My First Time in Shane's Cabin Pt. 05

Days turned into weeks, with no relief from my chastity cage other than supervised cleaning and shaving every Friday evening. Friday was chosen specifically so I would be freshly hairless all over for weekend fun. I was required to shave my entire body other than the area blocked by the cage at least twice a week, so I usually shaved on Friday and Tuesday. My Friday releases were usually 10 minutes or less, until I was shaved, cleaned, and lotioned. Usually Thomas and Matthew came over on Saturday and almost always ended up staying until Sunday. Shane would stock up on food each Thursday or Friday for the weekend for everyone. Shane and I would have date nights usually Tuesday or Thursday, or both. Friday was reserved for us two to stay in and be intimate with each other after my shaving and cleaning. At first, I got rock hard upon release from the cage and struggled to get back into it. Shane usually shaved and cleaned me himself to ensure minimal stimulation. Over time, however, the erections became smaller and weaker, until eventually I didn't get hard at all anymore. My ass was well used and stretched by this point, courtesy of constant abuse my Shane's 8 inches and weekend use by Matthew's near 9 inches.

After winter passed and the days and nights warmed up, we were constantly nude inside and out, of course with no neighbors around to see. I started needing to wear pads over my cage because of constant precum leakage. It almost never stopped. A lot of times I wore a vibrating plug that kept stimulation to my prostate, increasing the leakage. Something I suggested to Shane that became a regular fixture some weeknights was longer-term bondage and sensory deprivation, much like we'd done initially. I'd be restrained tightly and kept in a dark closet, under the bed, outside, etc, with a blindfold and earphones. Many times, hypno tracks played through the headphones and I lay helpless. Sometimes, Shane would add some sort of anal stimulation, whether through a vibrator or a fuck machine. Being bound by him and for him was one of my favorite times of the week.

The love-making became way more passionate and intense over time as well. Many times, Shane's persistent pounding was making my caged cock squirt multiple times a session as I had intense anal orgasms. I was pretty much constantly horny every day and was really taking to my new method of release. The orgasms were incredibly intense, and I gradually began to forget how penis stimulation even felt.

A couple times I went to see family, but my chastity stayed on during my trips home. Shane would give me the key just in case of an issue, but I kept my promises to not take it off. I didn't want to at this point. We had long passed him freezing my key in ice, since I was getting unlocked routinely every Friday.

Usually Saturday nights were when we traded partners. I spent my nights with Matthew while Shane took Thomas. We never experimented with pairing off the other way, but I suspected Matthew was coming by Shane's office for a pounding of his own at least a couple times a month. I loved Shane dearly but Matthew was so hot I couldn't resist his dominance every weekend. I was so glad to get both of these men and their cocks on a regular basis.

One Saturday in particular stands out:

Matthew and Thomas always undressed completely in their car upon arriving so as to enter the house nude from the beginning. Shane and I were of course already always nude as well, although occasionally we might slip on some underwear on an off night during the week (a rule that didn't exist at first). Shane had us waiting in the hot tub and called on them to join us. With all four of us together, we'd usually play with each other for a while and eventually pair off to enjoy our evening and night together. Shane usually took Thomas to the back cabin while Matthew used me all over the main cabin, except mine and Shane's bed. We usually ended up doing it on the couch or in the spare bedroom, where we'd generally fall asleep. This day, however, we quickly devolved into a full-fledged orgy between the four of us that left the hot tub and spilled out into the living room. Rimjobs, blowjobs, fucking, cuddling, double penetration, bondage, whatever came to mind. Thomas was the first to be double-fucked, as his ass readily accepted the huge penises of our respective boyfriends. Shane lay on his back as Thomas mounted him in cowgirl. After working his hole open for a couple minutes, Matthew slid in behind with a freshly lubed shaft and inserted himself to the balls. Thomas was screaming and moaning and even shaking once the rhythmic movement of Matthew's thrusts was established. Meanwhile, I had been tied to a chair and told to watch everything very closely. Thomas continued moaning and shaking as he gradually became more and more of a total mess. Eventually, Matthew pulled out and allowed Shane to take over primary thrusting from underneath. As Shane did so, Matthew stood over them as Thomas eagerly began to blow his raging boner. Before I knew it, Thomas was deepthroating Shane, something he'd certainly done many times before, as he did it with such ease. I was becoming more used to deepthroating Shane myself, in fact. After a little while in this position, both tops unloaded inside Thomas' greedy holes with loud moans, groans, and exclamations. I had to admit I was getting jealous, of whom I'm not quite sure, but probably of Thomas. I just wanted to be touched and filled at this point.

