I had to admit it. I had a slight problem...okay I had a pretty big problem. But now I'm going to address it once and for all. And the solution was right in the UPS man's hands as he approached my front door. I stared at him silently, keeping myself fixed on the small brown package that he held, watching him from the window of my apartment. My mind was swimming in anxiety. Is this it? Will this actually work? Does he even know what I bought? The questions kept coming like a flood, making my fingers twitch nervously. I bit my lip. And despite the deed of me buying it already, I was starting to regret my decision. Maybe this was a bad idea. What if I get caught with it on? I finally shook my head, exorcising my thoughts. I already bought the damn thing. What's done is done. What I need to focus is the moment at hand.
I peeked out the window and saw that the delivery man had already vanished from my line of sight. Several moments later, there was a knock on my door, three loud strikes by the hand. I inhaled, stood up from my couch, and moved towards to door, giving a slow relaxing exhale before I grabbed the door handle. As I opened the door, I saw the delivery man up close. He was a chubby and bearded man with a uniform that looked as if he just came from a buffet before going back to his job. Stains of ketchup and mustard were splattered all over a shirt that barely covered his bloated belly. His hair was a mess, seeping out of his hat. Tucked under his arm was the package which I eyed with both anticipation and trepidation. There was no turning back now. It was taking all I had to hold back the anxiousness. But I suppressed it. The delivery man glanced at his clipboard and then at me, giving me a double take before greeting.
"you uhm...Jared Farris?" He asked.
I nodded, quickly. "Yes. That's me."
A smiled appeared on his face. "I got something for ya." he replied. "It must be real important since you asked for express shipping. Luckily I got here just in time." the comment almost made me jump out of pure embarrassment before I recognized it as a stale joke. I stuttered for a moment before he handed me the clipboard, produced a pen from his back pocket and clicked it for me. "Just sign right at the dotted line and I'll be on my way buddy." I flashed an uneasy smile, taking the pen and placing my signature right where he wanted. Every now and then I gave him a quick glance at the man and the package as I felt his eyes feel my form. Does he know about it? Or is he just messing around? Every second that went by I could feel paranoia creep into my mind, prodding at me. I had to get out of here and fast or else I was going to have one hell of a freak out. I finished up my signature and gave him back the clipboard before he handed me my box. I felt the rough texture of the cardboard in my hand as I stared at it, not letting my eyes wandered. Silently, I examined it. I finally got it. After such a long wait, I finally got it.
"Alright! Now, you have a nice day sir." the delivery man said snapping me back to reality. I smiled back awkwardly as he left and watching him until he exited the building. But the moment he left, I dashed back into my room, slamming the door in my way and expelling my stresses. My back pressed against the wood of the door as I took a deep breath. I couldn't believe it. It finally came and it was now in my hand. And now I had a new challenge right into my hands. Below me my hands are trembling as I slid down my back to sit. My heart was beating heavily, rapidly, shouting at me to opening it up already. I was being torn in half. One part of me wanted me to rip it up and snatch the contents that it held like some kind of kid at Christmas. The other wanted me to throw it out the window and forget I even decided to buy it. But alas, the first voice was screaming louder than the ladder. I dug and pried at the tape and opened it up, reveal what was inside. My mind race, my fingers worked wildly, tearing up everything they could get on to before showing what was inside. And there it was.
In my hands was a small metal chastity device in my hands. Small gaps were all around the cage, with one hole poking at the front end. On the back was a metal ring that was connected to the smooth cock cage that could open and close by a built in hinge. I looked inside the device, feeling in the inside for how much room I had. It looked to be enough for my flaccid member. But there was one little problem. I still a tad bit stiff from this morning.
As I mention before I had a pretty pressing issue; my sex drive. Not to brag but I can be a major freak when it came to sex. And that was my problem. My libido had no off button. Day in and day out, sex was on my mind. And it's gotten to the point that it was starting to be a distraction. It didn't help that I was a bisexual guy with a nearly infinite list of fetishes under his belt. Everything from oral, exhibitionism, feet, you named it. Hell, I even I had sex at my work. Boy that was great. One day, I was feeling rather feeling frisky and it didn't take long to find another good looking stud that shared the same kind feeling. A few minutes later, I was taking my lunch break with a new acquaintance. And a few minute more allowed me to get a salty surprise from him. Boy did that perk up the rest of that day. I was ashamed at first. But deep down, I loved it. I might even do it again.
But that's all going to change now. I needed to keep my desire in check. I needed to tame myself before I start becoming insane addict that could't go one hour without having something shoved his rear to get his rocks off. And above all, I was worried what others would think of my deviancy. It's true that I got around a lot. But I always was cautious about my secret self. I made for certain that my identity was safe, that nothing could trace me to my deeds. So sadly, all my little 'adventures' were only one night stands. But it was best that way. As long as no one knew the real me, I was okay with that.
Now that I got the cage, it was time to don my denial. Grabbing the silver lock that was also in the box, I walked into the bathroom and flicked on the light. I started to undo the zipper of my pants and slipped then off before taking off my shirt. I was on the edge and rattled. As I stripped down to my bare body, second thoughts were tapping on my shoulder. My hesitation was getting worse and my eyes could help but keep themselves locked upon the chastity device, watching it as if it was some kind of wild creature, waiting to strike. I couldn't wait any longer. Just staring at the device was making me shiver all over. So it was time to do the first leap. Taking my naked member I started to push it inside the steel cage. I gasped as it grazed the edges. Sheesh it was cold. You'd figured being put inside a box would keep it warm but it was like someone put it deep in a pile of snow for a while. Inching inside I covered the entire length of my cock with it, opened the back ring to slip my male sack inside, and closed it. Now, it was time for the moment of truth. I grabbed the lock, making sure it was unlocked before feeding the iron hook through the holes in both sides of the opening ring. I took a deep breath as that other half me clawed at me. It was hard. No sex. No masturbating. No pleasure. Nothing. There was going to be no turning back once I put the final lock on. And I knew that. But my fingers still hesitate to sign the waiver. They trembled, wanting to rip the cage off, wanting to indulge one more time, wanting to feel on more orgasm before being denied one more time. Still, it had to be done. I inhaled sharply, bit my lip hard, and snap the lock close.
It was done. My male hood was now in prison, locked away in his unknown sentence, with not a single way of telling when he'll get out. I exhale slowly and placed my hands upon my head. I did. I finally did. Now the next question was how long can I survive without the need, that primal desire. Even now, I could feel my member tap and press against the bars of his cage, unable to break free. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror, examining my naked form. I've always admired my feminine like body, how my slim chest and curved hips gave an aura of androgyny and my skin was soft and smooth. It was a like having some sort of super power. If I wanted I could easily pass as a male or a female with a blink of an eye. I still remember the Halloweens I spent dressing up like Jessica rabbit or sailor Moon, giving all the guys a little show as I walked by. Boy did they get a nasty surprise when they found out the truth. Even now my body hasn't changed much. But now between my legs there's a small piece of metal that housed my cock little a wild animal. I eyed it with shaky legs, still regretting my decision. But it was for the best. I didn't need any more distraction with my work life. I was going to take my self.
Not wasting anymore time, I slipped my pants and shirt on and went after my shoes, getting myself ready. Speaking of work, I had to head there soon or I was going to be late. I hunted down for my belt, weaving it through my pant loops. But each motion I made finding my things, I was reminding me the cold tap of metal, the solid bands of steel that rubbed against my legs as I moved, I was in chastity. After gathering my things, I headed out the door.
This is going to be one hell of a day...
