Room Service: Night 4

After a long distracted day at the conference, I rushed back to my hotel room, excited to get my cage off and attend to my own personal needs. All week long I was used in various ways to satisfy other men. While I loved every second of diving into this temporary experience, it was time to transition back to my normal life as a masculine husband and father, who enjoyed the opportunity to take care of himself from time to time. It was time to put the fantasy back into my mind and close the door on this room service experience.

Once I was in the privacy of my room, I undressed completely and examined my 6'4" muscular frame. My body hair was coming back in nicely after my master shaved me completely a few nights ago. I think that was his way of taking my masculinity. Now, I was starting to look more like a man again rather than some submissive play thing.

I hadn't worked out all week. I still looked fit and muscular, but my muscles didnt have that pump I got from a few hours in the gym every day. I flexed and growled in the mirror a few times, reclaiming my strength. It felt great until I glanced down and saw my pathetic cock trapped inside that metal cage. I needed it off today. I wanted to feel whole again.

My phone rang and I scurried across the room to get it. It was my son wanting to face time. Do I ignore it and continue on in my self-indulgence, or answer it in my current state? The duality of being a masculine dad and an enslaved hungry sex pig was a turn on. I answered and chatted face to face with my teenage son, being careful not to move my phone too much. I wondered what he would think if he could see all of me.

After the call, I laid on my bed and waited. I tried not to think about my cock. I needed to reclaim my manliness so I could do what I wanted. I jumped up off the bed and flexed again in the full length mirror. I still craved a good pump. I dropped to the ground and pounded out 50 push ups. Then I jumped up and did 50 squats, and then 50 calf raises. I repeated that cycle three times and flexed again. I was looking better, tougher, more like my old self.

Feeling strong, I did one more cycle each one to exhaustion. When I was finished I sat on the floor naked and caught my breath. All I could do was wait for him. All my muscles, all my strength, I was still at this mercy of this man.

Time to start drinking. At 8 pm I ordered a pitcher of martinis and waited. I thought maybe he would see the order and that would let him know. At 8:30 I heard a knock and the words I wanted to hear. "Room Service" but it wasn't the deep voice with the Mediterranean accent. Fuck! What if he didn't show up at all? I guess it was possible, but I truly believed that was unlikely. I was his. He will take care of me. It was weird to have that level of trust in this stranger who used me all week, but somehow, I knew it to be true.

I looked through the peep hole. It was a younger man there with a tray. A jolt of excitement surged through me. As an exhibitionist I was conditioned to react to these opportunities. If it weren't for this damn cage I would be proudly exposing my naked body.

"Just a second." I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist. I opened the door and the young man looked me up and down and smiled. "Come in. Set it on the desk, please." He did and the door closed. After setting it down he turned and looked again.

"My, you are very fit, sir." Funny that he called me "sir." Are all the men in this hotel cock hungry?

"Thank you," I looked at his name tag, "Rafael, but I am not worthy of your admiration." I opened my towel and showed him my caged cock. His eyes opened wide and he looked shocked.

"Oh my!" He gave me a wink and a smirk.

I rewrapped my towel and signed his book. I reached for my wallet and gave him 10 bucks. "Thank you, sir."

"You're welcome. Do me a favor, and bring me another pitcher in an hour from now."

"You bet. Thank you, sir. Have a great night." He turned and left, and I started drinking.

I finished the pitcher quickly and was feeling relaxed, buzzed, and horny. There was a knock on the door. I got another surge of excitement and ran to the door.

I looked through the peep hole and saw Master and I was relieved, but he had large luggage cart with him and that was confusing. Did I he think I was checking out? I opened the door, ready to explain that I was not checking out and demand that he remove my cage.

"Hello my boy! Are you ready for some relief?" He pushed the cart into my room. It had a tall metal frame around it so it barely fit through the door. There was a black leather bag on the cart.

"Yes, Sir. Get this fucking cage off me. I want my cock back."

"Yes, I'm sure you do. Men need to release regularly. But then again, you're just a boy. Does my boy want to be a man?" He gently slapped my face. I nodded.

"Okay. If you want this off," he fondled my cage and it hurt a little. This thing did not allow for a lot of movement. "... you have to give me something else."

