Her Brother’s secret - pt 2

Part one here: https://www.reddit.com/r/ChastityStories/s/gYpTy25166

The car journey home was the most awkward 3 minutes of Tony’s life. All he could think about was the fact his cock was currently straining madly against Dylan’s tiny cock cage. Dylan could sense something was up.

“You all good there buddy?” He asked, glancing across to Tony in the passenger seat.

“Yeah, yeh, just tired man, been a long week” he replied, praying for the journey to end quickly. His head was full of so many thoughts, did Dylan enjoy this sensation? Did Lucy have the key or did Dylan? He dared not text Lucy until he was out of the car in case Dylan saw.

“Thanks for the ride man” Tony mumbled as he scrambled from the car, “see you next week”

“No worries man, I’m actually away next weekend, heading up state for a few days” Dylan replied nonchalantly. Tony’s heart sank.

“Ah right. Enjoy dude…” Tony lingered for a moment, “what day are you off?” There was a pause, it was a little too out of character for Tony to care this much about his plans.

“Friday morning” he responded, “how comes?”

“Ah no reason” said Tony, turning to head into his house, “enjoy it!”

Tony kicked himself, he had failed in his one mission of acting normal. Now if Dylan noticed the cage was missing he was bound to put that fact together with Tony’s random interest in when Dylan was going away. Tony whipped out his phone as he headed up to his bedroom and fired off a text to Lucy.

11:22pm: “Have you got the key for this thing? I thought you were going to give it to me before I left!”

He waited 5 minutes with no response, should he call her? He figured he’d get ready for bed and call her if she hadn’t replied.

Still no reply, he looked down at his caged cock, with all the stress of the situation his dick was completely soft, however it was still tightly crammed into the cage. Dylan must be working with less than him to fit into this comfortably, he thought. He gently tugged at the cage, it pulled painfully on his balls. There was no slipping out of it. His balls looked comically huge pushing round the bottom of the ring, his dick reduced to half the size of them. When Lucy still hadn’t replied at midnight he decided to try and get some sleep, he’d call her first thing and head over to her house if needed.

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The nights sleep was incredibly uncomfortable, Tony kept accidentally painfully pushing the metal cage in his balls, his dick tried countless times to get hard only to be met by the unforgiving steel of the cage. When he finally did get to sleep, he ended up missing his alarm and sleeping in till 10.

“Damn” he rushed to check his phone, one message from Lucy…

7:14am: “Key? Wdym?”

Ugh, he tapped out a frantic reply.

10:02am: “the key for this cage lol, I kind of want to take it off now…it’s pretty uncomfortable”.

He stared at the screen, Lucy hadn’t had read recipes on since about 2019, but he would at least see the three dots if she was about to reply. Getting frustrated at her slow replies, Tony gradually got showered and ready for the day, eating breakfast and grabbing a coat to walk over to hers. If he knocked on the door someone would let him in. He checked his phone, still nothing.

11:17am: “I need to get this cage off, I’ll head over now to grab the key”

The reply was almost instant.

11:17am: “omg I had totally forgotten about that, you’re still in the TINY cage?? LOL that is hilarious. I thought you had the key”

And then another message.

11:18am: “I’m out with Brad all day but I’ll look for the key when I get back, probably just in one of Dylan’s draws”.

Fuck. Out with Brad all day, one second she was all grumpy about him and now they’re spending the day together. The fact they were clearly still together annoyed him almost as much as her completely forgetting that she locked his dick in a cage last night. The day passed agonisingly slowly, he could always just pop over and pretend to Dylan he hadn’t realised Lucy was out, but how to get into his room and look for the key. And anyway, there was always a risk Dylan had already noticed it was missing…having been at the scene of the crime yesterday he didn’t want to give Dylan any excuses to ask him if he’d seen his chastity cage.

He held out until 6pm before firing Lucy another text.

6:04pm: “Hey, you back yet? I can come and get the key now if that works”

He knew not to expect a reply any time soon, Lucy was terrible with her phone at the best of times. When he still hadn’t heard by 8pm he was getting seriously annoyed and was considering again the option of risking an awkward chat with Dylan. His phone buzzed.

8:38pm: “aw sorry buddy, looks like I’m going to stay at Brad’s again tonight. He’s got a free house and you know how much I want to try out his horse cock again LOL. Don’t worry I’ll find the key the second I’m back tomorrow, night x”

Tony could have thrown the phone clean out the window with rage. Did she not appreciate how uncomfortable this cage was!? Did she not know how often dudes got erections!? Not to mention, after her little stint of eyeing up his dick and praising its size, he was more horny and pent up than at any other time this year. Tony was used to jerking off every night as routine, he felt it helped him get off to sleep easier. Letting his rage subside he decided to head out for a run to let off steam.

Before trying to drift off for another painful night of suppressed erections he sent a short reply to Lucy.

11:03pm: “Np, enjoy. 9am at yours tomorrow?”

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It was gone midday when his phone finally buzzed on Sunday.

