Be Careful What You Wish For: A Cuckold's Story (11 page)

All the while, Rick was being forced to take more of Bull’s cock inside his mouth until it struck the back of his throat. He gagged and Bull pulled out and said, “That’s good, that’s real good.
Don’t worry – you’ll get a lot of practice.
Now, help me steer this bad boy into your wife’s pussy.”

Rick seemed relieved to be done with his cock-sucking duties and eagerly grabbed Bull’s thick cock and helped the big man line it up with Liz’s pussy. She couldn’t believe all she had seen today. Rick had gone from a regular guy with a cuckold fetish into a full-on sissy boy. She felt the tip enter her and she spread her legs for him. Staring down between her breasts, she watched as Rick guided Bull’s cock into her warm embrace.

“Thanks. Now git,” he said and Rick backed away.

Bull began to pump his meat into her and Rick faded away. He was of no consequence. She heard Bull bark, “I said git” and knew Rick was hurrying from the room to go sit by the receiver and listen to them fuck once again.

Chapter Six

Rick was stunned by the turn of events
and yet, it felt strangely fulfilling
. He was serving the two of them coffee Saturday morning, still dressed in his pink panties, but his mind was on last night. The way Bull manipulated him so easily. Did he really want to be a cuckold?
In his head, he
could still hear the sounds of Liz screaming out another orgasm while he lay alone in the guest bedroom, his hand on his own hard cock.

“Here you go,” he said, handing over the mugs of steaming coffee, made just the way they liked it.

“Thanks, boy,” Darrell said. He took a sip. “Aaaah.”

Liz accepted her coffee and checked to make sure it had just the right amount of cream. “Thanks, hon.”

He smiled and waited for instructions. Darrell looked him over and said, “You know, I’m thinking your dick isn’t all that small.”

Rick’s heart lifted. “No?”

“Hard to tell, really. I think it might be because you don’t shave, like I do.” He rubbed his
bare cock
, even shrunken and coated with their dried juices it was still bigger than Rick’s
erection
. “Tell you what. If you go in and take a shower and shave off all that nasty hair, I’ll bet you’d gain a half-inch, at least. You might go from tiny dick to medium-sized.”

Rick was doubtful, but encouraged. “You think so?”

“Sure. Worth a try. What have you got to lose? Unless you don’t mind being thought of as tiny
-
dick
ed
by your wife.”

“No, no, I’ll go.” He headed for the bathroom in the master bedroom.

“Wait! Hold up there.”

Rick froze. “What?”

“You can’t use that bathroom any more. That’s mine now. Go use the other one.”

“But… but my stuff is in there.”

“Well, get that shit outta there! I don’t want your girly crap messing up my bath.”

Rick hurried to obey, his mind
not thinking about anything but how aroused he was. Being humiliated was part of the turn-on, he realized, just like in those stories he had been reading online.

He gathered up his
toothbrush,
shaving cream, razor and deodorant and carried them down to the other bathroom. He turned on the water and adjusted the temperature
. Stripping off his panties, he
jumped in and washed up. He remembered being in the shower with Liz – was it just
yesterday
? – and shaving her. He felt strange, shaving himself at the orders of his wife’s new lover.
He lath
ered up his pubes and shaved his cock and balls
bare, taking care not to nick himself. When he was done, instead of feeling bigger or more of a man, he felt like a pre-teen
boy again. His white cock looked shrunken and his ball sack wrinkly. It wasn’t a good look.

Well, it will grow back
, he told himself.

He got out and dried off and put his panties back on. He padded down the hall to the bedroom to show Darrell. The man frowned. “You put those nasty old panties on again? Jeez, man, have some pride. Pick out a clean pair.”

Rick nodded and went to her drawer and began to rummage through her panties, trying to find something that wasn’t too girly when he heard Liz speak up, “Make him wear the red ones.”

A shiver went through him. He knew the ones she was talking about – they were lacy and naughty and she only wore them on special occasi
ons when she wanted to get laid, back when she was still interested in Rick.

“Yeah,” Darrell said. “Wear the red ones!”

He pulled them out and showed them to the couple and they both nodded. He stripped off his pink ones and put the red ones on, feeling a blush rise from his chest into his face. He looked like a ladyboy.

“
Come here. Let’s see if you gained some size.”

Rick stepped close and Darrell made him pull his panties down.

“I dunno. It’s kinda hard to tell. Can you get it hard?”

Rick was embarrassed to get an erection in front of Darrell, but he tried. He rubbed himself and stared at Liz, trying to think about the last time they made love.
Under Darrell’s gaze, he couldn’t get very hard.

He sighed. “Guess I’m going to have to help you out.” He made Liz start sucking on his cock and it had the desired effect on Rick.
His cock grew
to full size
, but it didn’t look any bigger to him.

He pulled her face away.
“Yeah, I think it’s a little bigger. What do you think, honey?”

Liz gave his cock a critical eye. “Maybe a little.”
She smiled. “Let’s do a comparison!”

That was the last thing Rick wanted. He felt his cock start to fade.

“No, no, keep it hard. And you,” she said, poking Darrell, “let’s get that cock hard again.”

“I dunno, I think you wore me out!”

But he was kidding. With Liz’s help sucking on it, he soon grew to full size. It was huge compared to
Rick’s
.

“Let me get a ruler,” Liz said and jumped up.

Rick
had to stand there with my semi-hard dick out while she found the ruler and returned. She told
him
to make it a fair comparison and even volunteered to lick it in order to make it as hard as Darrell’s. She made
him
stand next to Darrell and used the ruler. Rick could see Darrell had a good three inches on him.