"No! Fuck you. Take it off now." His expression turned to anger. He slapped me hard across the face. Then he slapped me again and I dropped down on one knee. My martini head was spinning. He knew how to hit a man. Or a boy. He unzipped his fly and took out his cock and stroked it hard.

"Open your mouth, sweet boy. You know you want my cock." I did. I wanted it. I was cock hungry. He pushed it in my mouth and I sucked it hard. "Yes. That's it. You want a man's cum in your belly right?" I nodded and stroked his thick cock. "Yes, Sir." He grabbed my head and jackhammered my face, slamming his cock against the back of my throat. Then he withdrew without depositing his delicious seed. "Get up and stand on this cart." He took the bag off to make room for me. Now he got me worked up and desperate. I would do anything for him in the hopes that he would give me his seed.

I didn't move at first. I stayed on my knees with my mouth open. I wanted to taste his cock again. It distracted me from my cage. "If you want this cage off, stand up on this cart, NOW!" I wanted his cock but I wanted this cage off more. I stood up, and while I could easily overpower this man, I did what I was told.

I stood on the cart and he fished around in the bag and took out four sets of handcuffs. "Spread you legs. Put each foot next to the bars." He cuffed my ankles to the frame then stood up, but he felt up my calves and thighs on the way. For the first time he gave my cock some attention. He licked it through the cage and I swelled up. "My poor boy. You want this off so badly I can taste it. He sniffed and licked my torso and stood up on the cart with me. Looking up into my eyes he said, "Tonight is the night I free you. You're almost there, my boy." Then he kissed me. Why did I crave this man's love?

"Arms up! Grip the frame." He cuffed my wrists to the frame above my head. Was I exchanging one restraint for another? He sniffed and licked my armpits. "Mmm, I love the scent of a desperate man. Your hair is coming back. You're beginning to look like a man again." He kissed me hard. He hugged me and caressed me lovingly. He felt so good. "You're so fit and muscular. You will be such an impressive man... when you grow up."

My cock was straining. He released me, and stepped down. "But I'm not done playing with you yet. He punched me in the stomach. It caught me off guard and knocked the wind out of me. "You want freedom, it comes at a price." While I caught my breath he took a small key out of his pocked, reached under my balls and opened my lock. The ring around my balls opened and he freed my cock and balls from the cage.

For the first time in a week, my balls hung naturally and my cock grew to its full length.

"There we go. Look who's becoming a man now with a little taste of freedom." He cupped and fondled my nut sack. "Wow, so heavy, so impressive." He gently stroked my shaft and my cock leaked precum.

Master stood up and opened his shirt. His cock was back in his trousers unfortunately. He stood up on the cart again and embraced me and kissed me. This time i pushed my tongue in his mouth instead if vice versa. We kissed passionately and my cock, which was ignored for nearly a week now, was now fully engorged.

"My, my, MY!" He stepped back. My full 8 to 9 inches stood firmly at a 45 degree angle from my torso. "The man is back!" He bent over and gently touched my swollen shaft and covered it in light kisses, but never opened his mouth. I leaked more precum. I wanted, needed, to be inside something that was warm and wet. He hooked an arm around my neck and kissed me again. Then there was a knock at the door.

"Room service."

Master looked at his watch and looked confused. "My guests are early?"

Guests? He wheeled the cart around so I faced the door and I would be fully exposed when it opened. Then he went and opened the door, Rafael was there with my second pitcher of martinis. His eyes lit up when he saw me. "Ah, Rafael! This is a surprise! Come in." He entered the room and set down the tray on the desk.

"Hey, Peter." I guess my master's name was Peter. "Uhm, is this a new playmate? I kind of wondered when I saw his cage before" Oh fuck, was this was a regular thing here?

"Yes, my friend. Did he expose himself to you? When?"

"He did, just about an hour ago. Poor guy. I was going to offer to suck his dick but then he showed me the cage."

"Well, look at him now. He's free." Master gently slapped my hard cock twice and both times it sprang back into its erect position. "Do you want to suck it now?"