12:28pm: “9am on a Sunday? You’re crazy! I’m just heading back to mine now”

12:29pm: “great I’ll meet you there in 15”

Tony practically ran out the house. Once he was 100 yards down the road he turned back and rushed back up to his bedroom. Whilst his loose fitting grey sweats had been the most comfortable for the cage, he knew he couldn’t wear them out the house. They displayed a bulge that almost anyone could tell hid a cage, or if not a very lumpy cock.

5minutes later he was off again, arriving at Lucy’s at almost exactly the same time Brad’s car pulled up on her drive. With no desire to bump into Brad, Tony slowed his pace and watched as Lucy kissed him goodbye through the window. A pang of jealousy shot through his chest watching her sexy body in gym leggings skip up the drive to the house. Brad pulled away, spotting Tony he raised his middle finger and, laughing, sped off down the road.

Tony approached the front door and rang the bell. His heart was thumping in his chest, why was he so nervous he literally came here every Friday night. Thankfully it was Lucy who opened the door.

“Hey!” She pulled him into a hug, “you didn’t waste any time huh?” Smirking she left him past.

“Lucy I need to get this cage off, it’s so uncomfortable” he pleaded desperately. Lucy just laughed.

“Are you really telling me you can’t last one weekend without jerking off?” Her teasing really stung, why did she think this was all a joke?

“It’s not that, it’s how tight it is, I can’t even get a little bit hard without it hurting”

“Bullshit, lemme see” Lucy took a step towards him. Surely she wasn’t expecting him to get his junk out right here in her hallway?

“Urm, surely Brad wouldn’t want you seeing my dick?” He ventured.

“I doubt he’d care, it’s not like I can do anything with it whilst that cage is on?” She laughed again, Tony felt the anger rising in him again, this was all just a big joke to her.

“It won’t be on for long, c’mon let’s find the key” Tony turned to go upstairs.

“Oh I doubt Dylan will be awake yet, you know what he’s like, 1pm is an early start for him” Lucy took his arm and dragged him into the lounge, “come on, let me see how badly crammed in it is, I didn’t really get a look last night”

Tony was reluctant, but really, when your biggest crush asks multiple times to see your package you can’t really refuse, even if the most of it is encased in their brother’s cock cage. Tony unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his caged dick out to rest on the waistband of his boxers. He hadn’t been exaggerating, his dick meat was red and pushed right into the cage, bulging at points through the narrow holes, under it his balls were big fat red shiny orbs.

“Ooof” Lucy exclaimed, without asking she reached out and took each of his nuts between her thumb and index finger, gently tugging them both towards her. “These balls feel full to bursting!” As she said the last word she gently pushed down with both her thumbs, each one pinching a ball softly between her fingers behind. Tony gasped, at the same time his dick began to leak a little pre-cum and his dick tried valiantly to get hard.

“Just imagine how much fuller they’d be after a week” she whispered.

“What?!” Tony took a step back, forgetting momentarily that his nuts were fairly firmly held in her hands, wincing as they stretched out from his body, “A week? I’m getting the key right now and this thing is coming off” he demanded.

“Yes, sorry” Lucy laughed and let go of his balls, “but imagine a week, your nuts would be so full and you’d be so horny, it’s kind of funny isn’t it how such a small little cage can control you so completely.” Tony stuffed his aching balls back into his boxers and did his jeans back up. An hour later they were both relaxing in front of the TV when the front door opened.

“I’m back” they heard Dylan call from the hallway. Tony looked straight at Lucy, Dylan was meant to be asleep upstairs and that was why they couldn’t search his room.

“Heyyy” Lucy called back from the sofa. Dylan put his head round the door.

“Ah you two hanging out again? Tony I swear your family must never see you”

Tony cringed with embarrassment and annoyance, laughing politely he said nothing back.

“I’m gunna jump in the shower, catch you both in a bit” and with that he headed off upstairs.

“He wasn’t even here?” Tony hissed at Lucy.

Lucy shrugged. “Whoops. I’d been out all night, I didn’t know he had too!” The moment they heard the shower running they crept up the stairs and into Dylan’s room.

Tony wasted no time, pulling open the draw they’d found the original cage in it was completely empty, not even the manual remained in there. Shit. Lucy was busy in his bedside draws, Tony opens a few more draws fruitlessly as if the key was just going to be laying around somewhere nearby.

“Ooo could this be it?” She asked, holding up a long, old fashioned door key. Tony felt his exasperation rising.

“Not a chance, it’ll be small, the lock is only half an inch long” he shot at her.

“Lemme see it again, I don’t know what I’m looking for” Lucy moved towards him.

Now was really not the time to get his dick out again, Dylan could return at any moment, irritated that they hadn’t used any of the hour he’d already been here to establish what the key looked like he wrenched his junk out of his trousers again. As he did Lucy clicked open the camera button from her phone and snapped a picture.

“What did you do that for?” He asked in a hurried whisper, dumbfound that she’d just taken a photo of his locked cock.

“So I know what I’m looking for, you want me to find this key don’t you?” Lucy whispered back. Tony had no time to argue as they both heard the shower stop abruptly. Forcing his caged manhood back into his jeans again they scarpered from the room and had barely made it to the top stair when the bathroom door swung open. Dylan whistled as he crossed the hall, wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist.