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He had to pee.
Was the thought that ran through Yoongi’s head, palming at the caged cock that was still needing release. Hoseok has played with his dick every day after coming home and not once has Yoongi found any release. But along with that, Hoseok has found that he greatly enjoys having control of when Yoongi may empty his bladder as well. The problem with that is when he’s running late coming home.
Like today.
Yoongi sat at the door, patiently, like a the good kitten that he is. And he needed to go. His hands were stuffed into leather mitts that Hoseok got. They even had cat paw prints on them, to fit Yoongi the best. A gag was in his mouth, drool coming down his chin as he lightly pawed at the cage.
He had a collar on with a small bell, and attached to the collar were two thin chains leading down to the clamps hanging on Yoongi’s nipples. He was careful to keep them on, Hoseok liked to have everything perfect for when he came home. Exactly how he left him. A black tail curling around his legs are attached to a plug inserted in his ass, stimulation constant on his prostate for over 8 hours.
A whine escaped his through, saliva around the gag bubbling and sliding down his chin, his breath coming out in pants. The constant stimulation from his ass and urethra exciting him and his neglected cock struggling against the restraints, his bladder past full and adding to the fire already ignited in Yoongi’s groin.
Finally, finally, the door handle turned and in came Hoseok.
“Ah, sorry hyung,” a small, sheepish smile on his face, “work kept me longer then I intended.”
Another whine came up from Yoongi, while he pawed at his cage, tears of relief stinging his eyes. Hoseok leaned down, hooking a finger on the chain on one Yoongi’s nipples, pulling it up earning a muffled moan. Hoseok let out a chuckle and flicked the clamp before standing back up and making his way into the home away from the doorway.
“Come on kitten, I’m going to change and then let you go to the bathroom. You’ve been waiting for a while.” Yoongi trailed behind Hoseok slowly to not jostle anything more than he has been already. Hoseok quickly got changed into some comfortable clothing and found Yoongi still on the floor, eyes glazed and waiting.
Hoseok bit his lip, always loving seeing his kitten waiting and ready for him. He moved to the bathroom and motioned Yoongi to follow.
“Come on, Kitten, time to go.”
Yoongi followed eagerly, awaiting the moment when he can finally empty his bladder.
“Ok, hyung,” Hoseok opened the door to the standing shower, “we’re going in here today, come on.” Yoongi crawled into the shower, Hoseok behind him, leaning down and whisper into his ear, “Spread your legs and put your arms behind your head, Kitten.”
Yoongi shivered as he did what Hoseok asked, balancing on his toes as he spread open his legs for Hoseok. Hoseok grabbed a pair of cuffs from his pocket and hooked Yoongi’s wrists to his collar, then dragging his hands down Yoongi’s torso, pulling on the nipple clamps once again before removing them fully. He then circled the sensitive buds, teasing them and enjoying the mewls and gasps from his kitten a little more, before lowering his hands to the cage between his kittens legs.
“You’ve waited so patiently, but you remember, right Kitten? You can’t go, until I say so.” His voice was low and breathy and Yoongi found his breaths coming out more shallow, excitement building from not only going to the bathroom, but his dick finally getting freed from its prison. If only for a few minutes.
Hoseok brought out the key, finally, and unlocked the small cage before pulling it off slowly, dragging the urethra plug slowly out. Yoongi almost came from just that, but Hoseok would stop whenever Yoongi looked like he was getting too much pleasure.
Finally the thing was off and Yoongi felt the cold air hit his already erect dick, standing up firmly, red, hard, and leaking precum. Hoseok lightly ran his fingers over the sensitive dick, the member twitching from just that.
“Kitten, you’re so beautiful like this,” Hoseok mumbled into the skin of his right arm, trailing kisses down to his armpit as his hand came down to fondle at his balls. Yoongi whined and grunted, his body on fire and each touch sending waves of pleasure through him. He still has to pee!
