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I'll share this here, even though it doesn't involve a husband and doesn't fit in to the quiz responses. ""IF"" I had another husband, I would absolutely do this. My sidenote story which I'd incorporate **IF** a husband ever existed again... is something I got in to Summer 2024 but just did again for the first time lsat week. If I'd chat with someone who wasn't local and we'd developed a relationship of some sort, I'd offer to ship them one of the $8.99 jock straps from Amazon. They then pissed, wiped up cum, came in the jock for a week, wore it if they wanted, then put it in a Ziplock bag, and shipped it back to me. Back at home, if I found a particularly piggy talk, I would pitch me wearing it and then would wear it when we hooked up. The tops that loved it loved it, I sure did. Just this week, I sent out one for the first time in 2025. I imagine some imaginary future husband (I don't plan on having another) would be in to this as well, so I'd have a combo of his and the donor jocks as supply. So that's why I thought I'd share.

I envisioned a man with his faced obscured by the sun, his arms crossed, and a cape fluttering in the breeze. A gay superhero

The last encounter I managed to have was with someone rather unattractive by most standards and had a smaller cock, that could not stay hard. None of that mattered because in the end, he fucked me bare and came inside me. It came down to getting bred or not getting bred that day and I obviously took the opportunity to get bred. Since then, I will take what I can get, when I can get it. Prefer ddf and clean, but beyond that, as long as I can manage to comfortably take his cock, I have low standards for the top's appearance.

You can only do what you can do. They're all damn fucking hoT stories.

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Sorry for the delay guys. I've had a bit of a hiatus from the site and wrote some stories on the time away. I hope you like then as much as this story. As for continuing this story, I've kind of lost my flow and it's hard to go back to characters once I've moved on in my head. I'll spend some time trying to get back into this one but I can't promise anything. Hopefully I'll be adding something new to this sorry soon.

A few years ago met a new guy online and went to his place. Was disgusting. Just horded, and no place to sit or even lie! I was going to leave but he asked if I could at least suck him, so i started too. He wasn't that dirty himself (but not that clean either) but I did it. He asked again if he could fuck me bare, and as i was getting into it I let him. And he basically fucked me bare on a pile of garbage. After leaving with a leaking hole, I remember being proud that I went through even being uncomfortable with his living situation, and realizing it is still good to get a load no matter where it is or by who. Good life lesson, load comes first.

Still one of the hottest story here 🥵

Find another regular. Someone who I can hit up and play with on short, 24 hour notice or less. Or conversely, someone I can make plans with well in advance, knowing it’s unlikely either of us will have to cancel. I’ve got a good number of fuckbuds but getting together with them is often tough. Current regulars, I know their schedules so timing is easier. Plus the vibe between us is hot and direct. They love my ass and will make time to fuck it. There are a few other things I want to do this year but this the only real goal.

