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The Key To Happiness (2)

Cage Fright

Zach was sitting in his car. The 20 year old stud looked at his watch. It was past midnight. He let out a sigh and closed his eyes, banging the back of his head against the car seat.

This was beyond horrible.

A few hours ago, Zach’s big, meaty cock had been locked in a chastity cage. Since then, Zach had been driving around, trying to figure out what to do now.

The day had started out great. He had been looking forward to a hot date. His frat brother had turned green with envy when he showed them the pictures of the hot girl he was about to meet. With her big boobs, her luscious lips and her come-to-bed eyes, she had a certain reputation for wearing a man out, but Zach had a reputation of his own: The massive size of his cock was well-known, and tales about his fucking skills were circulating all over the campus.

The day had started out great – but then things went downhill. After competing against two other guys in a mean and gratuitous game that required him to bash his own balls with a wooden mallet, Zach had lost. Not only were his balls bruised and swollen, but his wonderful dong was locked inside a chastity device for at least eleven days.

After cancelling his date with the girl, Zach had spent the rest of the evening in his car.

Now he was waiting in front of his frat house.

There was no way he could tell his frat brothers about this. The last time his dick had been locked up, they had been very unhelpful, humiliating him, mocking him and making his life hell.

Zach adjusted his crotch. He grimaced when he touched his swollen, aching balls. He fumbled with the hard plastic of the chastity cage through his pants and groaned.

With a deep sigh, Zach got out of his car and walked up the driveway to the door.

He entered the frat house and was greeted by cheers from his frat brothers.

“Hey guys, he’s back!” AJ shouted.

About a dozen guys surrounded Zach, patting his shoulders and nudging his chest.

“Zach the man!” Reese laughed. “Come on, tell us all about it!”

The guys dragged Zach into the living room.

Zach groaned. Usually he enjoyed the attention. He loved to brag about his sexual encounters. Sometimes he even brought graphic pictures and videos he had recorded with his mobile phone.

Today, Zach wanted nothing more than to go to his room, curl up in his bed and pull the blanket over his head.

His frat brothers sat down in the living room, loking at him expectantly.

Zach shifted from one feet to the other.

“Come on”, AJ grinned. “Tell us. How was it?”

Zach cleared his throat. “Great”, he lied.

His buddies looked at him.

“Very great”, Zach said with a weak grin.

“We want details”, Reese grinned. “What did you do?”

“Umm”, Zach ran his hand through his blond hair. “Everything.”

There was a moment of silence. Usually Zach described in great detail how it felt to stick his fat cock into every orifice available.

His buddies looked at him.

Zach blushed. “I think I gotta get to bed. I’m, uh, tired. All that fucking made me really…” His voice trailed off as he turned around and rushed to his room, leaving his buddies scratching their heads.

When Zach woke up the next morning, fractured images from a weird dream were lingering in his head.

A huge tower crashing down.

An army of men on the battlefield, unable to shoot their rifles at their enemies, a legion of bikini-clad beauties in provocative poses, laughing back at them.

A jam-packed subway train that held at every stop, letting more people come in without letting any passengers out.

Zach rubbed his face and groaned.

He pulled away his blanket, hoping in vain that the little black plastic cage around his dick had vanished.

It hadn’t.

Zach stared at his locked-up dick and groaned.

Then he leaned back and closed his eyes again.

Over the next couple of days, as Zach’s cum accumulated in his oversized balls without a chance to get released, Zach became more and more nervous and edgy. He was incredibly horny, but with his dick squished inside the small plastic cage, he could not get hard, much less blow a load to relieve the tension.

His plan to keep his locked up dick a secret from his frat brothers only added to his anxiousness. The massive size of his dick had made Zach the de-facto leader of his frat when it came to talking about girls. He usually relied on his huge schlong to tell him what to say. Now, with his cock out of commission, Zach was having trouble in his field of expertise.

On Saturday night, the boys were sitting in the living room, making plans for the night.

“You gonna get some pussy tonight, Zach?” Reese asked casually.

Zach shifted on his seat. “Maybe”, he mumbled.

The other guys laughed.

“Maybe my ass”, Reese chuckled. “I hear the sorority next door is having a party, and they want you to be their guest of honor.”

Zach grinned weakly.

“Maybe I’ll go there”, Reese continued. “But if you’re going to whip out that monster cock of yours, I’ll pass.” He looked at Zach.

Zach groaned. He had had his eyes on the sorority for months. Now he had the chance to bang all those hot chicks – and he had to take a pass. “I’ll go to another party”, he mumbled.

Reese raised his eyebrows. “What? That’s gotta be one hell of a party if you skip the sorority mixer.” He looked at Zach with a curious expression on his face.

Zach stared at him. He had to make up some good story, and quickly. His mind was racing.

“Whatever, man”, AJ chuckled, unintentionally saving Zach. “The sorority girls are good enough for me.”

The rest of the guys laughed. They spent the next hour talking about all the things they’d do, as Zach stared at the ceiling, trying not to think about sex.

