Margo knew Cy could cum multiple times in an unusually short succession for a guy. She attempted blowing him before but he always shot off in her face before he had a chance to get it in. This time the cage gave her a window of opportunity before her Subby was fully erect.
"Oh god," she heard him moan again and again as she continued until, "Fuck!" he came a second time in what felt less than 2 minutes. She heard him taking deep breaths.
His second load wasn't as plentiful as the first but he was still hard so she didn't release him until he came for a third time. "Please stop!" he pleaded and she obeyed, he didn't sound playful. She pulled back to find her play thing drenched in sweat covering his eyes with one arm. "Thank you, Goddess," he weezed out.
"Are you good? I didn't overdo it, did I?"
Cy ran his fingers through moist hair as he took a deep breath, "That was probably the most intense thing I've ever done. I know I'm not," he glanced to the right, "regular or whatever, but I've never cum that many times so quickly. You know that's the first time I've ever gotten..." he stuttered.
"A blowjob?" Margo got up from the bed to retrieve her smartphone.
"I was going to say oral but yeah," Cy reach over to open the night stand drawer, pulled out a vape pen that disguised it self as a writing pen.
Margo gagged, "You and the fucking technical terms" she said hopping backwards on to the bed and taking the pen from Cy, "I wasn't too mean right?"
"I thought you were perfect. I miss being treated like that. Shri was never into the rough kinda domination."
"Oh?" Margo expressed curiously, "how did she dominate you then?"
"She liked being," Cy considered how to describe it, "cutesy I guess you could say. She liked calling it adorable and doted on how small it is."
"Well, it is pretty fascinating," and then Margo remembered other things that she found
fascinating,
"Hey, so, if you don't mind me asking how'd the date with Amy go?"
"Right," Cy scratched his temple, "First, let me ask you a question. What kind of person asks their friend-with-benefits about how another date with their roommate went?"
"The kind of person that has to deal with both people on a regular basis. Besides, Amy told me she had a good time," Margo looked at her social media apps, "I don't know what you're so worried about. Your ex's full name was Rajeshri Mehta, right?" then took a hit off the vape.
"Yeah," Cyrus responded quickly thinking more about Amy, "So, what did Amy say exactly?"
"I know she didn't take your virginity."
"How do you know if I'm still a virgin?"
"Wait," Margo looked away from her phone to stare at Cyrus just has he anticipated, "You actually lost your virginity?"
Cyrus sighed deeply, his seemingly perpetual virginity weighed heavily when ever he thought about it but at least Margo was the one person he could talk about it with, "No, I just wanted to make sure you were paying attention. Anyways, at the time I was surprised at how much fun we were having but now I'm not sure Amy had all that good a time."
Margo felt relieved, for a second, she believed she had sent Amy a lemon. She dreaded to think what her best friend would say if it turned out she was wrong. Quite honestly dear perverts, Margo is the kind of person that always dreads being wrong, "What makes you say that?" and prides herself on being right, "Is it because she left without saying goodbye on Saturday?"
"She told you about that?" Cy laughed nervously, "I was that bad, huh," then he took another vape hit.
"You," Margo decided this stupidity warranted punishment and flicked him on the forehead, "need to stop jumping to conclusions. You especially, always go to the worst ones."
"I don't think it was terrible. I just think I turned her off is all."
"I'm pretty sure you showed her a good time. Besides, I asked her beforehand. She told me she didn't mind a small penis," Margo saw his face redden at the statement.
"Seriously?" he creaked, "I think she was being polite. Or maybe didn't know she cared. It doesn't matter. I think I bored her just by trying to have a conversation anyways. I thought it went well at the time but looking back I did most of the talking at dinner."
"Look, she felt bad about walking out on you like that. She just has a lot of stuff on her mind right now," Margo figured that was true enough, "If you think things went well you should just ask her out on another date. The worst she can do is tell you no."
Cy gave her an annoyed look, "I know you think that sounds painless but from my perspective it'd be agonizing. Besides," he groaned, "I'm pretty sure I lost her when I ejaculated on her leg like a fucking puppy."
"Adorable. So, what about the cage?"
"What do you mean?"
"Were you wearing it on the date with her?"
"Oh. Yeah, but I took it off before she could see it."
"But you wore it on the date," Margo gave Cy a rye smile and soft slug on the arm, "Kinky!"
"Actually," Cy scratched the back of his head, "I wear it so that I won't lose control in my pants."
"Wait, what?"
"My," he paused to think of what to call it, "problem has gotten really bad. Lately, even just getting erect is enough to guarantee I'll cum."
"Dude!" Margo's face twisted with concern, "That is way not normal. have you tried telling a doctor?"
"Yes. Three actually. They all said the same thing. That there's nothing wrong with me."
"Maybe it's a psychological thing?"
"I tried a psychologist, same result. I think I'm just doomed to be a virgin forever," a dour expression fell over Cy, "You know you're the only person who's ever seemed to notice there's actually something wrong with me."
"How so?"
"Everybody else treats it like a regular thing but I can't find anything about anyone else having the same problem."
"Your exes had to have said something. I don't think it's a deal breaker," she winked and rubbed his thigh, "obviously, but as far as sexual problems go it's almost a super power. I can see it now," Margo swiped her hand from left to right as she announced dramatically "Cyrus Flash Murphy the Super-Human Ejaculator."
"First of all, not my middle name. It's Ferdinand."
"Not if you want to get into show biz," Margo fired index fingers at Cy.
"Second, find me a a town that won't run you out with a title like that."
"Vegas!"
"I hate that you have to have an answer for even the stupidest questions and what's worse is that somehow they are always the right answer."
"It's a gift," Margo shrugged in false modesty.
"Okay then, how about this," Cy took a deep breath and continued somberly, "Am I just cursed?"
If only he knew,
she Mischievously thought, "No, you're not cursed," and patted him demeaningly on the head. For the record dear Perverts, Margo is not qualified to identify curses.
It suddenly occurred to Margo that she had the solution to his problems. Her mind went to the vile of magic potion that Yennessa sold her. Each use requires a single drop and there was more than enough to spare at least one drop with Cy.
But Amy still needs her virgin.
She decided right then and there that she would help Cy lose his virginity but only if he said no to permanent chastity which brought another devious idea to mind to speed things along, "You know who's surprisingly into chastity?"
"You mean like a celebrity rumor?"
"No, I mean someone we both know."
"No," he asked with curiosity.
"Amy!" Margo figured that if this came back to bite her, she'd bite right back by arguing,
Amy is the one who built a magic chastity cage so it looks a lot like interest to me.
Of course, it would require Cy be made a confidant first. Margo, much like your narrator dear perverts, is astonished at how well the the pieces were coming together.
"You're joking," Cyrus feared it might be a bit presumptuous to say but he felt it, "Amy doesn't seem the type."
"She's just not brave enough to ask," Cyrus could tell there was some kind of greater meaning lost on him by her tone but he didn't know what.
