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[4/25/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] *Garrett arrives in Boston, and Dodger picks him up from the hospital. Later they discuss CBT.
[5/26/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] Coyote contacts Garrett, warns him about Dodger, and offers a few resources if he needs an escape.
[5/28/21 - DAY 2 (4/26)] Garrett and Dodger argue about Dodger refusing to defuse his door bombs. Later, Dodger tries bottoming and Garrett gets a chastity device.
[6/22/21 - DAY 3 (4/27)] Garrett earns his way out of the cock cage with knifeplay. Dodger leaves afterward and comes back bruised and bloody.
- Dodger carves a protection rune into Garrett's chest.
- Dodger bottoms again, featuring post-orgasm torture.
[7/16/21 - DAY 4 (4/28)] *Garrett wakes Dodger up with sex. Dodger is a big bossy brat and proceeds to prematurely ejaculate.
- Dodger tries to answer his phone mid-sex.
- They argue about adopting out the dogs.
- Dodger introduces the demon fleshlight. It spirals into violent, bloody sex.
- They have an after-sex feelings jam, and softer aftercare sex.
[8/3/21 - DAY 17 (5/11)] Garrett blindfolds Dodger and tops him to handle the frustration of being caged.
- Dodger starts up a struggle for dominance halfway through, and wins.
- Afterward, Dodger teases Garrett briefly before they have sex in the shower.
- Garrett safe-words during sex, and they pivot to softer (?) sex in bed, before Dodger locks Garrett in the closet overnight.
[8/4/21 - DAY 15? (5/9)] Garrett meets Marina, and introduces her to Max.
[8/19/21 - DAY 18 (5/12)] Dodger wakes Garrett up with gender-swapped sex, although he really overshot the 'kink' factor of the closet.
- They talk briefly about Garrett's new apartment, and Dodger changes the subject by inviting him on a coffee date.
- Garrett gets restless, and Dodger takes him on an impromptu trip into rural Mass. On the way Garrett heals Dodger's wrist scars.
- Dodger screws Garrett against the hood of a rental car he stole at gunpoint.
[9/2/21 - DAY 20 (5/14)] Garrett and Coyote talk about job-hunting, and Coyote updates him on Marina and Max.
[9/14/21 - DAY 21 (5/15)] Dodger pushes Garrett into gender-swapping, so he can take her out to dinner and be lovey in public.
- Dodger starts fingering Garrett under the table during dinner, and slips in a little of his feeder kink.
- They screw in the car on the way home, and keep going at home. Dodger tries out tail-fucking Garrett.
[10/6/21 - DAY 29 (5/23)] Garrett sees texts from Jason on Dodger's phone, and they argue after both taking truth serum.
- They discuss Garrett's suicide, and Dodger shares his fears about it. They also talk about therapy for Dodger.
- They argue about Dodger's drive to keep Garrett locked away for his own safety. Garrett leaves to move into his new apartment.
- Garrett texts Coyote the next morning to talk about possibly working for Dana's group.
[10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] Garrett meets Dana, they briefly discuss his new job and then go off to spar together.
[10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] *Garrett and Dodger sext to smooth over the rough night before.
- Dodger agrees for Garrett to meet his friends, and talks a bit about them and his role at Atlas.
- Garrett doms Dodger, until Dodger uses his safeword.
- They discuss the sex contract again, and get worked up enough to go back to screwing.
[11/12/21 - DAY 57 (6/20)] Dodger takes Garrett on a plane ride to meet Augustine in New York.
[AUGUSTINE - 1/17/22 - DAY 57 (6/20)] *Dodger and Garrett meet up with Augustine, who feels Garrett up before dismissing her for their business meeting.
- Afterward, Augustine catches them being cute at the hotel bar.
- They meet up with Scotty and Jazzlyn at a fancy Chinese restaurant.
- Dodger has to step out after Scotty and Jazzlyn leave, leaving Garrett alone with Augustine.
- They go back to their hotel room, and have make-up sex with a vibrator involved.
- Garrett heals Dodger's back scars, and they talk about his tattoos. Garrett marks his territory.
[2/1/22 - DAY 58 (6/21)] Dodger and Garrett head home from New York, screw on a plane and then again at home.
[PALO - 2/11/22 - DAY 75-76 (7/8-7/9)] Dodger finally introduces Garrett to his friends, so they can do coke and play Poker.
- Palo corners Garrett to be territorial over Dodger.
- Dodger and friends start betting on who gets to use Garrett's mouth. Palo nearly kills Garrett, twice.
- The next morning, Dodger does his best to make up for the night before, with romance and foreplay.
- Dodger almost immediately ruins it by going fully overboard with 'kink'.
- Garrett gets his revenge by topping Dodger, and afterward they argue about Dodger not being able to admit he fucked up.
[BREAK-UP - 3/24/22 - DAY 83 (7/16)] Dodger takes Garrett out to eat, but gets interrupted by a run-in with Dana.
[3/29/22 - DAY 80 (7/13)] Dodger and Garrett get into an argument over text, after which Dodger gets drunk and rapes him.