Hoseok moved from the balls to the plug in his ass and started tugging. “Let’s take this out so it doesn’t get dirty.” He admired the tail attached to plug before slowly starting to pull it out, occasionally shifting it to graze against his prostate. Each time Yoongi’s breath would hitch and his dick would bounce in need for release.
“I’m going to try something today, hyung, while I have you full like this.” Hoseok massaged Yoongi’s lower stomach, grazing by his dick in the process with each rub, it was almost difficult to hear what Hoseok was saying. “I’m going to play a game with you, kitten. I’m going to rub your dick, slowly, and if you can’t pee in twenty seconds then you’re going to wait another hour. Ok, kitten.”
Yoongi’s heart rate escalated at the thought of having to hold it in for another hour, but Hoseok wanted it. Who was he to deny what Hoseok wanted? So he nodded and Hoseok smiled, kissing down his torso, one hand came to play with a nipple while the other grabbed his phone and set a timer.
“Ready?” The hand that was playing with his nipple travelled down to the red, frustrated dick and held at the base. “Twenty seconds. Go.”
As Yoongi closed his eyes and focused on his need to pee, the hand began is slow, twisting strokes. Yoongi pushed on his bladder, but his hard on was making it difficult to get anything out. He tried to relax around the loose, methodical grip, once again focusing on urinating over anything.
“Ten seconds, hyung,” Hoseok whispered, then trailing kissing behind and around his ear, his other hand trailing on his torso once again, moving from fondling his nipples to massaging his lower stomach.
Yoongi panted, thighs and legs shaking in need, he focused on loosening his muscles. He was so close.
“Five.”
His panting got heavier as he felt the pressure in his bladder.
“Four.”
It felt like it was loosening slightly. He focused on that rather than the thumb swiping across his tip.
“Three.”
Yoongi mewled as he felt something finally push through his dick.
“Two.”
He was peeing! Well, not completely. His hard dick making it hard to have a steady flow, the pee was coming in spurts. But there was some type of release. It was euphoric. He put pressure on his bladder again, hoping to get the flow moving, when Hoseok’s hand gripped his base tightly.
“One.”
Yoongi felt the sob rip in his throat before hearing it muffled through the gag. It was torture, feeling release and having it stopped abruptly. He shook his hips against the grip, frustration building, sweat coating his body.
“Now, kitten, we had an agreement.” Hoseok pulled something from behind him and before Yoongi understood what it was, the item was shoved into his urethra plugging it up. He gasped and choked around the gag at the feeling. “This will make sure there are no accidents for the next hour.” Hoseok’s index finger pressed on the tip of the urethra plug where there were small bristles attached, stimulating the tip with just that. “There’s a thick part of the plug inside of your dick, making sure nothing gets through.” He stroked Yoongi’s dick a couple of times, throwing Yoongi off balance at the pleasure, a constant fire in his belly from the bladder and the need constant need to come.
“Come on, lets clean you up, kitten.” Hoseok unclipped the leather paws off Yoongi’s arms, but Yoongi still found them clasped behind his head, attached to the color. “To make sure you don’t go touching yourself, I’m going to keep your hands restrained.”
He then took the gag off and Yoongi worked through the sore jaw that’s been propped open since Hoseok left for work that day. Hoseok helped Yoongi stand and turned the water on, earning a shout from Yoongi at the cold water hitting him suddenly. Hoseok laughed, “Sorry, we need to clean you up, hyung.” Before proceeding to strip his own clothes off and step in the shower when the water was just right.
He lathered their bodies in soap, moving slowly down Yoongi’s arms, working into his armpits and sending shivers through Yoongi’s small frame. He massaged the soap around Yoongi breasts and stomach, occasionally pinching the perky pink buds. He moved his soapy hands up and down Yoongi’s legs and thighs, getting close to ass and balls, yet not touching them. Each touch sent electric currents to Yoongi’s standing dick.
“Please, Hobi. Please.” Yoongi wasn’t sure what he was pleading for. Hoseok won’t let him cum. He liked Yoongi frustrated.
Hoseok stood and gently stroked Yoongi’s cheek, smiling softly and bringing him close to his body.
