CHAPTER TWO.
If anyone other than my lovers knew about Jerry’s kink, the question I imagine they would have asked would be Why? What did he get out of it? I got to f**k other men while he had his c**k inside a cage and could only f**k me when I wanted to.
According to Jerry, the lack of quantity was overridden by the quality. He might only get one f**k a month, one orgasm a month, but the intensity and power of that orgasm was worth it. He said, at best, he could f**k me once a day which would be thirty orgasms in a month. He claimed his one orgasm, when I allowed it, was a hundred times better than the mild thirty he could otherwise have.
If it made him happy, I was fine with it. Some weeks I had dozens of orgasms with two or more men. I was happy with that.
Still, Jerry had a healthy