Rafael nodded, approached me and got down on knee. He stroked me gently with his hand and then took me in his mouth. His warm wet oral cavity and tongue were Nirvana. He had a way of sucking and licking simultaneously that made my eyes roll back and my toes dig into the carpeted platform of luggage cart. His hands gripped my buttocks while he worked on my cock with his mouth. He knew what he was doing and I felt so free, so manly.

My heart rate was increasing and my breath turned to gasps. I felt my balls tighten. Then I heard Master say, "That's enough!" and Rafael disengaged. In an instant that all went away. "We're going to play with this man all night. He wants to cum so badly, but he's going to have to earn it."

"Fuck you! I earned it. I was caged all week! Fuck you!" I was spitting mad now and thrashing at my restraints. "Let me go. NOW!"

"Oh my boy, you might look more like a man today than you did on Monday, but you still don't get it. I control your pleasure."

"FUCK YOU!" I screamed and thrashed. He tapped Rafael on the shoulder and he put his mouth on my cock again. Damn he was good. Again he got me so close and then disengaged before I could release. After, he stood up and said he had to get back to work. On the way out he kissed master, long and deep. What was actually going on in this hotel?

"Come back later, Raf, and bring Manny. We're just getting started." They both looked at me and I practically wept. I realized the sweet relief I was seeking was not going to come easily.

Raf left and Master undressed completely in front of me. He reached in his bag and pulled out a short silk robe. He put it on but left the front open. He looked sexy. He was teasing me. He took silky belt of his robe and tied it around my shaft, then pulled both ends, squeezing blood into my cockhead. He put his lips to it and kissed it gently. It felt good but he was teasing me. He opened his mouth and put it around my cock but never closed his lips. I could feel the warmth and sense the wetness, but that was all, sadly.

There was a knock at the door and he closed his lips on my shaft and gave a good suck, then withdrew. "Ahh my guests have arrived!" He took the belt off my cock, loosely tied it around his waist.

He opened the door and in walked Tony from night 2, and two other men with similar large proportions. They all towered over Master, just as I did, yet each of them seemed to give deference to him. Each one said hello and kissed him passionately on the mouth.

"Welcome my friends. Let me introduce you to my toy." He gestured to my restrained naked body. "This poor boy wants to become a man again. And as you can see," he gently stroked my shaft, "he is ready. We're going to teach him that orgasms are earned... only by MEN!"

The men were ogling me and talking to each other excitedly as they undressed. I was enjoying the show as more blood pumped into my engorged cock.

"Oh he's a hot one."

"Poor thing. That cock looks like it hurts."

"It does!" I barked. "Please, I need to cum!" They ignored me. I thrusted my hips forward and cried out.

"Oh I know!" Tony said. "After the fucking we gave you the other night, you must be ready to burst." He stroked my cock. "Nice cock though. Sorry we couldn't play with that the other night."

"You had him already?" The other man asked. He was now completely naked and fondling his own genitalia.

"Yes." Master replied. "Tony and I tore his ass open the other night. He took us both like a pro, the little whore fuck." He and Tony embraced and kissed. Master placed a firm hand in his shoulder and guided him downward. Tony dropped to his knees and sucked Master's cock.

The other two men dropped to their knees on either side of my cock and began orally stimulating my shaft, with only the briefest touches on my fully engorged head. "You know the drill, guys. Let's make him earn the sweet relief."

I could feel the sensations building. I kept moving my hips, trying to force them to give attention to my cockhead because I knew that would push me over the edge I would be able to drain my aching balls. They were able to adjust where they were licking to stay away from my head. At times they each took a testicle in their mouth and sucked hard. Then, from there they slowly worked their way back up my shaft, gave me long, pressured licks on my frenulum, then danced their tongues over my corona, and then they locked lips with each other over my glans, stimulating the top and the bottom at the same time. I was close. My respirations increased. I was gasping. I was going to blow! My eyes rolled back into my head as I prepared to shoot my cum. Then they stopped before I crossed the line.

"Aww, poor baby. He thought this was the end." One man said to other, who laughed in response. Then, they continued making out. Their mouths were two inches from my pulsating glans. I tried thrusting forward but they kept just out of reach.

Tony was on his knees still sucking Master's cock. Then Master gently slapped the side of his head and Tony released. Master's cock was fully engorged and glistening with saliva. He stood before me and said, "You like what you see?" He stroked his cock seductively. I could hear the saliva lubing his cock. "You feel like a man yet?" I looked at him with hunger in my eyes.

"Are you ready to cum?" He asked as he leaned forward and put his fleshy lips to my cock head. He just kissed the tip so gently. He was teasing me still and it was working. "My poor sweet boy. You're so hard." He ever so gently stroked my aching manhood. Just enough for me to feel but not enough to create friction.

"Please. Please let me cum. I'm begging you."

"Oh. My boy. You will. I promise you will sleep tonight drained, satisfied, and feeling like a man. Just not yet." He slapped my hard cock down. It startled me, but it bounced right back up. "Okay, Joey. Go eat his ass. Michael you take care of Tony, right here in front of my boy. I don't want him to miss a thing."

Michael got to his knees and Tony fed him his beautiful cock. It was like watching a live action porno. I felt Joey part my ass cheeks and begin licking my ass. He had a firm tongue that was teasing my hole. He knew what he was doing because I could feel his licks up and down my spine.

Master reached in his bag and pulled out a theragun with a big rubber foam ball on the end. I heard the low hum begin and then increase as he ramped it up. He lightly touched my highly sensitive and fully engorged glans and my whole cock vibrated. It was shocking at first. I pulled back and pushed against Joey's tongue. It slipped fully up my ass. Master moved the ball up and down my shaft. The sensation took my breath away. I started to thrust against it. It was hard to take my eyes off of Tony skull fucking Michael, but they started to roll back into my head.

My chest was heaving and I was making unfamiliar noises of ecstasy. I cried out, then Master snapped his fingers and everything stopped. My nerve endings that were stimulated to the brink of orgasm began to settle, I exhaled hard and my deflated body hung from my restraints.

"Oh my poor boy. Not yet!"

"Please. Please let me cum. I need to cum. Please." I could feel the pressure of the cum building up against the damn. All I needed was a crack.

Master stepped up on platform and hooked one arm around my neck, pulling my face to his. "You're sounding more like a man every minute." He kissed me hard. His tongue probed my mouth and then he sucked my tongue into his mouth. I felt his hard cock poke my inner thigh. He reached down and gripped our cocks together and stroked us both.

My cock was substantially larger than his. This was an odd relationship. How did I let this man who is smaller in every respect control and dominate me. I was taller, more muscular, and I had a bigger dick. I should be dominating him but I was too much of a pussy. Thats why I liked wearing those lacy white panties. Master saw me in them and he just knew I was a pussy.

Master reached into his bag again, pulled out a bottle of baby oil and squirted it on my throbbing cock. When I was completely saturated, rock hard and glistening, he began to stroke me. He also put the ball if the theragun directly on my perineum. My oily flesh made a squishing sound against his hand. He squeezed me hard, forcing more blood into my already fully engorged glans. He picked up the pace and stroked me faster, paying special attention to my frenulum and head.

This sensation, paired with the vibrations on my taint and Michael expertly eating my ass was nearly too much to bear. I was not breathing but occasionally gasping for air. He got me close quickly, then he lightened the pressure with every stroke. There was not enough friction to continue stimulating the bundle of nerve endings in my ultra sensitive cock head.

Frustrated, I began to forcefully thrust my aching manhood against his hand, but it was no use. His fingers were barely touching me. Visually he appeared to be stroking me, but in reality he was barely touching me. This was torture!

"Come on!" I screamed and thrashed around in frustration. I flexed all my muscles trying to induce and orgasm from the inside but it was no use. I collapsed in a heap, strung up like a piece of grade A beef. Sweat dripped down my back and chest. I looked around and three men were watching me, pleasuring themselves.

Master handed the oil bottle to Tony and said, "Here my man. Take this and make our boy feel better the way you know how to do so well."

Tony took the oil and went behind me. I felt him squirt it a lot on my shoulder blades and it ran quickly down my back. "I got you, son. Don't worry. Just hang there and enjoy it." It was funny that he called me son, since I probably had 10 years on him. I guess he wasn't referring to my age.