“There’s something really cool about that plug I put in, hyung.” His eyes held mirth, but Yoongi only got worried.
“W-what?” He asked uncertainly, breath hitching as he felt Hoseok’s soapy hand play with the bristles of the plug, before soaping the rest of the aching dick.
“I just have to get some more soap on it, give me one second.”
Hoseok took the body wash and kneeled eye level to Yoongi’s dick, he took some of the plug out to make room between Yoongi’s tip and the bristles. Yoongi groaned at the feeling of the inside moving. Hoseok ignored this and got a nice glob or body wash on the tip of Yoongi’s dick before inserting the plug completely once again.
He then opened the shower door and reached for something on the sink, a remote from what Yoongi was able to see from Hoseok’s large frame blocking his view. Before he knew it he was arching and moaning as the bristles on the plug started twisting and turning on his sensitive tip.
Hoseok’s smile was wide when he pulled the loud man closer to his body and bringing him into a long kiss. His tongue worked it’s way into Yoongi’s moaning lips and Yoongi found himself pressed on the shower wall, a knee between his thighs keeping them apart and two hands soaping his ass and moving around his balls. The stimulation was becoming a lot and Yoongi began grinding onto the thigh holding him up, as his knees have been reduced to jelly.
Hoseok’s hands massaged the hole of Yoongi’s ass, moving in a circle before dipping down to the taint. He moved from asshole to taint in long but slow stroke, tongue never leaving Yoongi’s mouth as the smaller man gasped and moaning around his tongue and lips. He would fondle his balls holding the semen that would not be released, and stroked the twitching, frustrated cock that begged for release, stroking where the bristled continued their assault on the aching thing.
Hoseok could come just looking at Yoongi right now.
He did have to stop his ministrations at some point, needing to wash off their bodies from the soap, though he kept bristles moving even then. Yoongi was barely holding his body up when Hoseok moved the shower head over his body, the tears and saliva being washed away with the soap, but no doubt will be returning before the day is over regardless.
Hoseok then turned the water pressure to hard stream, “Don’t move, Yoongi.” Before aiming it at his cock and balls. Yoongi sobbed against the waters pressure as Hoseok moved up and down his aching cock all around to Yoongi’s hole and back again. Yoongi bit lip in order to keep from screaming in frustration. Hoseok then turned off the water and bristles, and stepped back and Yoongi was gasping for air, looking absolutely destroyed. Hoseok was hard, though he paid it no mind as he toweled Yoongi off, doing one quick stroke with the towel on Yoongi’s dick that had him twitching and whining.
“Alright, I’m going to prep you for the next hour wait, kitten.”
Yoongi found his hands moving from around his neck to being tied behind his back in tight knots, elbows bent and barely going down mid back. Hoseok them took out two items from his bag.
“This is going to go on your nipples, hyung. See they’re sticky so they stick to you.” Hoseok showed Yoongi the item, they were pink and looked like a starfish. The center, though, was what concerned Yoongi. “And they have the same bristles that your urethra has. Isn’t that cool!”
He stuck the nipple stickies on and put a remote on the sink that would turn them on, before taking out more items. He gagged Yoongi again, though this time it wasn’t to close off his mouth, this one was propping it open for full view. It was a metallic thing and not very comfortable, and there was a way for Hoseok to adjust just how open he wanted Yoongi’s mouth. Once satisfied, Hoseok locked the gag around his head and admired Yoongi’s open mouth, moving his fingers inside and dragging saliva around his lips. He moved his fingers on Yoongi’s tongue heading to the back of his throat, he worked in and out as Yoongi stood, way of stopping him.
He then wrapped a material around Yoongi’s waist and hip bones, there was a harder piece of plastic within the material that Yoongi felt rubbing on his lower stomach. It wasn’t too uncomfortable until Hoseok tightened it and the plastic dug into his bladder and he was feeling the need to go increase largely. “It’s a belt that’ll keep pressure on your bladder for the next hour, since you did lose, you should feel what you lost, right?” Another black tail was brought out attached to a phallic looking piece and inserted into Yoongi’s hole. The last touch was a pair of black cat ears that Hoseok placed on Yoongi’s head.
