Again, you guys will have to tell me if this is anything.
And of course, all characters are fictional and over the age of 18. It's some sort of post-high-school, pre-college prep school, I guess.
And people reading on Goodreads, for god's sake, click through to my actual blog, the formatting is horrible if you don't.)
Neil
Hammond wailed when he entered the showers to see nude, soapy Carmen
Garcia waiting for him there.
“No!”
He pulled his towel even tighter around his waist, his pale face
starting to blush already. “Not you! NOT YOU!”
“Yep,
I'm your shower buddy today!” the naked Latina laughed, sitting on
the wooden bench wearing nothing but nail polish. She brushed her
long wet hair out of her face and crooked a finger at the trembling,
red-faced boy. “Now get in here sexy, before we run out of hot
water!”
But Neil
still hadn't taken a single step towards the naked, smiling girl
beckoning him into the showers.
“No!
I want someone else! Heather! Or maybe Sydney!”
“Heather
already showered and Syd's out playing field hockey,” the girl
giggled, her hand still holding a sponge between her legs, her only
nod to modesty. “And besides... you know it's more fun
when I'm your shower buddy, don't you?”
“No!”
the boy cried, still not moving. Underneath his towel wrap, Neil was
fully naked, except for a slow, growing tightness around his cock and
balls. “Carmen! Please!” he gasped. “Not today!”
The girl
smiled at him, totally unconcerned that he could see all of her
small, bare breasts, her shaved legs, every bit of her skin except
for a few inches.
“Are
you saying you don't want to follow the house rules Neil? Because I
wonder how many days Mrs. Steiner would add if I told her you weren't
following the house rules...”
That
finally made him move.
“NO!”
he gasped, taking a step forward. “Don't!”
She
laughed, crooking one finger at him again. “Then get in here.”
With
slow, dreadful footsteps, the teenaged boy stepped forward to hang his
toiletries on the hook by the shower. And step out of his bath
slippers. And then, after a long swallow, pull off his towel.
To
reveal a very small, very shiny, inescapable metal chastity cage.
His
giggling classmate got to her feet and eagerly welcomed him
underneath the hot spray.
“I bet
when you signed up to be the first boy who ever applied to a
historic, all-girls private Catholic school,” she said, pulling him
in right next to her, “no one ever told you you'd personally get to
shower with the richest and hottest girls in all of New England, did
they?”
“No,”
the boy gulped, his stomach fluttering as Carmen wet the sponge in
her hand and applied a huge amount of feminine-smelling body wash to
it.
“Or
that you'd have to wear that cute little thing,” she giggled,
looking down at his neutered cock. “24/7... for the entire
semester?”
“NO!”
the boy wailed, his shaking hands making grasping, impotent fists at
his hips.
She was
so close, her nude toes were pressed on top of his!
He
looked up at the ceiling, closing his eyes tight. But even that
barely helped reduce the tension in his cage!
He
gasped as he felt her start running the soft, soapy sponge over his
bare chest.
“You
know, my parents were SO worried,” she giggled, scrubbing his pecs,
“about their innocent, virginal, teenage daughter sharing
her dorm with a boy.”
His
chastity belt throbbed and jerked as his totally naked classmate
washed his body, standing just inches away.
“They
were SO sure that sharing a shower at the end of the hall with a
real, living boy for the first time would have me so HOT and BOTHERED
that I'd just throw off my panties and let you do WHATEVER you wanted
to me," she laughed. "That you'd leave me just another sex-starved, pregnant high school
dropout.”
Every
now and then her bare knee would brush his, sending electric shivers
up his spine.
“Little
did they know I'd been fucking all the boys I could find since I
first got my tits,” she giggled. “That I was the sex-starved high school slut and that YOU would be the innocent
little virgin who'd never even kissed a girl! Or that Mrs. Steiner
would slap you in a purity belt before I even got a chance to give
you a welcome blowjob!”
“Carmen!”
His
trapped cock was now in a constant state of attempted erection, bent
painfully into the curve of the steel tube, the ring behind his balls
pulling them forward without mercy.
His
hands shook and trembled at his sides.
Carmen
added more body wash to her sponge, then ran it over the boy's flat,
trembling abs.
“How long has it been?” she giggled,
watching his cage throb. “A week? Two?”
“THREE!”
he wailed, almost in tears. “It's been THREE WEEKS since I've
cum!”
“Awww,
that's right, I remember Mrs. Steiner docked you last week for
failing that English test,” Carmen giggled, running the soapy
sponge over his hip bones, his thighs, right near his crotch,
laughing as his hips would buck when she pulled away and didn't touch
his cage at the last second. “You really should study more.”
“I
can't!” he said, shivering. “I'm too damn... horny all the
time!”
“Awwwww,”
he heard her laugh, from somewhere below him. “Do you want your
welcome blowjob now? Would that make things better?”
His eyes
flew open.
“NO!
