“See you in a week, man.”

Lounging at his desk, Zach watched the door to his dorm room slam closed as his roommate headed out. It was the Saturday before spring break, and while most of the student population was headed home, Zach was stuck. In anticipation of the long drive home, he took his beater of a car to the local shop for an oil change. But, as luck would have it, the car needed more than an oil change. Much more. So, essentially, Zach was forced to spend the entire break on the mostly deserted campus.

But at least this gave Zach the opportunity to wear his chastity belt. As long as he could remember, he’d been fascinated by the concept of being locked and denied, whether it was him or the photo of some random girl on the internet. When he left home for college, he was finally able to act on his fascination, first trying a cheap plastic cage, before graduating to a steel cage, to finally a full chastity belt. Sure, it cost him a pretty penny, working every waking moment he wasn’t in class or studying, but he was the proud owner of a real live, inescapable chastity belt.

Unfortunately, the housing situation in the dorm wasn’t nearly as private as Zach would have liked, so he was relegated to wearing the belt during the odd weekend that his roommate was out of town, but with spring break finally here, Zach had the opportunity to actually wear the belt as long as he wanted.

With his roommate gone for the week, Zach wasted no time. Reaching under his bed, he pulled out a small suitcase, locked with a simple combination lock. Hands shaking, Zach dialed in the combination, before unzipping the suitcase to reveal his secret fetish. The steel of the belt gleamed in the light streaming in the window, as Zach gently picked up the belt and the unlocked padlock before setting both items on the bed in front of him.

He could see the small tube that would securely deny him until he unlocked the belt, and he began to feel his cock swell with anticipation. While not hung like a horse, Zach certainly felt like he wasn’t small by any means. Quickly unbuckling his pants and slipping them down along with his boxers in one quick sweep, Zach collapsed on his bed next to the belt. He was already growing erect, and he began to slowly stroke, staring at the belt that would soon be securely locked around his body, denying him any pleasure.

Zach could feel his cock harden, as he slowly but firmly stroked up and down, drifting faster and faster towards and orgasm. With panting breath, he could feel himself at the edge, knowing he needed just a few more strokes to finish. Precum was dripping down his hard shaft, and his cock was pulsing, needing just one more ounce of stimulation. He was so close, he could feel it. He slowed down his pace, trying desperately to stay on the edge. Just barely circling the head of his dripping cock with his finger, Zach was panting, knowing that one more touch, one more stroke would bring him the glorious orgasm that was building deep within his body.

But, with a soft moan, Zach pulled his hand away from his engorged cock. What would be the point of cumming now, right before he would lock on the belt? If he was going to wear the belt, he wanted the full experience. Reluctantly, he resisted the urge to finish, as he laid on the bed, watching his cock bob back and forth, so close to cumming, but quickly falling away from the edge he had just ridden. As Zach calmed down, his mind was running. Should he really go through with locking on the belt for spring break? Or should he just give in to temptation, and give himself the orgasm that was so close just a few minutes ago?

No, he thought. This is a golden opportunity to wear the belt for more than a day or two. So, before he could change his mind, Zach jumped off the bed, grabbing the belt in the process. Hands shaking, he took the waistband and slid it around his hips, gasping as the cold metal grazed his warm skin. Pulling the band tight, Zach paused for a second, before grabbing the crotch shield, with the infernal steel tube that would shortly be encasing his still partially erect cock. He pulled the band between his legs, gently threading his still dripping cock into the tube, before pulling the band up and snapping everything together. Picking up the lock, Zach slid the shackle through the locking post. With a deep breath, he squeezed.

Click.

He was locked! Immediately, Zach’s cock began to swell again, both from the previous edging session along with the additional stimulation of the steel tube that was now not only encasing his throbbing cock, but also preventing it from getting anywhere near big or hard. Zach simply stood in the center of his dorm room, running his hands across the belt, feeling the tightness of the waistband, and the smooth crotch shield that was imprisoning his cock. He played with the small padlock that so simply but so effectively denied his cock any stimulation or pleasure. With a groan, Zach tried in vain to manipulate the belt, trying to feel any sensation on his locked cock, but he knew that it was a futile effort. Until he unlocked the belt, he was a victim of his own desires.

