Her Brother’s secret - pt 3

Part two here: https://www.reddit.com/r/ChastityStories/s/zJdMpp0oyE

After another hour in the lounge watching tv and occasionally asking Lucy if she wanted to delete the pic she’d taken of his cock, Tony had to admit defeat. His mom had messaged 3 times already asking when he’d be back to help with chores and it seemed Dylan was not going to leave his room free for searching any time soon.

“I’ll be able to have a proper snoop around later after dinner, dont worry” Lucy had reassured him, “in the meantime just try not to think too many horny thoughts, can’t have you getting all frustrated” she’d teased.

So here he was, back on his bed, balls another day fuller, even more so from having been fondled by Lucy again, and his dick no closer to release. Every day it was more tempting to just message Dylan and be honest, it would all be cleared up, he’d let Tony unlock the cage, it would be awkward as hell but soon it would all be water under the bridge.

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Monday and Tuesday passed in a haze of horny frustration, he changed behind a towel in the locker room, which attracted more than a few looks, but less than getting the cage out would have. Each day he chased Lucy to look for the key and every time she said she’d searched a few more places but not seen any keys of any type. She even suggested that maybe if Dylan thought he’d mis-placed the cage then maybe he’d also thrown the key away? This thought kept Tony away most of Tuesday night, carefully crafting and then deleting a message to Dylan, only to chicken out and delete it.

Wednesday was the worst, he had to sit next to Brad for most of the afternoon. Never his favourite person, since he’d started fucking Lucy, Brad was increasingly big headed and cocky. He spent most of the lesson talking loud enough for Tony to hear about the amazing blow jobs he’d enjoyed all weekend and how much fun it was to give a girl a pearl necklace. Tony was successfully blocking out the constant drone of Brad’s voice until he heard a sentence that made his blood run cold.

“Girls really appreciate size you know, even when they’re trying to deep throat. My girlfriend said she’s seen a dick that’s only an inch and a half long, can you imagine” he slapped the desk and laughed, “I’d be so ashamed if my dick was that small, I wouldn’t even try and get it sucked”

Before he could help himself Tony looked over to Brad, he was smirking and looking Tony dead in the eye. With the smallest of winks Brad’s eyes dropped down to Tony’s hip height. Tony froze. He knew, Lucy had told him. Fuck. If there was one thing worse than his situation, it was Brad knowing his situation. Tony felt naked, he was suddenly acutely aware of the cage weighing heavy on his manhood. Risking a strict telling off from his teacher he pulled out his phone under the desk and messaged Lucy.

4:05pm: “You told Brad about the cage!? Wtf?”

4.08pm: “Whoops, sorry, he saw your messages popping up over the weekend…I didn’t really tell him anything”

Tony was fuming.

4:09pm: “You told him about the size of the cage?”

4:10pm: “lol of course, that’s the funniest part 😂”

That was the final straw, hatred at Brad and at Lucy’s complete inability to take this as anything other than a hilarious joke pushed him over the edge. In that moment he decided, it was better to just face the awkward conversation with Dylan than stay locked in this cage any longer.

Storming out the classroom at the end of the day he called Lucy.

“I’m coming over tonight, I need to just ask Dylan for the key” he blurted out, not even bothering to say hello.

“Woah, easy tiger, Dylan is at basketball tonight. What has Brad said that’s got you so riled up?” Lucy asked.

“Dropping hints about guys with 1.5” dicks during our Chemistry class” Tony sulked.

“Aww I’m sure he wouldn’t tell anyone, I made him promise not to” Lucy placated him, “and I refused to show him the photo of it even though he keeps asking to…”

Horror flooded Tony’s whole body, even stopped dead in this tracks. “You can’t show him the photo Lucy” his voice was shaky.

“Of course I won’t! Don’t worry, but Tony please don’t message Dylan about the cage, it will make things SO awkward for me. Can you imagine if your siblings found out you owned a chastity cage?” Tony twinged inside, he’d not considered how he would explain to Dylan that he’d found the cage.

“I could just not mention you?” He ventured.

“What and say you snuck away from me at movie night to dig through Dylan’s room?” Lucy countered.