Tony put his big hands on my shoulder blades and began to rub. The man knew what he was doing. He worked his way down my back but took his time. The other two men were on their knees servicing Master right in my line of sight. My breathing calmed and I relaxed by the time Tony's oily hands reached my ass. He kneaded my glutes one at a time and then his thick fingers teased my crack and hole. God that felt so good.

He entered me and I accepted him with ease but I definitely held my breath as his warm, oily finger probed my cavity. My eyes rolled back into my head when a second finger joined the first. I looked down and my cock was purple and rock hard. It was throbbing with the beat of my heart.

The live action porn movie happening in front of me made me ache. Master got another bottle of baby oil from his bag and squeezed over each of the men who were sucking his cock. The rubbed the oil over themselves and each other, paying careful attention to large, cut cocks between their legs. The men began to wrestle and slap their naked bodies together.

Master came over to me and started slowly jerking me off. His pace matched Tony's slow finger fucking my hole. It was a surreal experience to be so close to orgasm yet not quite there. The guys in front of me were grasping and groping each other, then periodically frotting. Their oily bodies were slapping and sliding against each other. I was nearly in a transe.

Master stepped up on the platform with me and put his left arm around my neck. He put his lips to my ear and his right hand continued to stroke me. He whispered, "Yes, my boy. You like the way this feels, don't you? Your cock is so hard." Then he traced my ear with his tongue. It sent shivers up and down my spine and I felt a tingling in my balls.

I barely noticed the finger probing subsided. I heard Tony squirt some more oil from behind me, then he stepped up onto the platform. He put his hands under my sweaty arm pits and gripped my shoulders for stability. Then I felt his warm, fleshy, oily cockhead press into my open hole. As it passed through my ass lips that strained to accept him, it took my breath away.

As Tony's cock slid all the way in, Master's grip tightened and his pace quickened. Every so often his meaty hand would circle my balls. I thought he was just teasing me again, but he wasn't. This time he was going to let me go. I could feel it. I turned my face toward his and we kissed. He stroked me harder and faster. Tony's muscular torso was pressed against my back as he pounded my ass from behind.

I started panting heavily. The sensations were too intense. I cried out through the pants and threw my head back. "Yes, yes, yes!" Tony's growls got more intense with every pump as he matched my mounting intensity. He grunted hard and I felt his warm seed fill my ass. My balls tightened I cried out again. I watched the oily wrestlers at my feet slide and grind their muscular bodies against each other.

The experience was all so intense. I gasped for every breath. My body was truly writhing. "Oh my God, I am gonna cum!" And I did, finally. Thick ropes of milky man juice shot from my cock onto the wrestlers. There was so much cum it actually made a splashing sound when it hit them. Master kept stroking me and aimed it toward them. Eight, nine, ten blasts until I finally started to come down from my heights of ecstasy.

"There!" Master said in a sultry voice. "My boy is becoming a man again." I smiled. Tony was licking his load from ass. My cock was entering that post orgasm sensitivity stage, but Master was not slowing down his pace. He was still stroking my cock, hard and fast and giving special attention to my ultra sensitive glans. I squirmed attempting to get away from his hand but it was no use. "Come on. You wanted this so badly, give me another one."

"Oh fuck you!" I thrashed to get away from him but it was no use. He gripped me tightly. "Oh please, stop! It hurts."

"Don't be such a pussy." He continued stroking me. Tony came around the front of me, dropped to his knees and sucked my cock with a mouthful of his own jizz. The wrestlers stood up and licked my cum off of each other and then the bigger one oiled up his cock. He assumed the same position Tony was in and pushed his oily cock inside me.

Tony was furiously sucking my cock. The other wrestler went to work on Master's cock. I came down some and his mouth started to feel good again. The man from behind held on to my hips and was leaning back as he slammed against my meaty ass.

The intensity started to build again and I could feel another orgasm beginning deep inside my ass traveled across my balls to my cock head, then back. "I gonna cum again!" I called out between my panting. I held my breath as my balls tightened and then released in Tony's mouth. I let out an intense grunt as my balls strained to pump my seed. Tony made an "mmmm" noise as he continued sucking every drop.

He released my cock and stood up on the platform and kissed me with my cum still in his mouth. Some of it dripped from the corner of my mouth as our cum covered tongues danced with each other.

