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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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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?

"Fair point." He quips, stroking his cock idly before wetting it with lube, and pressing the head into Garrett's ass.

Dodger goes out of his way to press Garrett into the bed as he enters him, pumping into him slowly and forcefully. He wants Garrett to feel it in the cage, to force him up against the spikes.

Being pushed down hurts enough - hard pressure against the cage somehow pushing his cock against the spikes until he thinks he might bleed from it. But when Dodger's thick cock breaches his ass, Garrett yelps into the mattress, shuddering under a wave of pleasure and burning pain. Apparently the prep wasn't enough, not nearly enough. That slow, forceful thrust has the dual effect of sending a pulse of pleasure up his spine and driving a low, burning ache deeper and deeper inside him.

"Shit," he murmurs softly, not making any attempt to get away or even struggle.

Edited 2021-06-20 06:55 (UTC)

Garrett isn't even struggling. Of course he isn't surprised, the man's always been a masochist. It seems that he always finds a way to one-up himself in that regard. He pushes himself in further, putting a hand between Garrett's shoulder blades to keep him pressed into the mattress.

"Keep talking." He murmurs again, accenting it with another slow thrust. "How does my cock feel?"

Garrett lets out another shaking moan, a low tortured sound that could be pleasure or pain, fangs digging into his lower lip.

"Too big," he breathes, fingers clenching in the sheets. Another gasp, another breath to calm himself from the hurt driving deeper inside him. "I think we- went too fast, it's... too much."

It's his way of asking to stop and try more foreplay first- or letting him draw some blood so he can cast healing magic.

Dodger's fingers dig into Garrett's back, his other hand pulling Garrett's hips up to give himself a better angle.

"That's good." He purrs softly, "That's how you like it, isn't it?"

His next thrust pushes his cock all the way in, groaning with pleasure at the feeling of Garrett's tight body around him. He shifts his hips a bit, fucking Garrett with slow and shallow thrusts just to let him adjust a bit more.

It isn't really a surprise when Dodger response not by granting mercy but by holding him down and fucking him deeper. Part of Garrett is a little taken aback, given the man's tendency to remind Garrett of his limits when it comes to his own tendency to passively accept the pain, but he supposes that rare gentility had to come to an end some time. And now Dodger is getting what he wants: it hurts.

Dodger thrusts in deep, burying his cock to the hilt, driving home both pain and a contradictory pleasure from relentless pressure to his prostate. It pushes a low cry of pain from his wounded throat that trails off into helpless keening as Dodger switches to slow, shallow strokes. As if letting him get used to it. Does Dodger think this feels good?

"Not... not..." He cuts himself off on the next thrust, trying hard to swallow a pained sound that wants to bubble up. "It hurts."

The one silver lining is that at least his cock isn't straining the cage any more. There might be pleasure underlying the pain, but it's too confused for his cock to be reacting like that.

It feels good for Dodger, and at the moment that's all he particularly cares about. That, and he's curious to see how far he can push Garrett. How far can the man accept the pain and torment before he demands to back out?

He answers Garrett's complaint with another harsh thrust, although his rhythm stays slow afterward. The hand on Garrett's back shifts up to his hair, gripping it near the back of Garrett's head while Dodger leans down to growl in his ear.

"Don't worry, you feel fantastic." A soft groan. "Keep talking."

Garrett cries out sharply at that hard thrust, pain tearing through him like fire. It feels good to have his hair pulled, and he usually falls apart so well for that delicious voice, but all of a sudden the only thing he can remember is being pinned to his bed in the middle of the night, nearly crying as this same cock nearly ripped him apart.

"It hurts," he whines, shuddering under each achingly slow thrust. "It feels like your cock is ripping me in half."

Don't worry, Dodger said, as if his own pleasure is the only thing that matters. In his bones, Garrett knows it isn't just dirty talk. That's exactly how Dodger feels.

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