A Taste of Honey - Pt. 01

The shower water was warm. I'm glad I waited a couple of minutes before getting in.

Cleaning intimate parts is not good in freezing water.

As I'm not circumcised, I have to roll back my foreskin to reveal my glans.

I tend to do this every time I shower, and wash it clean, using an E45 soap.

I'd taken my plastic cock cage into the shower with me, to clean it. It was something I used on occasion to stop myself from masturbating to orgasm, in bed or watching TV. I liked to build up some pressure over a few days.

I was single and could do as I chose, so I always tried to last until a Friday night.

On those nights, I enjoyed watching TV naked, in my bedroom.

I sometimes used light bondage, and watched porn. I would not allow myself to cum before ten o'clock. That mental restraint made it all the more pleasurable, when I finally did.

Getting back to my shower.

I found it difficult to get my cage fitted due to friction, and a stiffening cock.

Whilst cleaning the cage, I thought I'd try some baby oil, as a lubricant.

I covered my shaft in it, and had some success. However, as my cock got harder the cage still wouldn't fit.

My attempts only succeeded in making me more horny.

Precum began to ooze from my slit.

For no reason in particular, I felt I had to taste it.

I stroked a finger across the tip, gathering a small amount of the sticky stuff.

This was it. No going back.

I licked my finger.

The world didn't end. In fact it had a pleasant slightly salty taste. Licking more of it, off my finger, made my cock go harder.

I did it again, with more precum, this time.

As my cock leaked, I tried two fingers. Sometimes wiping my lips and licking it off them.

Fuck. It made me so horny.

My cage wouldn't fit now, but I pressed it against the end of my glans to try.

Only the tip would enter.

As I licked the precum off my fingers, I 'fucked' the end of my cock, with the cage.

"Oh yeah," I uttered, "just like that."

My precum continued to leak, so I began to wipe it elsewhere.

Across my nipples, along my shaft, on my scrotum. Even between my ass cheeks.

I'd become my own precum whore.

I'd have to come soon, but not here, in the shower. I wanted to relish it.

I cleaned off my cage, reshowered, and went back to my bedroom.

Taking the baby oil with me, I bolted the door, and drew the curtains.

I tapped my bedside lamp, so it came on at low light.

Now, would it be the same, out of the shower?

Staying naked, I lay in the middle of the bed.

My cock was semi-hard, but soon grew, after the application of the oil.

I stroked my shaft, as I put it on, ensuring full coverage.

My cage, naturally, would not fit over the swollen head.

I attempted to push it on, recreating the 'self-fucking' I'd done in the shower.

It wasn't long before precum began to ooze.

I used my fingers, to taste it, once again.

As it flowed, I covered my nipples and scrotum. Owning myself. All the time, using my cage to 'fuck' the end of my cock.

There were still a couple of taboos for me to experience. That's the advantage of doing things solo. YOU get to say, how far to go.

I took a small butt plug, from my bedside drawer. Taking my time, I covered it in precum, by wiping it around the end of my cock.

"Oh no. No," I told myself.

"Oh yes, you precum slut."

I got onto all fours, and eased the plug into my ass. It felt so good. And knowing it was covered in my precum, made it all the better.

I lay back down, the mattress pressing the plug into me. It was as close to pegging as I was ever likely to get.

Leaving the cage to one side, I used two of my fingers to collect my precum.

When I began to lick them, I used my other hand in sync, on my cock. It kind of felt like I was licking my cock, if I put enough imagination into it.

Another idea came to me, whilst I played. I wiped the closed end of my cage, covering it in precum, and put it in my mouth. Both holes filled. Was this gay? Bi? Straight? Pegged? I didn't care for any labels; I just wanted to be filled.

My cock was aching now. It begged for release.

Using one hand, I pumped it. I placed my other hand beneath me, using two fingers to press against my butthole plug.

As I pumped, I thought of the shower, my cock, my cage, my precum, my plug, my nipples, my ass. Oh how I needed a decent fuck!

With quickening movement, I exploded. My cum fired up my body, onto my chest, neck and even my chin.

Fuck me. That was one hell of an orgasm.

A small splodge of cum had landed just beneath my bottom lip.

Should I drink the water?

My tongue found the salty pool. I drew it back into my mouth, and swallowed.

I'd taken the red pill.

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That was three months ago, when I had my own place.

Work commitments and spiralling bills, had meant I had to up lodgings.

I was stopping with a friend of my mum's. Mrs King. She lived in a big house, close to the freeway, which made it perfect for me. In fact, it worked out perfect for us both. After her kids, and husband, had left, she was saddled with a four-bedroom house to run. Me helping with the bills, was ideal. I never had a lot to do with her. She had her life, I had mine. The house was big enough to accommodate both.