“Beautiful kitten. My kitten,” Hoseok whispered before kissing around Yoongi’s lips. “Ok, let’s go kitten.” Hoseok moved out of the bathroom with Yoongi trailing behind him and watched Hoseok take a seat on their couch. He spread open his legs and gestured for Yoongi to sit between. Yoongi kneeled in front of Hoseok, both still not clothed and Hoseok’s erect dick in Yoongi’s view now.
“Spread your legs, your thighs on my feet, Yoongi.”
Hoseok liked to know how much Yoongi was showing even when he couldn’t fully see it himself. Yoongi adjusted where his inner thighs were resting on Hoseok’s feet, his own erect dick almost touch the couch but not enough for him to be able to get any friction. Hoseok knows this, there’s no touching Yoongi’s dick unless Hoseok says so.
“Take me in your mouth and keep it there. You’re my cock warmer for the next hour.”
Yoongi nodded and lowered his head on the large, veiny dick until he felt it hit the back of throat. He kept his gag reflex under control and got as comfortable as he possible could with a full bladder and frustration at an all-time high. It’s only an hour, he reminded himself.
Then Hoseok turned on the bristles on Yoongi’s nipples. He moaned around the dick as the bristles rotated and switched rotated randomly. That was where it started. Hoseok was watching some program when the next switch was turned on maybe five minutes later. The bristles on his dick were once again alive and moving.
Yoongi bucked his hips but that was all he could do. He felt the tears pricking his eyes and the saliva and precum dribbling down his chin. He wanted to come.
“You know I haven’t told you the other feature on that urethra plug, Hyung,” Hoseok said as he watched whatever was playing on the T.V. Yoongi’s breath hitched. There was more? “That thick, oval shape that is pressed deep inside your dick,” Hoseok looking Yoongi in the eye as he lifted the remote for the urethra plug. “It’s a vibrator.” And he turned it on.
Yoongi choked around Hoseok’s dick as he felt his prostate assaulted from inside his cock, he shifted his position but that only moved the tail inside his ass to rub his prostate as well. The vibrations travelled all the way through his urethra and added to the already rough assault the bristles were making. His dick felt like it was going to burst, his balls full of semen that wanted to escape. He didn’t know how much time had gone by before Hoseok spoke up again.
“This is the last thing you’re going to feel, Hyung.” The plastic digging into his bladder came to life then. It was a low vibration but enough to drive Yoongi over the edge. His hips and thighs shook as he began thrusting in the air hoping for something. Anything. He needed some kind of release!
He gurgled around the cock in his mouth, gasping for air as fresh tears escaped his no-doubt red face. He turned his gaze to Hoseok, pleading as best as he could with his eyes.
“Thirty more minutes, Hyung.”
And that was that. He would sit here for the next thirty minutes waiting for Hoseok to allow him to use the bathroom. Because it’s Hobi, and what he says, Yoongi does.
“Move your tongue.”
The demand came later, Yoongi’s track of time becoming obsolete as all felt was pleasure building in his body with no release. He moved him tongue on the large dick, circling it and lick as best as he could.
“Good,” Hoseok moaned lowly, the sound sending a jolt to his dick. “Good kitten.” Hoseok then reached for Yoongi’s hair, lowering his head to take the entirety of the cock. “When I come, you go to the bathroom.” Yoongi’s tongue then worked over time, putting as much pressure as he could on Hoseok’s dick. He felt Hoseok’s foot move from his thigh inward and his toes were then playing with his ball sack. Yoongi moaned desperately around the dick, slurping as much as he could with his mouth pried open.
After a few more minutes of rubbing his tongue over Hoseok’s cock and Hoseok’s toes never letting up on their fondling of Yoongi’s balls, Hoseok finally came down Yoongi’s throat.
