Slumbering Toad
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The Locked Swimmer 3
🕑 Added 2025-07-16 10:00:05 +0000 UTCEveryone in this story is 18+.
Practice seemed to drag on forever. I couldn’t say whether I was excited or nervous to take Cooper up on his plan; probably a bit of both. Either way, it felt like ages before we were finally dismissed to the locker room. The two of us lingered, waiting for the rest of the team to disperse. Twenty plus college guys, all in various states of undress. Some were rinsing off the chlorine in the shower, while others were toweling dry or changing into their street clothes. It was a good ten minutes before we were finally left alone.
“You ready, Nate?” Cooper asked. There was a hint of eagerness to his voice.
“I think so,” I replied. The problem was, post-practice was when I usually jerked off. The blood was pumping, there was a bit of satisfying soreness from the workout, and the cherry on top: I got to see half of my teammates naked. Nine times out of ten I left practice horny and ready to rub one out. This was one of those days.
“Come here,” he said.
I followed Cooper to the back of the locker room, ignoring the growing boner in my swim briefs. Fortunately, the tight fit kept everything in place for now.
My friend opened one of the lockers, digging through his things until he found what he was looking for. “I got this right after we talked about it,” he said. “I wasn’t sure if you’d agree to it, but I wanted to be ready.” He opened the box to reveal a small metal cage. Emphasis on small. It was paired with an indistinct key, along with an insertable lock that presumably went in place after everything was assembled.
“It’s… smaller than I thought it would be,” I said.
“Don’t worry, I did my research. Besides, you wouldn’t want it showing through your speedo anyway. The smaller the better.” He reached into the box and grabbed the chastity cage. “Now come on, drop those briefs so we can get this thing on you!”
I could feel my own heart beating, my pulse quickening. This was it. There would be no turning back after this. I slipped my thumbs into the waistband of my briefs, then hesitated. Obviously, Coop had seen me naked before; there’s not much modesty when it comes to a swim team locker room. But this was different. This was far more intimate.
“You’re ready for this,” Coop said encouragingly.
He was right. I nodded, took a deep breath, then dropped my swimsuit to the ground. My dick sprang out, embarrassingly much harder than I thought it was. I was average in size, though being shaved smooth helped my dick look a little bigger. Shaving was pretty common for swimmers; I found that most of the guys on my team liked to clean up down there. If you were already going through the effort of shaving your chest for a little less water resistance, you might as well finish the job.
“Wow,” my friend said. He didn’t mean to, but his reaction only added to the humiliation.
“Let’s just get it over with, okay?”
I expected him to jump into action, considering how excited he’d been about this whole plan. But instead, Cooper put the box down on a nearby bench, along with the cage itself. He placed his hands on his hips, staring at my dick with a curious look on his face.
“What?” I asked. I could feel my face getting warm, the awkward situation starting to get to me. It was hard not to feel self-conscious standing naked in front of your best friend. Especially when you have a boner.
“It’s just… you can’t put it on if you’re hard. It doesn’t work that way.”
“What do you mean, ‘it doesn’t work that way’?” I asked.
“Nate. That is not gonna fit in here. Do you expect it to magically shrink?”
I leaned my back against the wall. “Well what am I supposed to do, then? I don’t see this going away any time soon.”
He opened his mouth to speak, then quickly shut it. His cheeks flushed, and suddenly he was the one looking embarrassed.
“What?” I said.
He looked to the ground. “I was thinking that… well, we just need to get you off first.”
I glanced down at my rock-hard dick. It would be good to jack off one last time before committing to all of this. “Maybe-”
“Sorry!” Cooper blurted out. “I didn’t mean to put you on the spot. It was just a thought. We can try again later or something.” He collected the box and cage, then turned to put it back in his locker.
Almost by instinct, my hand reached out to stop him. “Wait,” I said. “I think… I think I’m willing to try it.”
He looked surprised. “Really?”
I nodded.
He placed the items back on the bench. “Do you trust me?”
“Yeah, Coop. I do.”
His shoulders rose and fell as he took a deep inhale, then let it all out. “Okay,” he said softly. “Close your eyes, then.”
My heart was racing. My palms felt sweaty. I shut my eyes, then waited. A second passed. Then another. All I could hear was the sound of our breathing, the two of us alone in the locker room. Until he leaned in and kissed me.