After their orgasms had subsided, I noticed Thomas had squirted all over Shane's body. Thomas wasn't kept in chastity, but he still came routinely from his ass. I wasn't sure how often he had penile orgasms. Anyway, Thomas went to work licking his fluids from Shane's body, followed by cleaning Shane's cock, and then Matthew's cock. Shane popped up and immediately told Matthew to lie down on his back. He then positioned Thomas' ass so that he sat on Matthew's face. Matthew was then instructed to clean Shane's cum from his boyfriend's destroyed asshole. Matthew went eagerly to work, as Shane knelt and slowly fondled and stroked Matthew's still half-erect member. I was being openly ignored by this point, and something told me this was on purpose and not to say anything. So, I remained silent and looked on in lust.

Finally, the three of them left the room and returned to the hot tub. Closer to sunset, dinner was made, and I was spoon-fed by Shane, who'd not yet untied me. I was starting to wonder what was up. I wasn't too hungry since I was so horny and I'd eaten a good deal before Matthew and Thomas arrived. Shane finally released me to go to the bathroom but upon my return, Thomas and Matthew were no longer in the room and Shane awaited to tie me up once more.

"Aaron, I know we've talked about this almost since we've known each other, and we knew one day this needed to happen." He paused, looking a little unsure, but continued, "I finally found the perfect candidate, and he will be visiting to spend the night with you tonight. He will have free rein of the house. Anywhere and everywhere he needs."

"Do you mean-"

"Yes," he cut me off, "even our bedroom and bed. I think it's necessary for you to give and receive the full treatment and that our bed is well-suited, should he choose to use it."

Shane wouldn't tell me exactly who was coming before he told me he'd be in the back cabin with the other boys tonight and I'd see him sometime tomorrow. After a few minutes I deduced that a Black man was coming, based on our prior discussions. I figured he must have a massive penis, if he was handpicked by Shane.

Right at dusk, I heard the door open and in walked a stunning specimen of a man. Huge arms, juicy pecs, a whole eight pack of abs, defined jaw line, well-groomed and full but short beard, short hair, handsome facial features, and strong tree-trunk legs. He entered with just underwear on, but I could see something huge inside.

"You must be Aaron," he said as he came over to untie me. "Uh, yes, s-sir, yeah, um, what's your name?" I was already a mess.

"Marcus," he replied. "You are such a cute little twink, Aaron. It's a shame what I'm going to do to you."

With that, I was picked up out of the chair, carried to the spare bedroom, and thrown down on the bed. Marcus stood tall over me and said, "Suck. I know you can deepthroat." I got off the bed quickly, got to my knees in front of him, and lowered his briefs to reveal a beast of a package. His cock sprang out and hit me in the face as I looked at it in amazement. I guess I wasn't reacting quickly enough because I heard, "Suck it you little bitch, not telling you again."

I quickly wrapped both hands around the shaft and took his head in my mouth. This thing was definitely bigger than Matthew for sure. I could just tell from handling Shane and Matthew many times now that Marcus was another level, especially in girth. He was probably a little longer than Matthew, maybe 9.5 inches or so, but the girth was something I don't think I'd even seen much of in porn before. It was truly gigantic. Whereas my finger and thumb easily touched when I wrapped them around my own shaft, back when I was allowed to touch it, my thumb and finger now only made it a little over halfway around his shaft. The girth was similar to my soda can-sized dildo. I never expected to see a cock this massive in person. I knew my jaw would be in pain and was even worried he might break it if he forced me too hard. While sucking his head, however, I decided that Shane wouldn't have brought him here if he might hurt me, so I pushed that thought out and focused on pleasuring him.

After 25 minutes or so my jaw was indeed sore, but Marcus had been gradually working himself deeper and deeper into my throat. I now only had enough room for one hand on the base, as the rest was in my mouth or deeper. Finally, he grabbed the back of my head and forced himself the rest of the way in, so that my lips engulfed the base and my nose was buried in his short bush. I started gagging and pushing away so he released my head and I fell back, eyes wide open thinking about what I'd just accomplished.

"Didn't really believe Shane when he said you'd be able to do that, but look-a there at you, faggot."

"Yes Sir," I got out after catching my breath, "I have a dildo collection and one of them is very similar to you. I used it weekly before I met Shane."

Marcus put himself back inside me. This time I was more used to the sensations and got back to the base within a couple minutes. I bobbed up and down on him for a little bit until he retreated and threw me up on the bed. "Face down, ass up." I did as commanded, and received one of the best rimjobs of my life.

Shortly afterward, Marcus got on his knees behind me, grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand, and applied a healthy dose to his penis and my anus. He inserted a finger, then two, then three, really working the lube inside. I knew that could only mean one thing was coming: a pounding like I'd rarely, if ever, received before.

Marcus got into position behind me and poked the cock head into my hole. He teased me for a little while before I'd had enough and yelled, accidentally, "Please! Fucking do it!"

"That's what they all say when I do this," Marcus chuckled. "Be careful what you wish for, bitch." With that, he went balls deep on the first try and I screamed in pain and pleasure. "Don't worry, I'll break you in," he told me as he began a slow thrust. I think he was only retracting maybe 3 or 4 inches, so he remained buried deep the entire time.