“Swallow it all, kitten.” And Yoongi tried his best to, gulping down whatever he could, until his head was lifted off the now limp cock and he was gasping for air. His body was shaking as Hoseok was blissed out and Yoongi could only wish he felt that.
Hoseok moved them to the bathroom once again and now began removing the items at a slow pace. He didn’t turn them off the vibrations until he absolutely needed to and by that point Yoongi’s body was sensitive to a finger’s touch. He kept the urethra inserted and the belt pressing his bladder. He didn’t remove the insertion until he had a cold towel wrapped around the red cock and balls, making sure not to add friction, instead patting the member down until it didn’t look ready to burst the moment he took the plug out. Yoongi’s arms remained in their bindings.
When he removed the insertion he kept the towel wrapped around the member until it was fully soft and had Yoongi straddle toilet as Hoseok pressed against his back. He was whispering into Yoongi’s hair what a good boy he was as he pressed the plastic part of the belt further into Yoongi’s lower stomach and further against the bladder until Yoongi was finally releasing its contents in the toilet.
Tears stung the smaller man’s eyes as he finally felt the pressure in his bladder dissipate. He almost got hard from the pleasure of it. When deemed finished, Hoseok removed the belt and cleaned Yoongi dick, while Yoongi remained straddling the toilet. Hoseok took the flaccid dick into his hands and examined it.
“Look how cute it is when it’s not hard, kitten. It’s only these moments your dick isn’t hard and wanting to come.” Hoseok rubbed the tip of the dick and Yoongi moaned lowly, still sensitive after everything he went through, and the pent of up semen still resting in his balls. Hoseok’s hand then travelled to said balls, fondling them as his other hand continued rubbing Yoongi’s dick.
“Please, Hobi. Let me come. Please. I’ve been good.”
“You have been good, kitten, you’ve been so good.”
Hoseok kissed Yoongi’s shoulder and moved up his neck, earning a shudder from the smaller man. He continued stroking the dick as he started kissing Yoongi, slow and sensual, exploring his mouth and tasting Yoongi on his tongue. At one point his hand had stopped stroking and Yoongi was thrusting into the closed fist loosely wrapped around his dick. He was moaning and whining into Hoseok’s mouth as Hoseok quieted him gently by continuing his explorations with his tongue deeper in Yoongi’s mouth.
When Hoseok deemed he was done he pulled away from Yoongi and reached for the nipple stickies once again placing them on. Yoongi was red in the face and panting, his dick, once again, hard and leaking.
“Hobi, please,” he sobbed, dick twitching as Hoseok turned the bristles on the nipples back on. He then lead Yoongi back to the couch, this time he laid him down, his head on a pillow at the arm rest, one leg swung over the back of the couch, the other hanging off with his dick on display for Hoseok who sat right next to Yoongi’s dick. In the table drawer he pulled out a bamboo brush and began moving it over the head of Yoongi’s dick brushing down to the base moving in circular motions. Hoseok had brough the tail with the phallic piece with him and inserted that once again while continuing his brushing.
Once he was settled and satisfied with his moaning and writhing kitten, he settled back and turned on a program to watch, never letting the brush off Yoongi’s dick. Yoongi didn’t ask for release after, because this was Hoseok’s relaxation time, and he would get upset if Yoongi ruined that for him. Instead Yoongi writhed in his spot as Hoseok worked his dick up once again with no release in sight.
The two ate dinner in the kitchen, Yoongi still naked and hands tied, the nipple pasties removed, as Hoseok fed him. The food was good and Hoseok felt the need today to show how he masturbated and ejaculated right onto Yoongi’s food as Yoongi’s lay hard against his stomach. Yoongi was still expected to keep his thighs spread as when Hoseok was not feeding Yoongi, he was eating his food while his other hand lightly stroked Yoongi.
When they were done Hoseok grabbed another towel and the cage and set it on the table in front of Yoongi. He then kneeled down in front the red dick holding the towel, but before he applied it, he peppered the dick with butterfly kisses, blowing cool air onto the hot organ. Then, without Yoongi realizing, he took the dick into his mouth. Yoongi cried out and almost thrust into the hot throat, but then Hoseok would leave and it there and be upset. Yoongi kept his hips still as Hoseok nibbled, licked, and kissed all over Yoongi’s member and Yoongi was panting and the fire in his stomach, once again, began to pool.