My shower routine had evolved significantly, since that first time.

I made sure Mrs King was out.

I'd now progressed to a five inch dildo, with a sucker bottom, that I attached to the wall.

Giving it a good suck, whilst on my knees, got me in the mood to be a receiver.

I cleaned my cock, as usual.

Next was nipple clamps. They gave another feeling of loss of control, even though there was no one to take it from me. These were chained to the wall mounted dildo. Maybe, THAT had the control?

Instead of a cage, I used a cock sleeve, with a vibrating function

Placing it at the tip of my cock, I let it do its work. It wasn't long before my precum started to appear. I tasted the first drops, and wiped my nipples with the subsequent ones.

It was time for my ass, I had a thrusting butt plug.

Covering this in precum, was my second favourite bit of this whole scene. My favourite bit, yet to come.

Once all soaked and glossy, I pressed the butt plug home, and turned it on.

I got on my knees, in front of the dildo, and attached its clamps to my nipples.

Using baby oil, I fitted my cock with the sleeve and positioned the vibrating part, for maximum effect.

I began to suck the dildo, occasionally stopping, to wipe my precum over it and my lips.

I sucked, as my butt plug thrusted my ass, my body moving with the thrusts.

As I did so, my nipples were pulled by the chained clamps.

It made sense to keep the shower running, to drown out any noise. I had it set to a jet, aiming at my ass and balls.

It didn't take long, before I was ready to cum. Sitting back on my legs, I grabbed my sleeved cock, and pointed it at the wall-mounted dildo. My cum fired across it, coating it. Anointing it.

Now for my favourite bit.

I got back on all fours, and took the dildo in my mouth. The cum, reaching every corner, covering my tongue.

I did my best to deep throat it, then swallowed.

With both my butt plug and sleeve still whirring away, it didn't take long for me to get hard and cum again.

After I'd came, for the second time, I'd turn everything off and remove it. Sitting back in the shower, I'd taste the spoils of my second load.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

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From my exploits in the shower, began my exploits in the bedroom. I loved the sense of giving up control, whilst I indulged myself.

I couldn't always guarantee Mrs King was out. She'd been spending more and more time at home. Fortunately, my bedroom was on the far side of the house and had a bolt on the door.

After having a normal shower, I went to my room, bolted the door, and put on a mixtape.

Mrs. King knew I occasionally did work at home, so never bothered me.

I always made sure it was after dinner, so she wouldn't come, to look for me to eat.

It was always safest when she was doing laundry, as the washing machine could be quite loud.

My bedroom setup was a little different

I got naked first. On all fours, I lubed up and fitted a larger-than-usual plug to my butt.

With it inside me, I already felt like I was no longer in control of my actions. It helped dissipate any feelings of wrongdoing.

Using leather strapping, with buckles, I fixed each of my ankles to the corners of the bed, leaving my feet about three feet apart.

Collaring myself, I lay back on the bed. I connected my collar to the bed with another, shorter strap, and padlocked it in place, putting the keys on the side dresser top.

In one hand, I had a small vibrator, and in the other, a specially modified penis extension.

I'd shortened the length of the extension and drilled a small hole in the end. The hole went through to main cavity.

I fitted the extension to my hard cock. As the vibrator worked on my sensitive glans, precum began to pool inside.

After a couple of minutes, I removed the extension and put it into my mouth.

The collected precum began to trickle onto my tongue, and down my throat.

Once I'd sated that desire, I used the extension to drip precum onto my nipples, my cock and my balls.

All whilst the vibrator was bringing me to an inevitable orgasm.

My fists gripped clumps of the bedding, as I came. A small amount oozed from the end of the extension, but the majority stayed within it. Waiting for me to transfer it to my mouth.

It was at that point Mrs King walked in, carrying laundered bedding.

She stood back, aghast.

"Jesus, Richard! Just what the fuck is going on?"

Caught! How the fuck was I going to explain this? How did she get through the bolted door?

I looked away to hide my embarrassment.

Mrs. King left, taking the laundry with her.

I was no longer hard.

I figured I'd best get cleaned up and clear away everything.

The keys! The keys were gone! They must be on the floor.

I tried to reach with my arm. I could touch the floor, but couldn't find them in my range of movement.

Shit!

Think. Think. There must be a way out of this.

This time, I heard Mrs. King coming up the stairs.

I'd have to face her. Try to explain. Get her to set me free.

I tried for the keys again. No luck.

Fuck.

The door opened.