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The only thing saving Dodger from a kick is that he's straddling Garrett's thighs. The shock of ice cold to the sensitive glans is so sharp and sudden that he lets out a loud curse and thrashes, reflexively punching Dodger right in the face.

Or trying, at least, weak and still tipsy as he is.

The punch lands, at least, but it feels a little like punching a brick wall. Dodger still shifts his head a bit, but only moves to knock Garrett's arm back with a swift backhand before pressing the pack back, this time against the side of his cock.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to piss me off? Do you want to get hurt?"

Garrett takes the hit and falls back with a sharp ah! hissed out through wicked fangs. His hands curl in the sheets and pull hard as he fights to calm his jumpy reflexes.

"Fuck fuck fuck that's- Maker's fucking cock, that."

Breathe. He has to breathe. Hissing as he inhales and exhaling low, almost tortured sounds. It's so cold that he thinks he might actually die, and it takes some real effort to remind himself that this is for a good reason.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to."

"Shhh... Breathe. It'll all be over soon."

Dodger licks his lips slowly, moving the pack to a different spot. His free hand lets go of Garrett's cock, instead moving to pin his chest down while he works. Honestly, he's enjoying this just a little too much.

"Keep watching me. Count your breaths, one to ten."

Edited 2021-06-18 22:01 (UTC)

Garrett lets out a sigh off something almost like relief at being pinned down. At least this way he can't fight back. It'll be so much easier to tell himself to relax and let it happen.

"One," he begins, eyes obediently trained on Dodger. It helps him concentrate, though he doesn't try to relax. Instead he goes very tense, flexing the muscles in his thighs while counting to try to encourage his cock to go soft. "Two. Hnn. Three, Four..."

Despite the physical stress, the sensation of blood forcibly retreating from his dick is a very strange one. Part of him wishes that he'd had access to this when he was a teenager- but then again, he can't imagine being able to do this to himself for any length of time. Maybe through fabric it would be better, but the ice pack against his bare skin has him squirming with discomfort under Dodger's hands.

"Fi-five. Six." Fuck fuck fuck he throws his head back with a harsh hiss. "It hurts."

"Then get soft faster." Dodger grumbles, although there isn't any heat behind it.

He moves the pack again, but Garrett's cock is already retreating. So he lifts it, cocking his head as he watches it. Fuck, if he didn't know how massive it could get he'd think nothing had changed.

"There we go... see, not that tough." It takes him a second to figure out exactly how the cage opens, and he's uncharacteristically careful locking it into place. He might like torturing Garrett, but he's still not entirely comfortable with injuring the man's cock. "How's that feel?"

Garrett stays still and reminds himself not to react to Dodger handling his cock. It's hard to quell a reaction when the curved metal sound slides into his soft cock, when the cage goes around him. Shrunken from the cold, he can't feel the cage's spikes quite yet, but he knows it's inevitable- though not nearly as foreboding as the lock clicking. It feels so much louder than it is.

