After some delay here is part 3. I didn't quite have as much time to write since it is just a hobby. The slow pace continues and will go on into Part 4. Initially I envisioned what I had planned for the 4th entry to be part of this chapter, but things got a little more drawn out as I wrote them and I had to restructure a lot. Once again, this will mostly be for those with an interest in male chastity so there is very little actual sexual contact. It's about the tease and the mind games. We pick up right where we left off at the end of part 2.
Thanks to anyone who read the previous chapters and found enjoyment in them, and I hope you will like this part as well.
All characters depicted are over 18 years of age and this is a work of fiction.
- Lily
Walking back out of the office and down the hallway was a deeply surreal feeling, and Bryson wondered how he could face the next few months if even these few steps let him be constantly aware of the elaborate piece of equipment hugging his cock tightly and keeping his balls in a firm package. Every step he took reminded him of wearing the device, making it move in a sideways angle and applying gentle stimulation to his cock. It didn't help that a part of him was indeed aroused by the situation, though maybe that was just due to the fact that his penis was targeted, and any 19 year old boy who felt something push up against his cock like the device did would always feel a certain measure of excitement.
He was acutely aware of the glances the two rows of waiting boys and girls gave him, some curious, others downright amused. A few of the girls even whispered to each other as they grinned. He assumed that everyone looking at him was aware of his situation and that made it even more embarrassing.
"Alright, listen," he heard from beside him and when he turned his head and looked at Audrey he saw much of his own trepidation mirrored in her expression. The blonde cheerleader type appeared to be just as reluctant to play this game as Bryson himself. They stood a little to the side in the waiting room, out of ear-shot of the ones queuing up to become either a focus or an NCM.
"You don't want to be locked up and I don't really want to babysit a guy I am not really all that interested in."
She seemed to catch him cringe at that and reacted by rolling her eyes. "Sorry, but you know it's kind of true," she said, her tone a little apologetic, "But it's like the Doctor said. I am a little relieved that you aren't some kind of freak who just wants me to tease him all day in order to satisfy his dumb little fetish."
Bryson felt a flash of embarrassment mixed with excitement rush through him at that and the way he throbbed against his steel prison in vain made him lower his eyes in the hopes that she wouldn't notice. Maybe he was a freak like that after all? Or maybe being with such a beautiful girl who pretty openly talked to him about his cock just had a natural effect on his body and the restrictive device made him hyper-aware of every budding erection.
"Ideally we won't be spending all that much time together, just whatever we have to in order to finish the mandatory classes we have to attend for the experiment. Deal?" She looked at him expectantly and Bryson gave a nod.
"Yeah, that sounds okay to me," he admitted, just yearning to be out of this situation,"I have no idea how I will react once some time passes though. Usually I am..."
He swallowed and pursed his lips, physically cringing under her observant, blue-eyed gaze. With a voice lowered to a whisper he continued: "Usually I touched myself more frequently, and I really don't know what happens if I don't do it for, like, a week or so."
Audrey frowned and gave a one-shoulder shrug. "It's probably the same with all the other guy freshmen. You'll find a way to deal." A measure of ice crept into her voice as she added: "Just don't become a nuisance. Like I said, I don't want my whole day to revolve around your neediness."
Evading her firm look he nodded his head to reassure her. "I'll try my best.", he said with a smile and she nodded once in appreciation after gauging for a few seconds if he was sincere.
"Let's exchange numbers," she offered, getting her phone out but then hesitating with one finger up as a warning, "Just in case, okay? Don't start calling me every day and please, please, please don't ask me out on a date or anything like that. It's weird enough as it is."
Bryson nodded and got his own phone out of his pocket. He listened to her number, saved it, and then called it once to test it and so she had his as well. Then he downloaded the Focus app from the university page, though a quick look at it confirmed that most features were unavailable to him. The two held their phones together and were automatically paired as focus and NCM by the app which made some more choices appear for Bryson. He could request an orgasm or set up an appointment for a guided unlocking with his focus, though both of those buttons were grayed out with a little sign saying 'Not Available During Initial 14 Days'.
"Alright, I'm gonna head out now," Audrey said, giving him a thorough look, "You''re good?"
He nodded and sighed. "I should be fine. Will just have to get used to it, that's all."
She smiled and then turned around to leave. Bryson looked at her long, toned, tan legs and then up along them to her ass in the tight denim shorts she wore and swallowed as the device reminded him with an uncomfortable pinch that he really shouldn't do that.
He pursed his lips and scanned the waiting room, trying to find Imogen. She was still in the office but he was her ride so he figured it would be best to wait for her by the car, that way he could escape the amused looks of that waiting queue of girls, at least. He exited the building and went over to the parking lot, leaning against the driver side of the car. It felt extremely weird to be out in public with his new secret keeping him in a steely grip. Multiple times he checked the front of his pants, but there wasn't really any noticeable bulge, even when he tried to get hard in the device and twitched in its confinements. It seemed to have a pretty subtle profile.
He got out his phone and sent a quick message to Imogen:
'Hey. Waiting outside by the car.'
He felt the wind in his hair and took a deep breath, trying to come to terms with his new reality. This wasn't just something that would last a day or two and then it would be over, this might very well become his new standard for a good long time. He'd be locked up and the only way out would be Audrey. Sadly the girl seemed anything but interested in letting him out to play from what he had seen.
With his phone still in his hand he began to wonder about Audrey. He knew that she was a local girl and had seen her around high-school, but she was with the cheerleaders and the football guys, not really the same crowd he and Imogen would hang out with. Curiosity got the better of him and he googled her name, trying to find out more about his focus and the one person in full control of his orgasms, or the lack thereof, for the next six months.
