standing out on his groin.