"Cold," he answers. He's still breathless from it as he looks down at the strange sight of his own cock locked in a metal cage. Strange but familiar. "Agreeing to this cage willingly is... weird."

His eyes sharpen a bit at that wording. It doesn't take much thought to understand it, and something protective sparks up inside of him.

"At least it'll be a bit before you feel those spikes." He pushes the ice pack off the bed, and leans down to lay on Garrett, and press a soft kiss against his lips. "As long as you can keep yourself chaste."

His cock is rock hard, jabbing into Garrett's thigh as Dodger lays there.

Garrett kisses back just as softly, unable to repress the shiver that runs up his spine. Between all this skin-to-skin contact and Dodger's cock digging into his thigh, he somehow thinks he'll be feeling the spikes pretty soon.

"I don't know," he murmurs, once more reaching up to wind his arms around Dodger's neck. It takes real effort to raise his weakened arms, but he manages. "Given that chaste means "not having sex," I doubt there's much of that in my future."

Dodger laughs softly into their kiss, a rarely warm sound. Even with how sexually charged the air is, he's indulging in a bit of gentle affection before he keeps going.

"Smartass." Another kiss, and he leans back up to give Garrett some room. "Roll over."

"Sure." Garrett moves to obey, giving Dodger a sassy look. "Smartass, dumbass- you have a fixation, you know."

Once on his stomach, he spreads his legs for Dodger, heart racing with excitement. Since his week in the cage was with a woman, Garrett has no idea what this is going to feel like, or how torturous it will be. His cock is already recovering from the cold, coming back to its full flaccid size- and he can feel the dull spikes at the base gently pressing against his skin. Already. This is going to be torture.

"Are you going to put the key somewhere safe? After this, I have a feeling you won't be able to trust me with access to it."

"It is your best feature." He purrs, squeezing it and pulling Garrett's cheeks apart as he settles back down. Their bottle of lube is still somewhere on the bed and Dodger feels around for it, finally wetting his fingers and pressing them softly against Garrett's hole.

"Trust me, I'll make sure it's off-limits." Although for the moment it's just being placed on the nightstand.

Garrett preens a little and arches his back slightly, fully aware of just how nice his ass actually is. However, that confidence shakes a tiny bit at the press of Dodger's fingers. It feels good, and he's already dreading how this is going to feel.

"Good." A shiver runs up his spine. "I don't want to have the choice."

Bold talk for someone who was demanding freedom three hours ago, and thinking about safewords one hour ago.

It isn't lost on Dodger how Garrett's will to escape seems to depend on which head he's using. More than anything it's filed away as a weapon, the knowledge that his own charms are enough to control him and keep him close.

As if there was really any question.

"You're such a slut." He laughs. "I love you."

He presses a finger in properly, working steadily to let Garrett adjust to it.

Garrett's only response is a long, thin sound he exhales shakily as Dodger's finger pushes inside him. His first instinct is to try to ignore how good it feels, if only out of self-preservation.

Just breathe. Breathe through it. Try not to get hard. Not that you'll be able to, a voice in his head whispers. He doesn't want the pain he knows is coming, so when he starts to feel the dull press of metal around the root of his cock, he slows his breathing, trying to will it away.

"Good boy..." Dodger sighs, working him open and trying to fit in a second finger as quickly as he can. "Try to stay soft.. might get hard once I'm slamming my thick cock into your ass."

There's a laugh sprinkled into his words, entertained by how eager Garrett is to be used like this.

Garrett lets out another shaking breath as Dodger gets another finger inside him, hurting a little from being too fast and too sudden. The slight pain actually helps him control himself, but he can still feel his cock trying to react, thickening just enough for the dull spikes around the base to start biting into him.

"It's already..." Not hard. Not hard. But it's already starting to hurt a little, and he dreads the moment that the tip of his cock finally reaches the cruel little spikes at the end. "Difficult. Nnnn. This isn't... fair. I went months without cock, and then only got fucked once before getting my cock put in a cage."