As the thrill of simply clicking the lock shut began to fade, Zach realized that he couldn’t just stay in his dorm room for the next week. He’d have to leave to eat, and without the ability to touch himself, there was only so much porn he could watch on his computer. Heading to his dresser, he grabbed his boxers and slid them up over the steel belt before doing the same with his shorts. Looking in the mirror, Zach confirmed that the belt wasn’t visible, so he grabbed a tee shirt, slipping it over his head. A pair of sneakers, and his wallet to pay for lunch, and Zach was nervously ready to head out in public, locked up in his belt.

As Zach headed down the stairs from his dorm room, he could feel every inch of steel encircling his waist and crotch. While it didn’t hurt, he knew he would never forget he was wearing the belt. And every step sent another wave of sensations through his body. His locked cock tried to respond in kind, but it was no match for the steel prison locked around his throbbing member. Each step reminded Zach how trapped he really was, and he could feel his cock involuntarily twitch as it strained in the belt. With a soft moan, Zach felt a stream of precum pulse out of his denied cock. He had planned to wear the belt as long as possible, but the sensations streaming through his body were giving him second thoughts. Maybe after lunch, he’d unlock the belt and give himself the orgasm he didn’t get just a few minutes ago.

Reaching the lobby of his dorm, Zach took a deep breath. He was about to head out in public for the first time while locked. Pushing open the door, he stepped outside into the bright sun and the campus common area. Breathing a sigh of relief, Zach could see that the campus was deserted. He headed towards the campus deli, happy that he could delay interacting with any of his peers until both he and his restrained cock could calm down. With each step towards the deli, his nerves began to calm, and he began to get used to the belt being locked around his body. Once there, he grabbed a premade hoagie and a bottle of soda and quickly paid the cashier before heading to the door, planning to eat lunch back in his dorm. Pushing the deli door open with his foot, he was focused on not dropping his lunch when he literally bumped into her.

It was Mandy, a girl in his civics class. Petite, with short black hair, horn-rimmed glasses, and brown eyes, she exuded the quintessential girl-next-door vibe. While they never really talked, Zach had certainly focused on her more often than not, especially the more boring lectures.

With a gasp, Zach jumped, dropping his lunch in the process.

“Sorry,“ she uttered. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“It’s ok,” Zach replied. “I wasn’t expecting to run into anyone. Literally.”

“That’s funny,” Mandy chuckled. “Oh, I’m Mandy. I don’t think we ever actually talked before.”

Zach couldn’t believe it. Here he was, locked in his chastity belt for the first time in public, and he runs into the cute girl from his civics class. And even though she was dressed casually in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt, he could still make out the outline of her perfectly shaped body.

“I’m Zach,” he replied,

“Nice to meet you,” Mandy smiled. “I guess all the cool kids are staying on campus for spring break. Too bad they don’t know the fun they are missing.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” Zach turned to leave, anxious to return to the safety of his dorm room.

“Hey, before you go, I know this is a bit random, but do you want to hang out? We can watch a movie or whatever. Just something to pass the time?” Mandy asked.

Zach froze. “Uh,” he stammered, “sure, why not?” His mind was spinning. Hanging out with Mandy would be something to do, but he couldn’t do it while locked. If he could get back to his dorm, he could take off the belt, and then he’d be free to chill with his classmate. “How about I take my food back to my room, and then I’ll find you?”

Mandy cocked her head. “Sure, that’s fine. Or I could grab some food too, and we could eat together. It’s only been a few hours, and I’m already bored out of my gourd!”

Zach didn’t know what to do. He had to get out of the belt, but he certainly couldn’t tell her that! She’d think he was a freak or something!

“I’d love to,” he replied, “but I just remembered, I promised I would call my friend real quick over lunch.”

“Oh, ok,” Mandy frowned. “That’s cool."

“But after I call them, I’ll find you. Is that ok?”

Mandy’s frown turned to a smile. “Yeah, that works!”

Zach smiled in relief. He could take of the chastity belt, and then spend some time with this cute and charming girl. “Great, I’ll see you in, let’s say, an hour?”

Mandy giggled. “You don’t even know what dorm I’m in!”

“Oh, right,” Zach stammered. “I don’t!”

“I’m in Woodcrest, building A. I’ll meet you outside,” she replied with a smile.

“Sounds good. See you in an hour!”