“Wait, I want to get a pic of this.”
She found the camera and took a couple of quick shots.
Then Darrell took the camera and took some pics of Liz holding both cocks,
her face close,
showing how small Rick was compared to Darrell.
Rick felt like a chump. She jumped back into bed next to Darrell.

“
You know, you’ve been really good so far this weekend,” Darrell said
suddenly
. “I think you deserve a reward.”

Rick looked up, his eyes bright. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. So come on over here and fuck your wife. I give you permission.”

Rick was elated and tried to ignore Liz’s moue of disgust that flashed across her face. But she didn’t protest when he climbed up over her. She simply rolled over on her back and spread her legs. Rick started to remove his panties when Darrell stopped him.

“No, leave them on. I like the look.”

Rick nodded and pulled them down in front so he could get his cock out, which was
now
rock hard and ready to go. He could see Liz’s pussy was coated with white crust, damp in the middle. He didn’t care. This was his chance and he was going to take it!

He slipped himself inside without foreplay for fear Darrell might change his mind and began to rut with her. She felt looser to him and for a moment, he thought he might not generate enough friction to come. Thankfully,
he was so horny
he could feel his cock
rise to the occasion
and he
soon
climaxed, shooting his seed deep into her well-fucked pussy.

“Aaahh!” He cried out and sank down on her. Liz hadn’t made a sound during his efforts. It was as if he
were
a gnat, buzzing around.

“Feel better?” Darrell said.

“Yeah. Thanks.” He
immediately
cursed himself for thanking the man. It had just slipped out.

“Sure. Now, I’ve got a present for you.”

“Yeah?”

“But first, why don’t you clean that nasty-ass spunk out of her. I don’t want any of your seed to mix with mine.”

Rick bent down and tongued Liz, sucking out his own semen, mixed with the harsher taste of Darrell. Liz began to respond, making small sounds in her throat that increased in volume the longer he continued. He kept at it, knowing Darrell wouldn’t let him stop until she was satisfied. Finally, she crested into a small orgasm and he pulled away.

“Good. Now go get my bag from the floor there.”

He scrambled off the bed and fetched it. Darrell rummaged around inside and pulled out a box. He handed it to Liz and said, “I’ll let you do the honors.”

Rick was puzzled. What was that – some kind of new jewelry for her?
Or him?
Her anklet was a constant reminder of his cuckoldry and he expected something similar. When she opened the box, there was a
metal
device
of some sort and her eyes went wide. She looked from it to Rick and over to Darrell.

“Really?”

Darrell smiled. “Really.” They both looked at Rick.

“What?”

“Climb up here and
kneel
down.”

He obeyed, not sure what was going on
, but pleased to be allowed on the bed
. When he got closer, he could see she was holding a …
oh no
, he thought.

“What the hell is that?”
he said, but he knew – it was a
male chastity belt, this one in the form of a small cage
.

“It’s for you, Rick,” Darrell said. “Just try it on, okay?”

He shook his head and his wife said, “Just for a minute,
honey,
so we can see what it looks like.”

He allowed himself to be pulled onto the bed and
he knelt in front of Liz
. He didn’t put up much of a fight.
It seemed right to do this, at least to try it out. He was already wearing girl’s panties, this was just the next logical step.
Liz bent over him and he could feel her shoving his soft cock into the device. He had seen them many times when he had been mastu
rbating to the cuckold sites. He had wondered about what it might be like, to be caged, unable to touch himself or fuck his wife.
It had always given him a secret thrill.
He allowed her to fasten it closed, pinching the top
with her fingers
where a padlock would go. It had a strange effect
on him. His cock wanted to grow erect, but the device would not let him.
Whenever it did, he could feel a row of metal spikes dig into him.
It turned him from a man into an “it.” He could feel it working on his mind already.

It scared him that he liked it so much.
“Take it off.”

“Just a second,” Darrell said and produced a small padlock that he had been holding in his free hand. Before Rick could react, he had moved Liz’s hand aside and locked the device!

“Hey
!”

“No, not yet. Pull up your red panties and let’s see how you look.”

“No! I’m not ready for this!”
He pulled at the device, which only hurt himself. It would not budge.

Darrell looked over at Liz. “Told ya.”

She smiled. “You were right.” She got up.

Rick watched her reach into the bag and pull out the paddle. “Hey! Don’t–
”
At that moment, Darrell grabbed his right leg above the knee and pulled him over, exposing his bottom and with his other hand, grabbed the back of Rick’s neck. He struggled but the man’s grip was too strong. Liz stood
naked
at the side of the bed with the paddle and began to spank him. The first blow was terribly painful. It was quickly followed by several others.

“Ow!  Damnit! Ow! Stop it! Ow!”

Liz swatted him hard, past the point he could stand it, and soon reduced him to tears. He was sobbing and begging her to stop when Darrell leaned over and whispered, “Will yo
u let Liz keep you in your cock cage for a little while?”

Darrell seemed to know just how to control him. He had to admit to himself he liked being forced
. He nodded his acquiescence.

“Good boy,” Darrell said and let him go.

He got up and stared down at himself, trapped in the cage. His soft cock was pointed downward he wondered how this was supposed to work.

“How am I supposed to pee?”

They both laug
hed and Liz said, “Sitting down
like a girl
,
of course
.”

“Pull up your panties and let’s see you,” Darrell said. “I want to see how noticeable it will be.”

Rick did as he was told, but he couldn’t imagine being locked up in this thing for very long. It didn’t hurt, but … “It feels weird,” he said.

“You’ll get used to it,” Liz said and returned to the bed to hug Darrell. “God, this has gotten me so horny all of a sudden.”

“Just be glad we didn’t get the one that required a piercing,” Darrell said.

Rick shuddered just thinking about that. He stared at the two of them, who suddenly seemed interested only in each other.

“Hey! Where’s the key?”