Author's Note 1: If you've made it this far and have not read the Author's Note, please do. It adds important context to all chapters of this story. Authors Note 2: While writing The Trunk and the Cage, I reached about this point where I started to recognize there was a strong emotional connection forming between myself and both Ethan and Jacob, and to a smaller degree Alex. Within these first five or so hours, there had been small moments where I think we all sensed it. It's not like the Dominants stopped being Dominant, or I stopped being the Submissive - but there were microscopic moments where that connection would show up. None of us discussed this particular emotional part of the experience until after the event was over, but when we did discuss, realized we had all been feeling the same things. As I wrote the remainder of the chapters, I felt that inserting an emotional connection point early on in the shower would start to demonstrate the connection they were feeling, in a way that couldn't be done while describing the event itself. This chapter contains no sex. I hope you, reader, began to sense the emotional connection between Ethan, Jacob, and the Boy, including how they supported each other and found joy in each other's company. The following dialog occurred almost entirely between Ethan and Jason. Jacob was in the room observing. ---------------------------- "Boy, how’re you doing? I'm going to take the gag and blindfold off for just a minute. I want you to stay looking straight ahead. Don’t turn your head in any direction. Do not look around the room or anywhere unless I tell you to. I’m going to ask you questions and you can answer freely." Ethan brought me back to an alert state. "Sir, this is incredible. I’m overwhelmed, but that’s a terrible word because I mean overwhelmed in the very best way. I feel like my senses are heightened, sir. I think something about being blindfolded and not being able to see has made me have extra awareness. When you took the blindfold off in the bathroom, I think I might have been able to move more confidently blindfolded than with my sight restored.” I was getting excited being able to speak openly and show my gratitude for the experience. I took a deep breath trying to organize my thoughts. I didn’t want to waste this opportunity to speak freely. “I like how strong you all are in how you handle me. It’s aggressive, powerful, and firm. I don’t feel like you’re taking it easy on me, you’re challenging me, but you’re not trying to break me. I feel well taken care of sir, and safe.” Jacob was standing just on the periphery of my line of site, and I saw he had a small grin on his face, presumably from the effusive word-vomit phrase I was spewing at him and Ethan. “It's weird not knowing what's happening or what time it is or what comes next or how long this is going to last, but I’m looking forward to it, Sir. Oh! And I have more than gotten used to all the gear, and I actually really like it. I was thinking earlier when we left the shower that I felt like I had my “armor” on. Thank you both for including me, Sirs.” Ethan looked satisfied but didn’t reveal much of an emotional response to what I had said. "Good Boy. I know we talked about limits as well as non-negotiable no-go activities. We're about to start coming up on some of those limits. Both Jacob and I have the same extremely high limits and very few no-go activities. You have high limits, too and few restrictions.” On one hand, the fact that we were all compatible with regard to limits and activities was reassuring we could have fun together, but on the other hand, it meant there really weren’t any guardrails to contain the action that would happen next. Ethan continued. “We all like watersports. We don’t mind fucking around with random anonymous guys. We like toys and gear. You have not and will not use a condom like Jacob, I’m flexible if a bottom or top demands. You want as many of the loads available inside your hole. I think we’re all beginning to understand each other more and more and that will continue. Do you remember your safe word, Boy?" "Yes sir. Dishwasher sir." I briefly tried to glance at the dishwasher, it happened automatically, and Ethan caught it the second it standard to happen. "NO NO BOY!! Eyes right here, like I told you." "Sorry Sir." "So, like I said, we're gonna start pushing some limits, some of them over and over. It's going to be very overstimulating in a lot of ways, and like you said, with the blindfold on, you're probably going to experience things differently than the blindfold were off. I imagine some of these things you’ve one before, but they may feel different this time. That's why the sense and sound can be so important to you. Can you imagine in your head what me, Alex, and Jacob all smell like individually, Boy?" I sat there for a second and thought of it, and honestly, I could smell both Ethan and Jacob in the room, and I could think about Alex and smell him too. It was almost like an image in my brain, but the image made a smell. In my black space I could see in my mind, each of their smells were a different shape and color and when I focused on Ethan’s shape, I could smell him. Sounds crazy, I know. "Sir, I think so. I did notice that you all smelled masculine, clean, and any fragrance you all had was extremely light. All of you smelled very different but I don’t think I would have noticed the difference outside of having the blindfold on and feeling amplified in this experience, Sir.” "Good Boy. Do you remember what my dick felt like inside of your hole? Do you remember what Jacob's felt like inside of your mouth?" "I do, sir. They are different shapes and thicknesses. About the same length, I think, but Jacob's head is slightly larger. Your dick is more round at the shaft and Jacob's is slightly flat top and bottom." "Interesting. Those are very good observations. Tell me some other things you’ve observed." (He asked Jacob to go to the living room and mute the porno.) "Do you recall any interesting sounds that you heard while you have been here, whether it was really quiet like now, or when we had the TV on, or when you were getting fucked?" I thought for a second...I had noticed a lot of sounds, but I hadn’t really thought about any patterns I’d seen. "Sir, when it's quiet, there's a really faint electrical buzz that comes from where the TV is. When I was in Welcome position by the door, there was a "ticking" sound like a clock coming from the dining room, I think. But I don’t remember seeing a block and a dining room would be an odd place to have a clock. I don’t know what the ticking sound is.” “When I was in the cage in the kitchen and you left, I remember two things. There was a really faint "whoosh" sound that happened every so often...every couple of minutes that sounded like it was coming from a pipe under the sink. And the screen door to the back yard was left open, so I could clearly hear the planes that flew overhead. I think that's all, sir. Oh, there's a floorboard that creaks going from the living room to the kitchen, closer to the right side if you're walking in to the kitchen. That's all, sir." "That's fucking awesome, Boy. Keep paying attention to those sounds and anything new you observe, and if you still hear them when it's noisier or if you hear different things. It may be quite a bit noisier here soon." Ethan continued, "Boy, you did good. And now it's time to go back to being my Submissive and my Pet. I just want to say one last thing which is, the reason these things are all important - smell, shape, sound, touch - is because you are going to continue to be blindfolded most of the time. And when you are asked to do certain things, you may need to learn to find your way using your other senses. “You may also need to find me, Jacob, or Alex, and by moving around, you may be able to pick up on our smell if you need help or assistance or water or whatever. Knowing how our dicks feel and soon taste is going to be important because we are not the only three people that are going to be inside of you moving forward." "Cumdumps like you sometimes get a bad name in certain circles, and sometimes you make fun of yourselves for not caring what dick you're getting. 'No dick refused, no loads refused.' It's so fucking hot you're like that, and I am too and so are Jacob and Alex. And this is the least 'helpful' thing to be learned here, but I want you to notice how you may begin to see how different things feel different when they are used to fuck your holes.” "Thank you, sir." He put the blindfold back down over my eyes and the gag back into my mouth and playfully smacked me across the face with one hand while pulling on the chain connecting the nipple clamps with the other. He pulled repeatedly and released, increasing the strength of each pull and my dick got hard fast. He smacked my dick hard and then yanked on my balls - the cock ring and ball stretcher were still on. It had only been about 5 hours (I wasn't sure) of being in this bizarre situation with someone I knew as a friend, and two people I had never met before. In some ways, I was totally vulnerable but strangely, after what had just transpired with these guys, I felt a sense of safety, an established and deepening sense of trust, and I was really excited about what was going to come next. "The Boy is ready for the next step," Ethan said, smacking my dick hard one last time before walking out of the room. “Boy, you know how I just said how all of us like watersports? It’s time to deepen that relationship.”

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