With that, Zach turned and nearly sprinted back to his dorm. While he was disappointed that he would take off the chastity belt, he was ecstatic that he just got invited to hang with Mandy. Jogging up the stairs to his room, the belt feeling tighter and tighter with each step, Zach pulled his room keys out of his pocket, nearly dropping them with excitement as he opened the door. Pushing the door closed with his foot, Zach threw his lunch on his desk before heading for the still-open suitcase at the foot of his bed. He dropped to his knees, anxious to get the key to release him from his chastity belt prison. As his eyes scanned the interior of the suitcase, Zach suddenly remembered with agonizing clarity…so he would never lose them, the keys to his chastity belt were on his car key ring. At the mechanic. Who was closed for the weekend.

Zach sank to his heels in disbelief. He was absolutely stuck in his chastity belt until he could get his car back from the mechanic, and that was going to be at least a week. Despite the fact that Zack’s brain was reeling from this information, his cock began pulse in the belt, trying desperately to grow hard within the confines of the steel tube. Frantically pulling at the padlock, Zach tried in vain to free himself from the belt, but his hands were no match for the hard steel keeping him from finding relief from his growing arousal and desperation.

And what was he going to do about Mandy? There was no way he could go and hang out with her while he was locked in the belt! But, there was also no way he could just blow her off. Not only did he really want to hang out with her, but it would be incredibly rude to just not show up.

Trying to ignore his throbbing cock, Zach tried to calm himself down. You’re jumping to conclusions, he thought. She just wants to hang out. You’re not going over there to have sex with her. It’s not like being locked in the belt will keep you from spending a few hours with her.

Taking a deep breath, Zach realized he was overreacting. He could spend the afternoon with Mandy, and he didn’t really need to be unlocked. In an effort to calm down, Zach sat down at his desk to eat his almost forgotten lunch. With each bite, Zach’s nerves began to settle, and he started to look forward to the afternoon, even with the belt securely locked. With lunch finished, Zach had just enough time to grab a quick shower before heading to find Mandy. Finishing his shower, he re-dressed and grabbed an Oxford to throw over his t-shirt. Might as well look nice to hang out with her, he thought.

Realizing that he was cutting it close, Zach took a deep breath before heading out the door. You can do this; he chanted to himself. Just act normal. She’ll never realize a thing.

With that thought, Zach made his way towards the Woodcrest dorm complex, trying desperately to ignore his needy and imprisoned cock. You’ll be fine, he kept repeating over and over. Just enjoy yourself. And with that, he rounded the corner to see Mandy, waiting with a smile on one of the benches in the courtyard. Even at a distance, he could see that she had also changed from her shorts and tee to a yellow sundress. Zach moaned as his body reacted in the expected way, knowing that there was no relief for him anytime soon.

“Hey there, Zach!” Mandy called. “I’m so glad you came. I was worried you would blow me off.”

Zach just chuckled nervously. If only she knew. “You look really nice,” he replied. “You didn’t have to dress up just for me.”

“Oh this?” she replied. “It’s nothing. But I’m glad you like it.”

Zach could feel his cock trying to break through the chastity belt. “It looks great on you,” he stammered, hoping she didn’t hear his voice crack from the arousal he was feeling.

“I’m glad you approve!” Mandy did a quick twirl, showing off not only her dress but her toned body as well.

Zach stifled a moan.

“What’s wrong, silly? You never saw a girl in a dress before?”

Embarrassed, Zach tried to smile. “I have, just…well…you look really nice.”

“Thanks,” Mandy replied. “You look nice too. And thanks for coming to hang with me today. Now, what do you want to do?”

Zach hadn’t thought that far. “I have no idea,” he chuckled. “I guess, whatever you want.”

Mandy smiled. “Awesome. Did you want to watch a movie? Or, something else?”

“A movie sounds fine,” he replied. At least there would be something to distract both of them, and he wouldn’t have to worry about her discovering the belt.

“A movie it is,” she confirmed, as she spun on her heels, heading for her dorm building.

Zach followed quickly behind, admiring Mandy’s perfect ass as she walked. Trying desperately to stay calm, he willed himself to think about anything that wasn’t sexual, but between Mandy and her sundress, he was losing the battle.