Almost there. Almost there. Almost there!
“Please, please, please,” Yoongi was repeating over and over. He was so close, so close. Yoongi threw his head back and eyes closed, back arching. Just as he thought he would finally release, there was a cold towel thrown over the hot member and frustrated tears coming down Yoongi’s cheeks.
Hoseok patted the dick until it was half hard and inserted the cock cage with the urethra plug once again, and locked it into place. Then he untied Yoongi, who gripped the cage in disbelief and wished he could pry it off. His hands were removed by another pair and he was lead into the bedroom the two shared. His tail was removed from his ass and Hoseok laid on the bed, his dick, and gestured for Yoongi.
Yoongi draped himself over Hoseok and proceeded to ride him, as Hoseok watched his kitten bounce.
“Touch yourself,” He said and Yoongi’s hands trailed up his torso. He pinched and twirled his own nipples and played with his full balls. “Do you feel all the semen in there?” Hoseok asked as Yoongi massaged a ball sack. “I wonder how long I’ll keep you like this. Another month? Maybe six? Maybe a year? I don’t know. Maybe I’ll never let you come.”
Hoseok had a pleasant smile on his face while Yoongi felt pleasure in waves and frustration in heaps. He wanted to come.
“I almost let you. In the kitchen. But then how would you look this beautiful if I let you come then?” Hoseok played with the lock on the cage. “It would be such a waste.”
Yoongi mewled and more tears fell from Hoseok’s words and what they were doing to him. He felt himself going crazy. It wasn’t long before Hoseok was releasing his semen into Yoongi. He turned them over so he could grab a plug from the bedside drawer and plugged the semen into Yoongi.
“I just love seeing you be filled with cum, not letting it out.” Hoseok laughed and kissed Yoongi before he could say anything. “I love how you listen to what I say,” he whispered into Yoongi’s lips, “I love how call me and beg me to let you come.” Hoseok’s hands pinned Yoongi’s against the bed and continued his kissing, breathing into Yoongi. “I love how you cry.” He moved back, to peer into Yoongi’s glazed, wet eyes. His breathing labored and faced flushed. “I love you so much.”
Hoseok curled on top of Yoongi, one leg between the smaller man’s, a hand moving between the legs and passed Yoongi’s balls to gently rub his taint. Yoongi moaned lowly, hips automatically moving to find friction that would never come within his concealment.
“I love you too, Hobi,” he breathed out. Hoseok fell asleep satisfied and Yoongi eventually was lulled to sleep, his cock still aching in its cage.
The next day Hoseok was getting ready for work, he let Yoongi use the bathroom before he left. His hands were in cuffs attached to his collar, suspended in air just above his nipples that Hoseok had put the pasties back on as well as the leather paws. There was a new gag being placed on him, a plastic one that wrapped around his head and held his mouth open wide. Hoseok used that to get off this morning before showing Yoongi the plug attached to the gag, which also had a phallic attachment.
“This way your mouth stays filled while I’m gone!” And placed the plug over the gaping hole of the gag, the phallic piece resting on Yoongi’s tongue. He had the cat tail back in and the cat ears on his head secured with the gag binding.
This time instead of his usual cock cage, though, Hoseok took the urethra plug from yesterday with the vibrator and bristle and inserted that, then placing a smooth cage over it to ensure it not coming out. Yoongi mewled and whined at the feeling, but Hoseok patted his check and kissed his forehead with a smile.
“Be good, Yoongi. Remember, I like seeing everything in place when I come home. Yoongi whined back and Hoseok took that as a confirmation. “Have fun, kitten.”
And before he closed the door, the nipple pasties, and the urethra plug turned on. Yoongi writhed on the floor as Yoongi smiled and locked the door. He couldn’t wait to see what his kitten looked like when he came home.