A Changed Man - Chapter 10

Tom thought the previous night was bad, but this second night, Saturday night, was far worse. Almost as soon as Hank had the cage back on him, he had started to get hard again. And all he could think about was what had just happened - being tied up and exposed in front of both of them. And additionally, Hank’s offer when he had begged to touch himself. That had been pretty embarrassing too. Not Hank’s offer, but the way he had begged to touch himself. He had never known it was possible to feel this desperate.

He got undressed for bed and whimpered as he tried to touch himself. His cock was leaking precum profusely out of the end of the cage. He just felt so much need. He felt like he should be angry, like he had started to become the previous day. Railing against the unfairness of it all, and demanding to be let out of not only the cage, but the bet itself. But he wasn’t. He had made and agreed to the bet. Perhaps he hadn’t fully realized how bad it would be, but Hank had tried to warn him. Hank had been so nice through all of this, and doing his best to support Tom, that Tom actually had feelings of gratitude more than anything else.

Which of course made him think again about Hank’s offer to touch him. Hank was gay so presumably it wouldn’t be anything new to him, but Tom felt so torn about it. He most decidedly was not gay, but… would it have harmed him to accept Hank’s offer? It surely would have felt wonderful, and Hank probably knew how to do it better than most women did. That was probably an oversimplification or a stereotype but there might be some truth to it anyway.

That made him wonder for the first time if Hank was attracted to him. Surely not. How could he be? Tom thought that he himself was just okay or average looking, surely a good looking gay man like Hank wouldn’t have any attraction to an average straight man like him. It wasn’t like he had an abundance of personality either. He was quiet and awkward and knew it. Hank was the outgoing type. No, there was no way Hank was attracted to him. He was just a good friend.

That had caged his cock, tied him up, and offered to stroke him.

Tom whimpered with frustration and put on his TV, putting on a science show to try to distract himself. It was many hours before his attempted erection calmed and he was able to finally doze off.

Tom probably got about 4 hours of solid sleep before morning wood awoke him with a groan once again. It was both better and worse than the previous day. It was better in that he was familiar with how it felt so it didn’t come as a complete shock making him want to pound on Hank’s door and demand to be let out of the cage. But it was worse because of how constrained he was and how he was starting to realize that it turned him on more, making the problem even worse. Touching the cage to try to soothe himself did absolutely no good. In fact, everything he could do or think of only seemed to make it worse. He whimpered and that was becoming a familiar sound to his own ears.

He got up and showered, awkwardly cleaning himself through the cage, with the occasional desperate whimper, and then dried off. He told himself that he had showered for himself, but the foremost thing in his thoughts was asking to be freed from the cage for a little while again. He would have some time to wait before he could even ask.

He went and made coffee as the sun just barely started to come up and sat in the living room hoping that Hank didn’t sleep too late.

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Maria was awake next and was looking forward to seeing what the day would bring. Her immediate thoughts were about how to dress today that could further arouse poor Tom and help things passively along. She wasn’t going to do the yoga outfit again. She decided on simplicity and plausibility.

She put on tight white panties that fit well, and then found a thin white tank top which she wore without a bra. There would be some side boob visible, and of course the impression her nipple would leave on the thin fabric. It covered about half of her ass so it would be fairly revealing and should look fairly sexy no matter what she was doing, even if it was just sitting on the couch. She stifled a giggle at tormenting Tom all day without actually having to try. But of course she would be active as much as it would help Hank as well. It was a nice lazy Sunday and there should be some great progress today.

She came out to the living area and Tom immediately looked up. He had such a weird combination of expressions on his face. Embarrassed, aroused, and disappointed? That was very strange. “Good morning Tom,” she said with a friendly smile, “Is everything ok?” she asked coming over. His eyes seemed to take her in despite trying to control himself.