When they reached her room, Mandy opened the door and stepped inside. “Come on in. As you know, these dorms aren’t much, but they’re home!” Much like Zach’s dorm, Mandy’s room was arranged almost identically. There was a double bed along one wall with her desk opposite. A dresser, a mini fridge, and a small walk-in closet completed the room.

“I hope you don’t mind if we just sit on the bed for the movie,” Mandy said. “But it’s a lot more comfortable than sitting on the floor.’

Zach nodded his head, knowing that his voice would fail him as his confined cock throbbed in the belt.

“What do you want to watch?” she asked.

Trying unsuccessfully to ignore the sensations coursing through his body, Zach could barely respond. “Whatever you want,” he croaked.

Mandy looked at him quizzically. “Are you ok?”

“Yeah,” Zach replied. “I’m fine.”

“Want something to drink?” she asked. “I’d be a terrible hostess if I didn’t offer!” She opened the mini-fridge with a sly grin. “Don’t tell the RA, but I snuck some wine in, knowing spring break would be excruciating stuck here on campus.”

Zach smiled. “Wine would be great, thanks.”

After serving Zach a Dixie cup of wine and loading a movie on Hulu, Mandy collapsed onto her bed and began arranging her pillows. “Come on, make yourself comfortable. We can pretend like this is a sofa.”

Zach gently lowered himself onto the bed, carefully trying to move like he wasn’t locked in the belt. Once the movie started, Zach began to relax and enjoy the movie. He discovered that Mandy picked something that would entertain both of them, and they were soon both laughing at the same jokes and generally enjoying each other’s company. What Zach also noticed was that as the movie progressed,

Mandy seemed to keep shifting closer and closer to him on the bed, and before long, she was close enough that they were almost touching. Trying not to panic, Zach was acutely aware of his chastity belt and the challenge it posed if she got any closer, and trying to focus on the movie. But it was no use. His body was reacting exactly how any warm-blooded male would act sitting on a bed with an attractive girl, who was slowly but surely moving closer and closer to him.

Then, it happened. It happened to be one of the more tender moments of the film when, without warning, Mandy turned to Zach and kissed him. Hard. Moments later, she pulled away.

“Oh, shit.” She sighed. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

Zach didn’t know what to say. On one hand, he liked that kiss. A lot. On the other hand, he was mortified she’d find out about the belt.

“I’m such an idiot,” she continued. “If you want to go, it’s perfectly fine.”

But Zach didn’t want to go, and after thinking for a moment, he knew what choice he would make. “You’re not an idiot,” he softly replied. “And to be honest, I liked that very much.”

Mandy’s frown relaxed into a smile. “You did?”

Zach didn’t reply. Instead, he leaned in and kissed her, chastity belt be damned. He desperately needed to feel her lips on his again.

With a sigh of content, Mandy leaned in, and the two kissed. Tentatively at first, and then with more passion and arousal. As they kissed, their hands began exploring each other’s bodies. His hands cupped her firm breasts, confirming his earlier suspicion that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He found her nipples, eliciting a soft squeal as he gently rolled them between his fingers, feeling them swell with arousal. As he continued to tease her nipples, he could feel her hands slowly work down his back. Zach knew the inevitable was about to happen, but he was powerless to stop it. Mandy’s hands reached the top edge of his shorts, and he stiffened in fear.

“Are you ok?” she whispered. “Are we going too fast?”

Zach just moaned. “No, not at all.” He had no idea how he was going to tell her about his predicament, and there was nothing he was going to do to stop her.

“Ok, good. Because I’ve wanted to do this to you for a long time,” she cooed in his ear. Her hands passed over the edge of his shorts, and he could feel her hands on his ass, gently massaging them with her fingers. With a sigh of relief, he realized that the band of the chastity belt was hidden by his belt in his shorts.

Becoming more and more aroused, not only by Mandy kissing him and massaging his ass, Zach was emboldened to explore even more. His hands left her now sensitive and throbbing nipples, and worked their way down to her tight ass.

“Are you not wearing any panties?” he whispered.

“I was hoping you’d discover that little tidbit tonight,” she responded in his ear. “Do you like?”

Zach’s cock throbbed in the belt. “Oh, absolutely.” His arousal was completely overpowering any worries about Mandy discovering that he was locked.