Carmen! No! AHHHH-”
But the
saucy girl was already on her knees, sucking and licking on his cage
with abandon.
He
grabbed her thin shoulders and pushed her away.
“Hands.
OFF,” the girl snapped, looking up at him. “Or I'm telling Mrs. Steiner you
touched one of us without permission!”
He
released her shoulders instantly, shaking like a leaf as she laughed
and pulled him closer by his hips.
“Boys
don't turn down blowjobs from extremely fuckable Catholic girls,”
she laughed, licking her pink lips just inches from the tip of his
caged, dripping cock. “Didn't you learn anything in school?”
He was
trembling, begging her.
“Carmen,
please! I can't take this today! I'll do anything you want, just
DON'T!”
“All I
want,” she laughed, tucking her wet hair behind her ears, “Is to
hear you scream my name.”
And then she took his whole caged length inside
her.
Her
other manicured hand held him by the ass, so he couldn't back away.
Her mouth was a hot vacuum, her tongue a wet whip, sliding all over
his cock, forcing its way through his widely spaced bars to occasionally touch his skin.
And all
he could do was stand there and take it.
“Carmen...”
he panted, starting to squirm. “It hurts!”
That
only made her suck harder and rub his balls.
His cock
surged, trying to get harder but already at the full extent of his
unyielding metal cage.
“Carmen!”
The nude Latina girl bobbed her head up and down his whole length.
“Come in my mouth baby,” she laughed after licking the tip.
“Don't make me beg for it! I'll let you pump your cum down my hot
throat every day if you want to baby.”
He was crying now, his face red, tears streaming down his cheeks as
he shook with frustration.
“CARMEN!”
She gave
his shaft and balls a few more loving licks and then finally stood up
laughing. “You're the best shower buddy. You're so much more fun
to tease than Heather!”
He was
using the sides of the shower for support, so he wouldn't collapse.
Carmen washed out the sponge then shoved it into his trembling hand.
“My turn. Start with my back?”
Shaking,
half bent over in pain, Neil shook his head. “Give me a second-”
“Come
on!” she laughed, looking over her shoulder at him and
stamping her slim foot on the tile. “I don't want to be late for
English!”
Neil
gulped, and with his cock still painfully hard, started washing his
classmate's smooth, sleek, back.
“The
other girls are thinking of getting some, you know.”
He was
washing her very slowly, very carefully. He forced himself not to
look down at her tight, tanned, teenage ass just inches from his
crotch or to accidentally brush the sides of her breasts while
washing her ribs.
“Getting
what?” he demanded, trying to think of anything else besides
what he was doing.
“Chastity
belts. For their boyfriends,” Carmen giggled. The sponge was at
her lower back now, grazing that sexy little dimple right above her
perfect butt. “Since it's worked out so well with you. You
couldn't get that thing off if you pulled on it with all your
strength could you?”
He
blushed harder, starting to scrub a little lower.
“Ohhh!
That tickles!” she laughed, as Neil washed her ass, his belt a
vice. She took a deep breath, let it out, and pushed her shining
butt harder out against his sponge. Neil's hand was rubbing up and
down her firm muscles, in between her cheeks a little, in between her
legs...
“This
is so relaxing,” she giggled, leaning a little forward against the
wall, spreading her legs a little more. “Whenever I shower with my
boyfriend, he's always trying to get me to give him a hand job or a
blow job right away, or trying to get his fingers up my pussy or
ass.”
Neil
gulped but didn't stop washing her legs.
She
looked over her shoulder, down at the boy on his knees washing the
backs of her legs while studiously trying to avoid looking at the
glutes right in his face.
“But
with your little dick locked away, I don't have to worry about any
of that,” she giggled as he blushed even more. “But I can tell
you still want me, it's ALL over your face, but I don't have to worry
about pleasing you at all. I can't! And you're STILL a lot of fun
to tease!”
His face
was beet red and his cock cage stretched to its limit as he stood up.
“Turn?”
he asked. “For the front?”
“Sure,”
she giggled. And as she turned, she snatched the sponge out his hand
and threw it, practically out into the hallway.
“Hey!
What did you do that for!”
She
draped herself dramatically against the tile wall.
“Wash
my front, Neil,” she giggled. “Without the sponge.”
His
small teenage cock was as hard as it could get in his tight curved
cage, almost pulling his balls off his body.
He
pulled on it with both hands, trying to get even a millimeter more
space to relieve the pain. “Carmen, please! I can't!”
“Wash.
My. Front,” she said, still looking him right in the eyes. “Or
I'm telling Mrs. Steiner you're a bad shower buddy who didn't
complete his job. And then, she might dock you two or three weeks of
orgasms...” The girl chewed on her lower lip. “Oh god, can you imagine?!
Not being able to even touch your little dick again until... Christmas
Break?”
“NO!
Carmen! PLEASE!”
Carmen
giggled and wiped her wet hair from her face, arching her back out at
him more obviously even as she stood, shoulders pressed against the tile.
