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Part 7
Garrett tried to text Prashant, but got no response. We figured he had probably decided to get a drink or go home or something, so we would check in the morning again. Derek, Garrett, and I decided to go our separate ways for the night.
I stopped to grab a bite to eat before going home, so once I arrived, Raul was there, smiling in display pose by the front door. His beautiful, muscular, brown body was clad only in two things: a clear plastic cock cage, and a thick, heavy looking metal collar. "Glad you got home alright, Kenny!" he exclaimed.
"Have you been waiting long?" I asked. He shook his head. "You can go at ease," I said, and he put his arms down and walked over to the living room as I sat down on the couch. I unlocked his massive cock as he stood in front of me. "How are you liking the collar?" He asked.
"Me? I mean, it looks pretty good, but isn't it a little heavy and choke-y?" I asked skeptically. He shook his head. "It's well fitted, but it doesn't at all feel like it's strangling me. And as for the weight, I'm pretty strong, I can take it." He playfully flexed his pecs one at a time, making them dance. I laughed - Raul really did have a sense of humor.
"So how is this arrangement treating you?" I asked. "You know, being naked around me all the time, being exposed to some of your friends at school, being manscaped and shipped around the city in a big dog crate like, well, a dog? I worry that I'm making you do something you're not comfortable with..."
"Not at all!" He exclaimed. "First off, it was my idea, and I am definitely happy with how it's going. There's something freeing about being naked all the time around clothed guys. I read about it somewhere, CMNM, I think it's called? Clothed male nude male?" I shrugged, hiding that I was definitely familiar with the term. If Raul had been able to break into my search history, he'd know it was my favorite type of porn. Particularly with straight naked guys.
"It also gives me a reason to work out," he continued. "I don't know why, it's different than working out to impress women I want to hook up with or date. I keep my body fit because I know it makes you look good. When Derek or Garrett are complimenting my body, it makes me feel good because they're complimenting your choice or design of a showpiece or furniture."
"Okay then," I said, "just making sure." For some reason, it was exceptionally hot hearing how much this straight hunk enjoyed being naked for me, being naked around others for me. I asked Raul to get into his ottoman position, and put my shoe-clad feet on his back. I could see his rippling shoulders and the massive globes of his ass as I watched TV.
As I was getting ready to go to bed, I had an idea. "Raul, would you be open to being furniture in my bedroom?" He smiled. "Of course! Where do you want me? I can brush my teeth and all and then get into position."
"How about something you can do as you sleep? How about as a floormat I can step on to get into my bed?" It wasn't totally implausible - I had one of those raised-up beds that had some storage space underneath. "I promise I won't crush you - I'm pretty light," I chuckled.
"Pssh. I can handle you," he said. That straight hunk bravado again. "Do you want me on my back or on my stomach?" A tough choice, I thought to myself. Either those beautiful mounds of ass, or his muscular chest and massive dick on display. "Back, I think. Your abs can handle my weight." He nodded. I went to my bathroom and got ready for bed.
When I got to the bedroom, I saw Raul lying on his back next to my bed, staring straight up. His heavy metal collar glistened. His dick was semi hard, probably around 7 and a half of the full 10 inches, with the foreskin peeled back about halfway. I licked my lips.
"I hope you're not too cold," I offered. "No chance," he said. "You've got carpet anyway." "Mm-hmm," I said, "although a nice warm rug to step on is a plus." He smiled.
"One thing, though," I started. "I think I'd feel bad stepping on you if I saw your face." "What if I wore the sleep mask Jack puts on me when he ships me to and from Manuel's?" Raul asked.
"He puts that on you?" I asked. "Yeah - he says it keeps me calm rather than if I get distracted by seeing around me. I think it kind of works," Raul answered.
"Well that helps, but I can still see your face," I said. I picked up a box just a little bigger than his head, with one side open. "OK if I put this over your head?"
"Sure thing - it'll help me sleep anyway," Raul said. I placed it over his head. All you could see was his naked body and collar. Dehumanizing. I could get used to this. I stepped heavily on his abs - just to give him some payback from being so smug. He definitely could carry me, but I did hear a muffled groan. I slipped into bed and figured I'd be sleeping facing the side of the bed he was on that night. Then I got one more idea.
"Hey Raul," I called out. "I hope this is OK with you - I'm a little horny. Mind if I take care of myself here? If you do, no worries - I can go to the shower."
"No man," I heard Raul's muffled response. "This is your bedroom. You do you, although maybe no sexual touching of me." I was more than OK with that. He didn't say I couldn't look, and he couldn't exactly see anything. Plus, with his OK, I didn't have to hide the squeaks of my bed as I moved over to stare at his sexy body prone on the ground for me. I watched his chest rise and fall slowly. He was a sight to behold - from his massive hands and feet, to his muscled but smooth legs, to his sizable dick and balls, his strong abs, and his sexy tattooed chest. It didn't take long for me to cum into my hands. I wiped up and got ready to go to sleep.
"Night, man," I called out. "Good night," came his response.
Right before bed, my phone lit up with a group text from Garrett to me and Derek:
GARRETT: Hey guys, I just inherited a farm in Wisconsin from a long-lost relative. I was thinking of heading up there. Want to come with? Maybe we can do a weekend getaway. DEREK: I'm down - love to get away from the Mrs. and kids for a bit. ME: I am too! PRASHANT: I'll come also. DEREK: Glad to see you're still alive, bro. What happened? PRASHANT: Lol, just got distracted. Lots to see in that part of town. ME: No worries, he seems nice. But who's going to take care of delivering Raul while we're all gone? DEREK: Bring 'em. I'm sure Jack will lend you the dog carrier. GARRETT: Yeah, that sounds like a fun time. ME: I'll talk to Raul about it in the AM, but sounds good to me. DEREK: He'll come - like he has a choice.
I guess our next weekend was now spoken for!