“Do you want to see more?” With a sly smile, Mandy untangled herself from Zach’s arms before standing up in front of him. One finger at a time, she slid her hands under the straps of her sundress, slowly letting it slide down her body, revealing two perfect breasts and then a perfectly trimmed landing strip with a glistening wet pussy below.

Zach just stared in disbelief. “Wow, you’re beautiful.”

“You think so?” she replied.

“Oh, absolutely,” he sighed, feeling his cock pulse with desire. His eyes drank in her beautiful body, absorbing every detail.

“Well, mister, I showed you mine, now you show me yours,” Mandy slyly smiled. She leaned in, putting her hands on Zach’s thighs, giving him a close-up view of her perfectly formed breasts and hard nipples. “Do I have to come and get it?” she whispered, before leaning in and kissing him again. He could feel her hands work down his chest, getting closer and closer to his imprisoned cock.

Zach tried to steady his breathing, knowing that the inevitable was about to happen. Her hands reached his belt, and he could feel her fumbling with the buckle. His breath quickened as she finally managed to unclasp it, before pulling it open and tugging at the button on his shorts.

“Wanna help a girl out?” Mandy asked as she struggled with his shorts.

Zach moaned. This was it. The moment of truth. He couldn’t stop himself, even if he wanted to. Without saying a word, he unbuttoned his shorts and slowly, inch by inch, pulled the zipper down.

“I can’t wait to see what we have down here,” Mandy cooed, grabbing Zach’s hands and pulling him to his feet.

“Mandy, I…” Zach stammered.

“It’s ok. I like you. A lot. There is nothing to be nervous about.”

Zach sighed with content. “Are you sure?” he asked.

“What are you worried about?” she laughed. “After all, only one of us is naked right now, and fair is fair.”

Zach nodded.

Mandy dropped to her knees, tugging at the hem of Zach’s shorts. As his shorts hit the floor, she reached out, placing her delicate hand on his thigh. Slowly, she worked her way up his leg to the edge of his boxers. Zach stifled a moan, knowing how aroused he was, and also knowing what Mandy was about to discover. Mandy’s fingers slowly moved higher and higher, and it finally happened. Her index finger collided with the rubber lining of the crotch shield. With a quizzical look on her face, Mandy gingerly moved her hand to cup what should have been Zach’s balls.  After a second, she dropped her hand.

“Well, this is a surprise.”

Zach gulped, sure that his time with Mandy was about to come to an end. “I’m sorry. I can explain.”

“Don’t say anything,” she replied with a devious smile. “I think I know exactly what this is, and before anything else happens, I also think I’m ok with it. I’m surprised, but ok. So, let’s see it, mister. Drop the boxers.”

Sheepishly, Zach pulled his boxers down, letting them drop on the floor with his shorts. Mandy sat back and stared at his chastity belt on full display. She slowly ran her fingers over the crotch shield, playing with the lock that held the belt together. Gently, she began tapping her nails, exactly where Zach’s erect cock would be if it wasn’t locked.

“Can you feel that?” she asked.

“I wish,” Zach sighed.

“Interesting,” she replied as she began tapping harder, running her fingers up and down the shield. “Can you feel that?”

“Not a thing,” he replied.

“Can you have an orgasm in that thing?”

“Nope, not even close,” he whispered.

“Hmm. Interesting,” she whispered. “Where are the keys?”

Zach hung his head. “That’s a long story.”

“Oh really? Maybe we should save the story for later.” Mandy just sat on the floor, staring at the chastity belt that was securely locked around Zach’s waist.

After what felt like an eternity of Mandy inspecting Zach’s chastity belt, she closed her eyes.

“Are you mad at me?” Zach questioned.

Mandy rose to her feet, putting a finger on his lips. “Shhh.” She then replaced her finger with her lips, kissing Zach deeply as she spun him around so she was against the bed. Mandy fell back on the bed, splaying her legs wide. “I will say, this was not how I expected this afternoon to go, but knowing that you are locked up with no way to get any satisfaction is turning me on.”

Zach’s jaw dropped, absorbing not only her words but also her naked and aroused body, on full display. “And what does that mean for me?” he tentatively asked.

“We’ll worry about you and your predicament later,” Mandy answered. “For now, there are needs that I have.”

“But, I’m locked,” he replied, pointing down to the belt.

“I know. But your tongue isn’t,” she whispered. “Now get over here, and make me feel good.”

To be continued?