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Carter and Alex were soulmates. They met junior year of college and were a serious couple by junior year. Carter loved Alex’s intelligent, bubbly personality, not to mention her cute figure and bubble butt. Alex was turned on by Carter’s handsome face and book smarts. He would be successful someday, she just knew it.
Carter also had a flirtatious relationship with Alex’s sophomore year roommate and best friend, Stacey. Carter and Stacey lived in the suite over the summer and spent a lot of time together. Stacey was taller than Carter, who was quite short, but she was a big flirt and spent much of the summer hitting on him. Not one to quickly pick up on social cues, Carter mostly didn’t realize this.
At the same time, Stacey, who regularly fucked guys from the basketball and football teams, enjoyed putting Carter down, teasing him about his small size and feminine figure and bragging to him about the sexual prowess of the guys she spent the night with. Carter knew this first hand as their long, noisy sex sessions kept him up several nights. Over time though, this became a big turn on for him, hearing Stacey moan in pleasure though the thin walls and then seeing him in nothing but her bra and panties the next day. Since Alex wasn’t around to provide hand jobs, his masturbation sessions focused on these experiences.
Alex was generally ignorant to all of this and her relationship with Carter was nothing but bliss. Carter was disappointed at the lack of sexual contact in their relationship — he would get an occasional handjob but generally had to jerk off — but Alex was worth the wait. It wasn’t like other girls were lining up to fuck his 4 inch dick anyway. For Alex’s part, she had a few boyfriends before but none had been great sexually. They usually busted before she was satisfied, though she had experienced a couple of vaginal orgasms. She wanted to make sure that Carter was “the one” before going that far with him. When they did consummate their relationship, it would be special.
Carter considered himself lucky to be surrounded by such attractive women. At 5’4″ Alex was shorter than Carter who was only 5’6″. She prided herself on her long dark hair, tan skin, her athletic figure, and her large, curvy butt. Stacey was 3″ taller than Carter and a complete blonde bombshell. With DDD breasts and a beautiful face with large eyes, she turned heads everywhere she went.
Stacey and Alex were sharing a room for senior year. Well, it wasn’t a room as much as it was a suite, with two identical bedrooms and a living room and bathroom in the middle. They each enjoyed the privacy that came with having their own room while also thriving in the camaraderie that accompanied the shared living space.
One month into senior year, Stacey came back to the room she shared with Alex with a problem. She needed to conduct a research study for her Psychology of Sexuality class, and she would need participants. Her idea was to put a man in a chastity cage for an extended period and see how it would change his personality.
“I think the study would be groundbreaking. The problem is that I can’t think of a man who would do that for me.”
“Yeah, that’s a tough one…” Alex empathized.
“The bursa escort only guy I could think of is…” Stacey gave a knowing glance at Alex.
“Not Carter!” Alex laughed.
“Well…I figured why not? Since he’s not getting laid anyway.”
“That is true…and he would want to help you I’m sure. But what would he get out of it?”
“Well…stop me if you don’t like these ideas, but I thought he could get a blow job from you and we could do a lingerie photoshoot and give him the pictures.”
“Hmm…both of us?”
“Well, since I’m asking him to do it I thought I should do something for him in return. We aren’t allowed to pay the participants.”
Alex thought about it overnight and agreed in the morning.
The next day they approached Carter about it. Alex told him Stacey needed his help with something and then Stacey explained the project.
They needed a subject to consent to being locked in a chastity cage for three months. For health purposes, the participant would get release via prostate simulation every week, but remain caged. The participant would be teased and subjected to light humiliation. He would not be required to do anything, but refusal could lengthen his time locked in the cage.
“So, uh, I mean, Stacey, I want to help but, uh, this is a lot…”
“Well, look at it this way, we were apart for most of the summer so you didn’t get any hand jobs. So this isn’t really that different, is it?”
“Well, uh, I, uh, I guess…” Carter wanted to protest that he spent the summer masturbating, but Alex was looking at him sternly and he didn’t want to open that pandora’s box.
“As a thank you for helping with this, Alex has agreed to give you a blow job when the experiment is over. And we will also do a lingerie photo shoot with both of us and let you keep the pictures!”
“Wow…well that sweetens the deal.” Carter’s dick started hardening in his shorts as he pondered his rewards. “I guess I’m in…”
“Yay!” Stacey exclaimed, as she gave Carter a big hug. Carter’s semi erection became a full one as his head was immersed in her cleavage.
Alex hugged him too and whispered ‘thank you.’
“So, the next step is for you to measure for the cage. Alex is going to help you.”
The two headed into Alex’s room. When Carter took his pants off to reveal his erection she giggled.
“I guess you need one last hand job, huh?”
Carter nodded, and Alex started stroking his dick. Unconsciously, she always held it with her thumb and her forefinger, stroking the short shaft, rather than using her whole hand. A few minutes later, he came and she giggled at his pleasure. They cuddled for a minute then after his penis had shrunk down to its flaccid size, she measured.
“That’s…2.5″ long and 1.5″ around! I’ll tell Stacey so she can order the cage.”
Carter turned red at the thought of Stacey knowing his measurements.
“Don’t worry, no one cares about the flaccid size!” Alex reassured him, as if she was reading his thoughts.
Still, Carter thought he detected a smirk on Stacey’s face when Alex told her the measurements. Sure enough, Stacey soon reported that the smallest cage size was 3″ bursa escort bayan unless they wanted to get a custom one, but they all agreed that one would be good.
The cage came a few days later, and Alex snapped it on. Then they sat down with Stacey for some ground rules.
“Alex and I will each keep a key. You will only be unlocked in the event of a medical emergency. For the first month, it will be business as usual, and in the next two months we will try a few experiments and record your reaction. Every two weeks will have different theme, and that theme won’t be shared with you. Nothing too extreme, but you’ll do well to remember that this is a scientific experiment and anything we do to you is for research purposes.”
“And while you don’t have to do any of the experiments planned, your time in the device will be lengthened by a week for each refusal.”
“Will anyone else know about this?”
“Well, my research advisers will know but they won’t know that you’re the subject. They don’t know you anyway. And otherwise, no one will know unless they are a necessary part of the experiment.”
She gave Carter a bubbly smile.
“How does the cage feel?”
“Its not as bad as I thought…but we’ll see.”
“From what I’ve read, the first week will be the worst, then it’ll feel like it’s a part of you!”
“One more thing, you will need to release semen weekly for health purposes. I bought you a beaded anal toy, if you stimulate your prostate with that every week, that will keep you free and clear! It will also prevent you from getting blue balls!” Stacey giggled as Carter uncomfortably accepted the toy.
The first month was uneventful as Stacey had promised. Sleeping was very difficult after the first few nights, but soon Carter was very used to the cage. At times he felt an overwhelming urge to masturbate, but as soon as he focused on something else it would pass. Before long he hardly knew he was wearing it. He did notice a substantial increase in his attraction to the girls on campus — even average looking girls seemed beautiful — and the hottest women on campus drove him crazy.
Then the experiments began. It started on a Tuesday morning, when Stacey texted him.
Hey Carter, would you do a favor for me? I need my car cleaned out. Could you get that done by dinner? Thank you!
Carter quickly understood that this wasn’t random — refusal would result in another week in the cage. So, he obediently cleaned it out, gagging as he picked up used Magnum condoms from the backseat. She sure has a lot of sex back here, he thought.
The next day, she told him to go to a random dorm room and clean the bathroom. He knocked, and Cristina answered the door. Carter didn’t know Cristina or much about her but she had one of the best bodies on campus and was always showing it off. In his pre-cage days he spent quite a few masturbation sessions looking at her Instagram pictures or remembering what she had worn that day. So, when she opened the door in a sports bra and short shorts, he lost his breath for a minute.
“Hi Carter!” She greeted him cheerfully. Carter was surprised she knew his name, but he supposed escort bayan Stacey must have told her.
“Hi, uhm, I’m supposed to clean your, uh, bathroom.”
“That’s right! Stacey mentioned you might be coming over. Its right over here!”
Carter tried not to stare at her ass as she walked ahead of him.
“The supplies are under the sink! Thank you!”
Carter worked diligently while she was in the other room. But he couldn’t help but be distracted by his thoughts.
Why does she think I’m doing this? What did Stacey tell her? Am I going to have to do this again?
Soon enough, he was done. He let Cristina know and she thanked him and he left.
The next day he had to do Alex’s laundry. While it was a seemingly innocuous task, he found himself turned on while folding her thongs and lacey underwear. What I would give to see her in these…
A few days later, she sent him to another room to clean. This one was a guys’ room, though there was no one there. It was a big mess. This blow job had better be fucking good…
When he was done, he texted Stacey pictures as she had requested and she texted back. “Thanks! Maurice will appreciate coming back to a clean room after fucking me!”
Carter tried to ignore the juxtaposition of him cleaning another guy’s room, not having masturbated in over a month, while that guy was fucking the hottest girl in school, but he failed.
Although Stacey had always had a very active sex life, she was polite and generally refrained from bringing guys back to the room when Alex was around. That began to change around this time. Several nights a week Alex would walk out of her room to brush her teeth and hear Stacey’s moans of pleasure as one of her fuck buddies — always a big, tall athlete, usually a black guy — pound her with what Alex could only imagine was an impressively sized cock.
At first Alex was repulsed by these sounds. But after night after night of hearing them, combined with occasionally bumping in to the muscular, handsome men in the common area, she started to be turned on from listening to them.
One afternoon, while they were watching TV in the living room with Carter, Alex brought it up.
“Seems like you had fun last night!”
“Oh I really did! He was…a lot to handle, but definitely worth the effort!”
“What do you mean?” Alex asked innocently as Carter turned red with the embarrassment of being here for this sexual conversation.
“Give me a foot rub, Carter, while we have some girl talk,” Stacey commanded.
Carter obediently kneeled in front of Stacey and massaged her feet while they continued.
“Well,” Stacey began to share, “he was…particularly well endowed.”
“Oh dear,” Alex murmured.
“Like, probably the biggest I’ve had. Now, every guy I’m with is big, but he was on a whole other level.”
“And you like that?” Alex inquired.
“Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t want 9 inches every night,” Stacey laughed, “but it was a lot of fun.”
“9 inches!” Alex gasped.
“Mmhmm,” Stacey confirmed, matter-of-factly. “What, is Carter not that big?” She smirked at Carter.
“Well, no, but…that’s insane.”
“I guess it would seem that way if you’re used to Carter’s little guy.”
“Hey! He’s not that small,” Alex protested.
“Well, his cage sure is!” Stacey guffawed.
“He’s just a grower, not a shower, isn’t that right, Carter?” Alex said.
Carter nodded.
“Well, you know what they say, once you go black…” Stacey responded.