“G-Good morning Maria…I…I am okay. I thought maybe you were Hank and I wanted to ask…I um…it has been a difficult morning,” he stammered. Well, that explained the look of disappointment. He was hoping it was Hank so that he could ask to be let out of the cage again. His desperation was such a turn on. He still had trouble controlling where his eyes went, and she took further advantage and bent over in front of him, giving his cheek and gentle pat with her hand, and saying, “You will have to wait for Hank to ask if he is willing to let you out again, I am afraid,” she said. As expected, his eyes went right now the front of her shirt. It was quite possible with the way her boobs were hanging and the way the tank top fit, he would be able see everything. “He might feel like it is way too soon. Don’t forget that it is up to him and he is under no obligation to let you out until the full month has passed,” she added, trying to emphasize how Hank had the control and it was a favor to let Tom out of the cage at all.

Tom blushed furiously that she knew what he was looking for, and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her small breasts down the front of her tank top. He could even see one of her nipples. “Y-yes, Maria…I…I know…I just…I hope he will agree. I know he doesn’t have to,” Tom said in a meek voice, feeling his cock surge as she patted his cheek.

Maria straightened back up and said, “I hope he does too,” and as his eyes finally met hers, she gave him a wink, and then went off to the kitchen to make her own cup of coffee.

Tom suppressed a whimper at her smile, her wink, and her ass barely covered by the tank top and the panties as she walked away.

And Maria was trying not to laugh with delight. Oh yes, Tom was fully primed and ready to agree to more. She got her coffee and then sat next to him on the couch, pretending not to notice the looks he gave her as she browsed on her phone and enjoyed her coffee.

Tom tried to do the same, but it was impossible not to look at Maria’s bare legs, how much of her panties was visible, and the way her breasts were barely covered by the tank top. He kept shifting himself uncomfortably.

Hank was up about a half hour later and looking forward to a full day of progress with Tom. He was so eager for Tom’s submission to him, but had to remind himself to keep himself in check. He came out to the living area and instantly took in the situation. Maria barely dressed and keeping Tom very aroused, he was sure, and Tom looking up hopefully and almost pleadingly at Hank as he came in. All excellent. Today was going to be fun.

He went into the kitchen to get coffee before sitting down in the chair across from the couch and them. The very chair that Tom had been tied to yesterday. In fact the rope and the cuffs were still sitting on the floor next to the chair. “Good morning guys. How is everyone today?” he said pleasantly.

Maria beamed at him and replied, “Excellent! A nice lazy Sunday!”

Tom licked his lips after raising his head to look at Hank. He had been looking at Maria’s legs as she spoke.

“I…I am okay. I just…I…I have never felt like this before…” Tom said, almost mumbling, and definitely blushing.

“I know Tom. It is a big adjustment. I am not saying the desperation will go away, or even get better, but you will become more used to feeling it,” Hank said with a smile, pretty sure he was spelling out what Tom’s issue this morning was.

Tom wanted to whimper at that, but instead he asked directly, “I…I was wondering if I could have some more time out of the cage this morning?” His tone was hopeful and almost pleading.

Hank hid the smile he wanted to break into, and instead appeared to be considering. “I don’t know Tom. You were just out less than 12 hours ago. I am not sure it is a good idea to be out again so soon.”

Tom looked crestfallen and panicked all at once and now his tone was pleading, “Please Hank. I never felt like I needed anything more. Just for a little while, please?”

Maria’s eyes were sparkling at Hank and he gave her an almost imperceptible nod.

“Perhaps Hank would reconsider if you made it easier for him? It is a lot of work to have you strip and then tie you to the chair after all. Seems to me, if this is something that Hank is inclined to do for you, which he is under no obligation to do, you should make it easier for him,” Maria said, making sure to move her legs to give Tom a slightly different view.

Tom looked at her, feeling a bit bewildered. “Wh-what can I do that might help?”

She looked him directly in the eye, and with a sly smile said, “Agree to be naked at all times when you are home. We’ve both seen it all, and that way anytime Hank agrees to let you out, you are ready for him. So, agree to not wear anything but the cage for the rest of the month…”