His slow thrusting continued for 30 minutes or longer. I know because I glanced at the clock a few times during. I felt pleasure continue increasing as I no longer felt pain, just the fullness that I crave daily. Marcus finally began to pick up speed as I began to be ragdolled in doggy. I felt very intense pleasure on my p-spot as I felt like I was going to explode. Suddenly, my first of many orgasms was induced, and my caged shrimp squirted ropes of watery semen all over the bed. Marcus continued pounding away, failing to acknowledge my orgasm even in the slightest. His perfect rhythm soon led me into four more orgasms back to back, after which the bed was soaked. Marcus eventually stopped and pulled out, saying, "Alright, I'm finally warmed up. Let's try a different position."

My mind was mush and I was a sweaty mess as he picked me up and carried me into the living room. He lay down on his back and told me to mount him. I did so, on my knees, facing him in cowgirl. "No, stupid cunt. On your fucking feet. I just did all the work for the last hour. Now it's your turn. On your feet and bounce up and down."

For someone that had been 'doing all the work', he seemed to have used no energy. Meanwhile, I was already exhausted. Nevertheless, I put my hands on his shoulders and bounced on his Big Black Cock to the best of my abilities. Marcus was in visible pleasure and began moaning as I slid up and down the shaft. I was feeling amazing again as well and began moaning with him. Soon we were moaning louder and louder in unison, and I broke down into a couple more orgasms, squirting more fluid into Marcus' chest and abs. "What the fuck are you doing? Look at this mess," he said sternly. He threw me off and demanded I take him to the shower and wash him off. I did as instructed and we showered together. I washed every inch of him and ended up on my knees in the shower, first rubbing the shaft with soap, then sucking him deep again after rinsing the soap off.

With all my squirt juice washed away, Marcus was ready to dry off and resume. He took me upstairs to mine and Shane's bed and told me to ride him reverse cowgirl this time. I did as asked, riding him on hands and feet, my little cage bouncing with the motions. I couldn't help it and had three more orgasms in the next ten minutes. I couldn't believe Marcus wasn't even close yet. It was literally blowing my mind how he'd lasted this long. Eventually, Marcus threw me off and got into our restraints. Shane had obviously told him where to look. He sat me in front of the bed and firmly secured each wrist to the bedpost on either side. Then he lifted me by the legs with ease, bent them to wrap his arms around my thighs, and once again inserted himself balls deep in my sloppy gaping hole.

My feet pressed flat against his pecs as he absolutely went to town. He had to be incredibly strong to be able to even do this position, let alone do it for any length of time. With my arms behind my head tied to the bedposts, Marcus relentlessly pounded and pounded and pounded. I almost felt like I was floating in the air. Of course I continued having orgasms, but I eventually lost count. He just kept fucking me. Continuously. Without stopping. Without even sweating. I couldn't even think anymore. I just took it. The pleasure in my ass was constant at this point, and my mind wasn't working much at all beyond that.

Finally, Marcus finished doing me in that particular position. "Okay, bitch, now it's time for the grand finale. It might seem pretty simple but it's my favorite position and you're in for a deep fucking."

"How much deeper can you get?" I managed to ask. I was slapped and told to "shut the fuck up." Marcus was getting more aggressive and I knew this last part was gonna be crazy.

He laid me on the bed and got on top of me, planning to take me in missionary. He inserted himself and went immediately back in to the base as I wrapped my arms and legs around his amazing body. He started thrusting very deeply and in perfect rhythm, and I immediately came again and again and again. I don't know how I kept having so many orgasms, but I was in a constant state of orgasmic bliss at this point. Marcus began looking into my eyes as he drilled me and finally planted a deep kiss on my lips. We then began kissing wildly and passionately as the jackhammering continued in perfect rhythm. My hands on the back of his head bringing him closer to my lips, my toes curled as my feet were intertwined and riding on his lower back just above his muscular ass, my ass hungrily accepting all of him, I finally couldn't take the stimulation anymore.

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I woke up, and it was dark out. I looked around, but I was alone. My ass was very sore but felt very empty. I got up and Shane was naked, watching TV alone.

"About time you got up. I was beginning to get worried. Marcus said you started spasming and passed out right when he unloaded inside you. He said it was one of the largest loads he'd ever released. He said you came to but then went right to sleep. The two of you left quite a mess of cum and squirt in our bed. Might just have to put the sheets in the garbage."

"When did he leave?" I asked. "Early this morning, before daylight. I chatted with him this afternoon over text."

"But it's dark now?" I asked. "Yeah, baby," Shane said, "it's Sunday night."

Marcus literally fucked me so hard I slept for 18 hours and missed an entire day.

"I'm worried that he's ruined you for the rest of us but nevertheless I'm pretty sure you'll wanna see him again, won't you?" Shane asked.

"Please Daddy, I need him again," I responded.