Locked up. (Mxm)

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It had become a ritual of sorts, for him to do this. It was at first a necessity then gradually became something he enjoyed very much even doing it when he didn't have to.

Dom loved wearing dresses and skirts along with crop tops and see-through shirts- it made him feel sexy, he had said in many interviews, so his fans knew, but his fans didn't know the extent of how he felt. It turned him on. Yes he would admit that. But he couldn't  admit to anyone but himself how much it turned him on, it became a problem after awhile; when he realised how hard it was to hide his hard-ons when he wore dresses or skirts, especially on stage. He couldn't explain it but the soft silk of his dress or the rough ruffled fabric of his skirt brushing against his thighs just made his manhood weep. So he had decided, to avoid embarrassing moments, to wear a cock cage.

At first he found it uncomfortable, his first cage was metal and unforgiving making him unable to take it for more than thirty minutes- he had thought to get used to the cage before going on stage.

Then he ordered another cage and put the first one in a box, hidden under his bunk on the tour bus. This one was also metal but designed in a different way, it was smaller but less constricting- thicker but shorter. He found this one much more comfortable and would wear it up to three days on end but he felt it would be too bulky for his shows with the amount of jumping and running he did- someone was bound to notice it.

So he got another one, this one plastic and clear with an extra option to sound with it. It was uncomfortable. But he liked it. The cool metal sound and the see through plastic cage- it looked... hot. There was little space to properly jack off with it on but with the addition of a new vibrator he would cum multiple times every time he put it on. But it was impractical to what he needed it for. He needed something to hide his hard-ons during his shows.

His old friend Ryan had sent him the link as a joke and Dom had taken it as a joke. A few days later and he had a few new toys added to his growing arsenal. A small hot pink vibrator that had promised powerful vibrations had caught his eye. A baby pink collar, inscribed with "pretty boy" had made his face heat up and cock start to fill out. Along with the vibe and collar he bought a silicone baby pink cock cage.

A few days after the order arrived he had yet to open the box- he knew it was his new toys but had not had time to sit down in his room and open it. He was spending the weekend in his childhood home and so, picked up the box, locked his door, and plopped down cross-legged on his black quilted bed. His walls where painted black but you could hardly see the paint; as the walls were covered with posters from a multitude of bands; the desk stuffed in the corner had two guitars propped up on the legs, one black and white electric, one black acoustic; three guitar hooks hung on the wall, another acoustic guitar hanging in one; a keyboard stood next to the desk, a wardrobe next to it stood in the corner; the wooded single bed was pushed in the other corner and sat next to it was a dark bed-side table; a pair of drumsticks sat on it along with a pink jar full of guitar picks.

Sliding out the drawer from the bedside table and grabbing the pink scissors, Dom gets comfortable against the wall. Dom cuts the packing tape with delicate movements, his painted nails scratching at the cardboard. Hair falling in his outlined eyes Dom pushes his hair back roughly only causing to make more hair fall in his face. Giving up, Dom focuses back on the package finally pulling open the box. He gasps when his eyes fall onto the pink collar, his leg bouncing in anticipation as he reaches for it; pulling it out of the plastic covering and taking it over to his desk- a small stand mirror stared up at him. He looks at himself for a second before dashing over to his wardrobe and grabs his black cat hoodie with small pink cat ears on the hood.

Sitting back down on his bed with both collar and mirror; in only boxer briefs and the hoodie, he carefully attaches the collar around his neck. Hurrying now Dom quickly puts the cage on.

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