"Look at my big boy enjoying his manliness," Master said as he pulled his cock out of the other man's mouth. He came to me, stepped up on the platform with me and Tony, embraced us and the three of us made out together. Each of us got a taste of my cum.

Meanwhile, Michael started to grunt as he pounded my ass. He released his seed inside me and withdrew. His cum dripped down my hamstrings.

Master dropped to his knees and started sucking my cock. I pulled back and cried out, "No! Come on! It's too sensitive. It hurts!" Master gripped my ass and held me still. He looked up at me with my glans in his mouth. His tongue danced all over my head. It was excruciating and it took my breath away. For the next minute I was wincing in pain and gasping for air.

Master released my cockhead and stroked my shaft. "Stop crying like a bitch and behave like a man. You were begging for this an hour ago." Then he put his mouth on me again and sucked. My cock never had a chance to get soft and now it was aching like a strained muscle. My nerve endings desensitized and I could tolerate him sucking my dick, but it wasn't feeling good.

There was a knock at the door. "Room service."

Everyone laughed and Master said, "Come in." I heard the mechanical lock release and the door pushed open. It was Rafael and a big man I had not met before.

They both came over and greeted Master. "Ahh Raf, just in time. We're getting tired. Nice to see you, Manny." They all exchanged small talk. For a few minutes it was as if there wasn't a restrained naked man in the room who was being tortured.

"Why don't you men get undressed and have some fun. My boy is becoming a man. He already has two loads in his ass and we drained two loads from his balls. I think he's got more in him. What do you think? Hah? He looked up at me.

"I don't know, Sir. Things are starting to ache." I looked down at my cock that was swollen too long. It was read and still hard, but tired looking.

Michael and Joey covered Manny and Rafael in baby oil so everything was slick. The four of them were circle jerking. Tony was sucking Master's cock and finally they were leaving me alone. I was exhausted.

Then, Master withdrew from Tony and went behind me. He stood up on the platform and pushed his cock in my used asshole. I winced in pain while he pumped away. The regular stimulation of my prostate engorged my tired cock again. Master was stroking me as he pumped and then commanded Tony to take over.

Tony approached me with the theragun and vibrated my cockhead. I could feel the internal intensity start to build. Master was slamming my ass hard and then he pushed in deep. He released his seed and pulled up. "Joey, clean me up."

Joey left the circle jerk and hungrily suck master's cock. Then, Joey stood up on the platform and pushed his oily cock inside me. He started to pound my ass and it wasn't long before his baby butter mixed with Master's and dripped from my hole. Tony was still vibrating my very hard and aching cock.

Next, Rafael got in front of me and said, "I want two loads from this man," and sucked my dick. Master laughed.

"Go for it, Raf. He needs it." And Raf, went for it. First slow and sensual, then fast and determined. He got me there. My aching balls tightened and somehow I came again. It had to be very little, but Raf moaned and swallowed like he was drowning. He was jerking off and came in his own hand while he continued sucking my dick. Then he stroked his own cum on my cock and continued sucking me. It hurt but not so bad now. He gripped my shaft tightly, pushing blood into my sensitive glans. His pace was fast for a good ten minutes, but he did it. He got one more load from me.

I was totally spent. I had cum four times in the two hours I was strung up on this cart. The only man who hadn't cum was Manny. He made his way behind me. He was so big I was actually scared. I felt him push his oily veiny cock inside me and I cried out like I was a virgin. He didn't care. He gripped my shoulders and pushed into me, deep.

The other men, Master, Tony, Michael, Joey, and Rafael stood in front of me with their arms around each other as they jerked their cocks. One by one they each shot a load on my cock as Manny wrecked my asshole. When all five loads coated my semi hard cock, they all took turns sucking me. As Manny pounded me faster, I cried out, and when he shot his load deep inside me, I shot my fifth and final load with the help of Joey's mouth. I was done.

Master undid my handcuffs and the other men helped me down. All six of us collapsed on the floor in a heap. The men were loving to me and each other as we were intertwined while I drifted off to sleep.

I woke about 6 in the morning. Still lying on the floor face down. The men and the luggage cart were gone. I could smell the cum from the carpet. I got myself up, sore but satisfied. I looked in the mirror, and I looked like my old self again, as if nothing had happened.