“Start with my chest.”
“Oh
god...” Neil was nearly hyperventilating as he applied a huge
dollop of sticky shower gel to his bare hands, his cage almost
vibrating with need.
He
staggered forward, his hands held out at chest level and paused, just
before contact. Then, closing his eyes he cupped both of her small,
perky tits at once.
“Mmmmmm,
that feels nice,” she purred, closing her eyes as well, moving her
breasts up and down against him more than he was against her.
“Heather barely washes my tits when we're in here. She still
thinks she's straight.”
Neil
swallowed, trying to think of math.
“But
Sydney...” the girl panted. “God, I've been late for English so
many times when Sydney's my shower buddy!” she giggled, her eyes
closed. “She'll wash my tits long and hard, just like I need.
And get a soapy finger up my butt, her hot tongue between my legs-”
His
entire crotch was a tight knot of pain!
“Carmen!”
“Do
you want to watch sometime?” she giggled, sliding his hands around
her small but pert breasts. Her eyes were open. “Maybe this
Saturday morning?”
He
swallowed hard. “No!”
“You
sure? You don't want a little three-way in the showers? You, me and
Sydney?”
He could
barely breathe. Her nipples were so hard! He didn't want to, but
his thumbs kept finding the hard bumps on her chest and rubbing over
them, gently at first, then harder, harder...
“I
can't!” he begged, his cage sticking straight out from his crotch,
as hard at it had been during his 'blowjob'. “The cage!”
“I
know,” the nude girl giggled, making him rub her slick soapy tits
harder. “That's the only way you get to see Sydney and I together,
if the cage stays on. That's the only reason you get ANY of this, because your male parts are trapped and locked away." She panted. "Oh fuck it would be so much fun, Neil! I'll let you watch Sydney suck my tits, suck hers, put your
fingers where ever you want...”
Picturing
his tanned Latina roommate and the blond, athletic, Sydney together,
their wet, naked bodies twisting around each other, their
mouths mashed together, their fingers going in every slippery hole with him
there to help-
He burst
into tears again.
“CARMEN!”
he wailed, pulling at his cage. His balls were blue, the ring of his
steel chastity belt strangling them. “I can't take THIS!”
“Oh
fuck, you're so much fun when you're like this.” She pushed his
soapy hands towards her ass, towards her crotch. “Touch me Neil,
just like last time!”
Neil
doubled over in pain even as Carmen forced his fingers inside her
pussy, inside her ass. She was slippery, warm and welcoming from
both sides.
“OH
GOD!” she gasped, panting in his ear, grabbing at his back with one
hand. With her other, she forced his hands to fuck her with one
finger, then two. “Faster,” she begged. “Faster.”
Crying,
biting her shoulder, Neil complied.
“Faster
in the ass,” she said. “Do it the same speed from both sides- like you had two huge cocks going in me-”
Her
nude, young body slippery with soap, Carmen pressed against him,
raising up on her toes as he thrust in and out of both her holes, her
voice getting higher and higher.
“Yes
yes YES YES- OH FUCK NEIL FUUUUCK!”
She
came, shivering and yelling, one hand scratching and clawing at his
back, one hand gripping his cock, balls and chastity cage all at
once. She squeezed his balls as she climaxed, cumming long and hard
and thoroughly, making the crying boy yell out as well.
Shaking
and shivering, her body sliding everywhere against his, Carmen slowly
came down, her breathing slowing, then looked down at her right hand
and laughed.
“You
came,” she giggled, playing with the few sticky white drops
splashed across her fingers.
“I didn't think you could.”
“I didn't think you could.”
He could
barely talk. The feeling of his fingers, still deep in her two hot
holes, holes he would never, ever get to explore with his dick while he was at school, was
maddening! “No! It was... it didn't feel like... cumming... at all!”
She held
the evidence in front of his face. “Then what's this then?”
“That's
barely... half of what normally comes out!” he said, blushing.
“And it didn't feel... if anything, I'm hornier than before!” he
moaned, rubbing all over her ass, her legs, her tits, as if trying
to devour her with his hands.
Carmen
was playing with the string of cum between her fingers, not letting
the shower wash it off. Her grin was a mile wide.
“If I
tell Mrs. Steiner... that you spurted all over me in her showers... without
permission from anyone...”
He
gripped her in a panic. “NO!”
“Saturday,”
she giggled, guiding his hands back to her soapy breasts.
“Three-way. You. Me. Sydney.”
“Oh
god!”
She
pushed away, gathering her shower things. “And you have to let her
finger your ass.”
“Oh
fuck! CARMEN! No! NO!”
But the
girl just laughed, grabbing his throbbing caged cock while giving him
a chaste kiss on the cheek.
“Best
shower buddy ever! See you in class!”
And she
skipped off, not even covering herself with a towel as she walked
past the shaking boy.
Because,
why bother?
***