This story contains themes of chastity, male submission, humiliation, and embarrassment and features primarily male on make sexual interaction.If you don't enjoy these themes this story is not for you. This story was written purely for fantasy purposes and does not represent any real people or events.
If you enjoy this story please let me know. I am considering making a part 2.
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Brad was stupid horny. It has been weeks since he had last cum. His training regimen prevented any hookups or other distractions and Trevor had even prevented him for jerking off. He went as far as to lock Brad in a half inch steel chastity cage, preventing him from even getting hard. After locking him in it Trevor had quickly pocketed the key, preventing Brad from even thinking about getting out. It has been an adjustment feeling the hard lump of metals around his cock constantly but eventually he got used to it. He still worried it was noticeable in his pants and was constantly checking himself every time he walked by a mirror. That day as he walked through the gym doors he looked at his reflection in the glass making sure the hard steel cage wasn't visible at his crotch. He then made his way to the locker room at the back.
Unlocking his locker door Brad began stripping off. Taking off his tie, slacks and button down, he hung up his work "uniform" in his locker. Underneath he was wearing tight black boxer briefs that hugged his ass and caged crotch. Brad was very fit but since starting his office job, his first "real job," and adult life he had gained a little bit of weight and lost a little bit of muscle tone. This was the reason he stated training with Trevor to begin with. Absentmindedly Brad reached down and adjusted his crotch though his briefs, god he wanted the cage off. It was painful being trapped in the thing and horny all the time. It was constant distraction at work, every time one of his sexy female coworkers walked by he would get a pinch of pain in his dick as he failed to get hard in his little cage.
He pulled out his gym shoes from his locker. The other unusual practice that Trevor had was that he required full view of his students while they trained. He claimed it was necessary to make sure technique and execution would be perfect, nothing hidden from view. After lacing up he headed out to the gym floor. The space was small, only one room with weight racks and machines on one side and a large open area on the other. A couple other people were usually there during the sessions. Sometimes they laughed and giggled a bit but they mostly minded their own business and focused on their workouts.
Trevor was already waiting for Brad. He smirked when he saw him approach. "Hey what's up buddy" Trevor asked.
"I'm doing good Sir, a little... tense" Brad responded. That was another thing, Trevor required etiquette of his students. They always had to respond "yes Sir, no Sir, thank you Sir, etc."
"Very good Brad, and don't worry, you should be a little built up. That's all part of the program." Trevor assured him. "However, you know what we agreed too. Take your pants off."
Brad didn't want to roll his eyes and risk facing punishment so he just responded "Yes Sir" and slipped his boxer briefs off. He shouldn't have tried it but he was still embarrassed about being naked and wanted to preserve his modesty. He hated working out naked and couldn't see the point but Trevor assured him it was essential to the training.
"Just put them on the floor in the corner you can pick them up later." Trevor demanded. The three other people in the gym tuned their heads to watch. They were shocked how Trevor bossed his student around, and even more shocked he was butt naked and had a tight cage around his cock. They weren't that surprised though, Trevor had warned all the regulars what would be going on on raining afternoons and if they were being honest watching Brad was one of the big reasons at least two of the regulars kept coming back.
"Yes Sir." Brad responded and complied. He still found it humiliating to be naked in the gym and even more humiliating to be naked in a chastity cage. The past sessions hadn't really hardened him, it was embarrassing dancing around for Trevor completely chaste and submissive.
In the past a couple of regulars had come up to ask about it. Was it some sort of cast from some injury? A torture devise? Trevor would just watch Brad meekly respond that it was part of his training. The cage was to stop him from fucking and jerking off so he could focus on improving his physique he would tell them. It was hard watching them giggle in his face at his predicament and his naked body.
"Hustle Brad" Trevor shouted.
Brad ran back over to to their station. Every workout started with some stretching and then a jog on the treadmill. Trevor led Brad through the stretches, now everyone was really watching as Brad bent and stretched all different ways. Trevor knowingly found ways to get Brad on all fours stretching to show off his muscular ass and give peaks of his tight hole.