After his buddies had left, Zach went to bed, lying sleepless as he heard the music and the laughter from the party next door.

He had just fallen asleep when a loud noise woke him up again. He walked to the window and looked outside.

In the moonlit garden of the sorority house, Reese and AJ were tag-teaming a hot blonde. Her tits were swinging wildly as AJ fucked her mouth while Reese banged her butt. The two guys laughed and high-fived, having the time of their lives, as Zach looked down on them from his room, feeling like a Peeping Tom.

“That should have been me”, Zach mumbled to himself. He looked down at his locked-up cock as the sound of AJ, Reese and the girl echoed in his head. Letting out an angry grunt, Zach smacked his useless junk hard. Unfortunately, his balls caught the brunt of the blow and he screamed in pain.

AJ and Reese looked up and Zach quickly ducked down, clutching his genitals and groaning in pain.

That was close.

He went back to bed.

AJ and Reese took forever until they were done.

Finally, Zach fell asleep.

The next day, the sorority mixer was all Zach’s buddies talked about. Apparently, the party had turned into a downright fuckfest.

Zach listened to the stories, shifting nervously on his seat.

“I hate to say it, Zach”, AJ grinned. “But it was a good thing you weren’t there. Your huge fucking cock would have been the center of attention…”

“As always”, Reese chimed in.

Zach grimaced as his buddies burst out laughin.

“What’s up, Zach”, AJ grinned. “Cat got your tongue?”

Zach cleared his throat. “It’s just— I’m happy for you, guys. I passed because I wanted you to have some fun.” He didn’t sound very convincing.

“I thought you went to another party”, Reese said, raising his eyebrows.

Zach blinked. “I did. I did. I went to another party.”

Reese looked at him, a curious expression on his face.

“How was it?” AJ grinned. “Did you bang a lot of chicks?”

Zach nodded quickly. “A dozen”, he lied. “It was fucking awesome.”

The conversation quickly turned back to the sorority party but Reese kept an eye on Zach. Something was odd about him. Reese’s eyes fell on Zach’s crotch. The bulge in his sweat pants seemed flatter than usual. Reese’s mind started working.

Later that day, Reese and Zach were alone in the kitchen.

“How are you?” Reese smiled.

Zach averted his gaze. “Fine”, he mumbled.

Reese nodded slowly. Suddenly, his hand shot forward and he grabbed Zach’s crotch. He wrapped his fingers around Zach’s genitals and squeezed hard, squishing Zach’s huge balls in his hand and feeling the unmistakable shape of the little plastic cock cage.

Zach let out a surprised yelp.

Reese let out a triumphant laugh. “I knew it!” He let go of Zach’s junk and smacked his nuts with the palm of his hand. “I fucking new it!”

Zach groaned and doubled over.

“You’re locked in chastity again!” Reese laughed. “That’s why you have been acting so strange lately! How long has this been going on?”

Zach rubbed his sore balls. “Since Monday”, he croaked.

Reese burst out laughing. “That’s almost a full week!”

Zach let out a miserable groan.

“Wait a minute”, Reese grinned. “Monday. Didn’t you bang that hot chick on Monday?”

Zach whimpered. “I didn’t.” He looked up at Reese. “Please don’t tell anybody.”

Reese smiled. “Zach, I’m your friend.”

Zach let out a sigh of relief.

“Hey, guys!” Reese shouted. “Come here, there’s something you need to see!”

Zach stared at Reese who had a vicious smiled on his lips.

“I’m your friend”, Reese grinned. “But they are my friends as well. You didn’t really believe I’d keep this to myself, did you?”

Zach let out a miserable groan as the kitchen filled with his buddies.

“What’s up?” AJ looked at Reese.

“Nothing”, Reese grinned. “Nothing big anyway.” He let out a laugh before yanking down Zach’s sweat pants, exposing Zach’s naked genitals and the little black plastic cage that held his huge cock.

The guys burst out laughing.

“Again?!” AJ roared.

“Look at that fucking cage!” Reese chuckled. “It’s tiny!”

Zach grimaced as his buddies tugged at his caged cock, squeezing his balls and smacking the little plastic device in the process.

“How did you get your huge cock inside that little thing?” AJ flicked the plastic cage with his finger.

“That’s gotta be so fucking uncomfortable”, Reese grinned, yanking at Zach’s caged cock.

“Oh, leave me alone”, Zach grunted and shoved him away.

“Ooooh!” the guys cooed mockingly before bursting out laughing.

Reese chuckled before delivering a swift kick to Zach’s balls.

Zach’s eyes bulged and he let out a wheezing groan, doubling over in pain as his buddies cheered and hooted. Cupping his junk with his hands, his pants hanging around his ankles, he wobbled out of the room.

His friends roared with laughter as Reese kicked Zach’s bare ass, causing him to stumble forward.

“We’re going to have so much fun with him”, Reese chuckled.

“Oh yeah”, AJ grinned.

Over the course of the next days, Zach’s buddies went out of their way to come up with creative ways to humiliate and torture their buddy.

