My day was difficult. I had a hard time getting into my normal routine. I was extremely distracted by the morning sex. I wanted to get some relief really badly. I knew I couldn't and also that I couldn't ask. Jim had made that perfectly clear. The next couple of months followed the same pattern. We worked out together every other day and Jim would finish our routine by getting a blowjob. Often it was very forceful and demanding. Or he would pose in front of his mirror while I was on my knees trying to keep his cock in my mouth while he flexed. We would have dinner a time or two each week and usually finish with us on the couch with a more languid session of sucking his cock. He didn't invite me to stay over again though. One Sunday morning we were having coffee and relaxing after a workout and blowjob and Jim looked at me.
"Tell me, how are you doing with all this," Jim asked.
I looked a little confused.
"How do you feel about our relationship and the sex and all of that," he said.
I had to pause for a moment. I hadn't expected this conversation.
"Ok, I guess. I mean I feel comfortable and am enjoying our time together. I really want that to continue. I haven't thought much about what it means. I want it to continue."
"What about the sex?" he asked.
I was flustered. Somehow I hadn't really been thinking about "what" we did. It was just this peculiar experiment I was in. It felt really confusing to talk about.
"I guess I really like some of it," I lamely replied.
"What does that mean?" he asked sharply.
"Am I free to talk about anything?" I asked.
"Yes."
I took a deep breath.
"I really love sucking your cock. I like making you cum, I like when you are demanding and use my mouth. I love when you lose control during orgasm."
"It sounds like there is a "but" in there," Jim said.
I nodded.
"but I hate this cage. I haven't been out of it in months. I can't get hard, I can't cum. I don't get any pleasure. Some nights I toss and turn for hours. It's not as bad as it was at first, but it's really difficult to be locked up all the time."
Jim smiled.
"I know. That makes me so hard to hear that."
I didn't know what to say to that.
"Locking you up and controlling you is a big turn on for me. Knowing that you are so frustrated and uncomfortable is what I like."
Jim opened his robe and I could see him get hard again. It had been maybe half an hour since he came in my mouth but he was getting another erection. He closed his robe again.
"The way to handle your frustration is to suck my cock more often," he said.
"How does that help me," I asked.