“Hmm” Tony paused, there was no good way to do it. He couldn’t ask Dylan without pissing off Lucy…and pissing off Lucy risked Brad seeing the most compromising picture of his manhood to date. Tony actually stamped his foot with frustration. “This weekend, when Dylan is away we can turn his room upside down til we find the key. Deal?”

Lucy paused, “I mean, I’m meant to be seeing Brad…but I guess Friday night is still movie night. We just need to make sure my parents don’t catch us in there.”

Friday was only two more days away, he could last two more days. That would be a week since he last came and almost as long since he’d been able to get an erection.

“Fine, I’ll be over usual time” and he ended the call.

As he walked home his anger subsided a bit, he had messaged Lucy quite a bit over the weekend not considering that of course she would have been with Brad, he doubted she showed him maliciously. To her the whole thing was just a funny misunderstanding. Brad might be a jerk but as long as he wanted to keep Lucy happy he wouldn’t do anything rash, ok Tony might need to put up with a few comments each Wednesday afternoon but hopefully by next Wednesday the whole thing would be behind him.

On Friday morning Tony woke up as horny as he could ever remember being. A few quick searches on Reddit led him into a unknown world of cages, cucking, plaping and “sissy-gasms”, most of it made him feel sick and panicked no matter how horny he was, but the most terrifying captions were those about dick shrinkage. From a few more rapid searches he was able to calm down and convince himself that as long as he got his dick out of the cage soon there would be no permanent change.

He arrived at Lucy’s with aching balls and more hope than he’d had in a while that this would be the last day in the cage. After ordering pizza and sticking on a movie they took it in turns to sneak up to Dylan’s room and search for the key without her parents cottoning on. On the 3rd trip Lucy returned with a huge grin.

“I think I’ve found it!” She whispered. She held up a long thin key, it certainly looked like it might fit the cage, tentatively Tony pulled out his caged cock. He slid the key into the mechanism and tried to turn it. It wouldn’t budge.

“It won’t move, it’s got to be the wrong key” he whined.

“Let me try” Lucy offered, she gently grabbed his sack with one hand and tried hard to twist the key round, first clockwise, then anti-clockwise. It wouldn’t move. She moved to force it harder. Suddenly Tony was reminded of a caption he’d seen just this morning, some dudes snap the keys into their locks to make the chastity permanent. With a yelp he yanked his junk out of Lucy’s hands.

“Stop!” He cried.

“Woah, I think it was about to turn then.”

He looked down at the key and sure enough it had just started to bend at the thinnest part, not a second too soon, if he had let Lucy push it another second it would have sheered off. Carefully he pulled out the key.

“It wasn’t going to unlock it was going to snap!” He hissed at her.

Lucy’s eyes went wide and she burst out laughing. “Oh my GOD that would have been so fucking funny” she laughed so loud her parents must have heard from the other room.

Pocketing the key, Tony covered his package and pulled his trousers back up. That had been a close shave, his forehead was sweating and his heart pounding like he’d run a marathon. How many cages did Dylan own? Maybe he was wearing a different one for his weekend away and it was that key they’d found?

“Give me that key I’ve got to leave it where it was or he’ll notice” Lucy instructed him, holding her hand out.

“If he hasn’t noticed the cage is missing then he’s not going to notice a key is he?” Tony replied, all the same he handed it back to her. At that moment her parents decided to join them for the rest of the movie, which put an end to any more secret trips up to search Dylan’s bedroom. Once again Tony was forced to accept the friendly offer of a lift home from Lucy’s mum and be deposited back at his house, no closer to a release and exponentially more horny for having been fondled again by Lucy’s delicate hands.

11:20pm: “I’ll come over tomorrow and we can look again?”

11:22pm: “can’t do tomorrow, seeing Brad, sorry champ. You can last a few more days right? Dylan must have the key…maybe he thinks it’s the one we found? I’ll swap them when he’s back”

Tony stared at her response, it had logic to it, but what if Dylan didn’t have the key at all? What if he’d bought a brand new cage when his old one went missing and that was the key they’d found. There were so many reasons why waiting another couple of days wouldn’t guarantee that they’d find the right key.

11:25pm: “I guess, it’s pretty uncomfortable I’ll be honest. When does he get back?”

11:27pm: “not til Monday morning, just learn to not jerk off all the time? Can’t be that hard 😂”