On Sunday, Zach’s buddies took him on a field trip. Horseback riding. Zach’s nuts were black and blue when he got off the horse after two solid hours of his poor balls getting squished between the horse’s back and his thighs with every bounce.

On Monday, Reese came up with a glorious idea: One of the guys worked at a pharmacy, and everybody at the fraternity chipped in to buy a year’s supply of Viagra. Crushed into powder, they started mixing it into Zach’s food and drinks, causing him to get even more horny and anxious as his brain constantly told his dick to get hard.

Later that day, AJ stole his girlfriend’s worn panties and put it on Zach’s face when he was sleeping. Zach’s dreams had already been interspersed with sexual imagery, and the scent of a girl’s private parts certainly didn’t make things better.

In addition to all the jokes and the humiliating pranks, Zach’s buddies made him do all kinds of chores, and he was prohibited from wearing anything but a little lace-trimmed waitress apron that barely covered his manhood and bulged obscenely with Zach’s massive equipment.

Tuesday night, the doorbell rang and the guys made Zach answer it.

Zach opened the door, his head beet red as he faced a pair of police officers. Both of them were in their twenties, dark shades covering their eyes. Their uniforms made them look heavier than they probably were.

“Mr. Johnson?” one of them said in a stern voice.

Zach nodded.

“We’ve had a complaint from the neighborhood”, the other officer said, eyeing Zach from head to toe. “Apparently someone spotted you mowing the lawn today.”

“In the nude”, the first officer added.

Zach gulped. “I was wearing my apron”, he said weakly.

The officers looked at each other.

“May we come in, sir?” the first one said. It didn’t sound like a question.

Zach bit his lower lip and stepped aside.

The two officers strutted in.

Zach looked mortified.

“What’s wrong?” Reese said with a grin, looking at Zach.

The rest of the guys stared at the police officers.

“There’s been a complaint”, Zach mumbled, his eyes at the floor, fumbling with his apron.

Reese walked up to the police officers and sighed. “Officers, I’m so sorry. We’re at our wits’ end here. Maybe you can talk some sense into him.”

Zach grimaced.

The officers looked at Zach.

“He needs to be taught a lesson”, Reese said, trying to stay serious.

The first officer nodded gravely as she put Zach in handcuffs.

“Sit down, sir”, the second one said, shoving Zach into an armchair, a cruel smile on her lips.

Reese sighed and walked to the stereo. He clicked ‘play’ and suddenly, Huey’s “Pop Lock And Drop It” blared from the speakers.

The frat guys started cheering and clapping as the two officers moved their bodies to the music, teasingly taking off their clothes, revealing their hot, curvy bodies. Underneath their uniforms, they were wearing tiny bikinis that left very little to the imagination. Both of them were built like porn models, with big breasts, flawless skin and beautiful long hair.

Zach’s eyes widened in terror.

His buddies laughed and clapped and cheered, egging the two naked girls on as they stripped naked.

Their performance was entirely focused on Zach. The girls pressed his face between their tits, rubbed their asses against his chest, put their hands between their thighs and him suck on their fingers.

Zach groaned and moaned as he watched the two hot girls. His dick felt like it was going to burst through the chastity device but the little black cage was relentless.

The performance lasted for twenty minutes – but it felt like eternity for Zach.

After that, Zach was breathless and panting, his eyes wild and restless.

“Here, have a drink”, Reese grinned and gave Zach a sip of beer enriched with Viagra.

The frat guys had paid for the whole night, and the girls were definitely worth their money. The evening turned into a gangbang as the guys took turns banging the two hot strippers in front of Zach who watched the proceedings, a miserable expression on his face.

The next morning, when Zach came into the kitchen after a sleepless night, the cabinets were covered in pictures of the strippers getting fucked in various positions. The delirious faces of the guys in the pictures contrasted sharply with Zach’s miserable expression.

“Two more days”, Zach mumbled before emptying a big glass of milk.

Zach grimaced at the bitter aftertaste. Lately, everything he drank tasted funny.

He stared down at his crotch.

His balls were considerably swollen, partly due to the playful smacks and jocular kicks that his buddies liked to deal out, but mostly because they were working in overdrive, producing masses of spunk that had nowhere to go.

Zach looked at his watch.


He closed his eyes.

He wanted to get into a time machine and fast-forward to Friday, when he’d get out of his cage.

He opened his eyes and looked at his watch again.


Three seconds had passed.

“Two more days”, Zach repeated. “Just two more days.”

To be continued …

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Alex Nehling
Alex Nehling
Alex Nehling has been into ballbusting ever since he can remember. He has published hundreds of stories on his website In addition to testicle torture his stories feature themes like wrestling, chastity play, edging and milking, muscle worship, small penis humiliation, oral and anal sex, public humiliation, domination, and many more. In 2017, Alex wrote his first ballbusting stories in his native language and started the German blog in collaboration with another author. In 2018, he has teamed up with fetish porn producer Toby Springs to produce a series of ballbusting video clips. Alex lives and works in Germany.

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