Edited 2021-06-19 06:31 (UTC)

"What, are you backing out now? I'm just getting started."

He presses his fingers in deep, suddenly, searching for his prostate and brushing it slowly and purposefully when he finds it.

"Don't worry, you'll get as much cock as you can take. Maybe a little more."

Edited 2021-06-19 06:35 (UTC)

"I'm not ba-" Garrett gasps sharply, hands clenching reflexively in the sheets. "-Backing out."

Pleasure ripples through him, too sudden and hot to ignore, and when Dodger growls out a delicious promise he buries his face in the mattress and moans. In spite of all his efforts to stay soft, blood rushes to his cock, trying to swell from the pressure. Try as he might, Garrett can't get away from it, or the aching discomfort of his slowly filling cock straining against the harsh metal constraining him. All he can do is frantically repeat don't get hard, don't get hard, don't get hard, don't get hard in his head and try desperately to think about anything except the promise (threat?) of taking Dodger's cock.

That moan goes straight to Dodger's cock, and it twitches eagerly as he scissors his fingers in Garrett's hole. He's rushing the prep, but at least trying to get three fingers in before he goes further.

"Can you feel it?" Dodger pants, barely containing the sadistic thrill. "Your cock filling up, pressing into those spikes... I know how much you love having it tortured."

The third finger burns a little, and Garrett hisses softly from the conflicting feelings of pleasure and pain. From the glorious work of Dodger's fingers to the contradictory sting of being stretched too quickly to the discomfort of his cock's restraint, he's already struggling with the mental task of staying soft. He knows he doesn't have a choice - he won't be able to get hard - but the little reaction the cage does allow him comes with a brutal punishment.

"Yeah," he keens, willpower buckling as Dodger's voice fills his head. The man is too close, his words too vivid, and Garrett is helpless to fight the way his cock swells just enough to finally feel the spikes. "I feel- I feel it. Oh... fuck. Fuck fuck fuck."

As Dodger works him open, Garrett flinches and chokes softly from the rising pain as his achingly sensitive head starts to press into the spikes. The ones at the base were bad enough, the spikes along the shaft hurt like a motherfucker, but when the cruel points of metal dig into the glans, he actually shudders, burying his face into the mattress to stifle an embarrassing sound of pain.

Garrett is hiding from him, and Dodger's caught between annoyance and excitement at the sight. He rubs his free hand over Garrett's ass, admiring the curve and squeezing it appreciatively.

"Keep talking... I love hearing you talk." His fingers press in a little harder, forcing Garrett open just a little faster than he needs. "Tell me how it feels. I want to hear how much you love it."

Dodger's rough treatment just adds to the pain making him shudder, and he gives Garrett no quarter. Nowhere to hide. Garrett forces himself to turn his head to the side just enough to speak, though he's trying so hard to focus on not reacting.

"It hurts," he forces out through gritted teeth. It's far from the most painful thing he's ever done, but it's been so long since he's done anything intense or pain-focused that it's a complete shock to his system. "The spike ring at the base, it- it wasn't as bad, but the ones at the end- shit you don't even understand, fucking weird American cocks you don't even- know- how sensitive it is."

That last bit gets a laugh out of Dodger, rough but still full of affection. He leans down to press a kiss to Garrett's shoulder, grinning lazily down at him.

"Oh, I know. You're not my first uncut cock." He pulls his fingers out, pushing Garrett's cheeks apart to admire the stretched hole before his gaze shifts back to the man's face. "Think you can take me, or do you need more?"

Despite all previous evidence, it's a genuine question.

Garrett takes a few deep breaths, once again trying to get ahold of himself. Being empty again is easier, since there's no direct stimulation to drive him mad, and he can already feel his cock trying to soften. The spikes make for an amazing deterrent.

"Does it matter?" His head is spinning with weird submissive thoughts about being used and his cock being useless. "I can't cum or get hard anyway."

So would a little pain really change anything?

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