Linda and I met when we were both attending Kenyon College in Gambier, Ohio. We made an instant connection and were inseparable until we graduated two years later. Soon after college we were married and moved to Dublin, Ohio near Columbus. We never had the greatest sex life. I am small and not very satisfying to women. Linda always said that wasn't important. But after five years of marriage, my lack of sexual prowess was wearing on the relationship. Linda never seemed interested in sex. I could only talk her into having sex with me a couple times a month and even then it was clear that she wasn't into it. She would just lay there while I fucked her. Usually I just resorted to jacking off.
After a year of bugging her about it, I was finally able to get her to talk about it. She said she still loved me but I was unable to satisfy her sexually and she was thinking about leaving me. After a while I hit on the idea of her having sex occasionally with men who were better endowed than me. I didn't like the idea of her having sex with other men but I was willing to tolerate it if it would save our marriage. Linda said she would think about it.
About a week later she said she was willing to give it a try if that was what I wanted. We talked about who we could ask. I suggested someone at her office but she didn't think it would be a good idea to ask someone she worked with. We couldn't immediately think of anyone to ask. We were considering looking for an escort when I thought of our neighbor Frank. We talked about it a while. We didn't know Frank real well but he seemed nice enough. He was a few years older than us, about 30 I guess. I wasn't very big physically and had always envied his powerful build. He was tall, I guessed about six-three and muscular. I hadn't seen him with his shirt off but knew he was fairly hairy based on his very hairy armpits. And there was no hiding his powerfully developed chest, arms and legs. I had also noticed his sizable bulge so I knew he was bigger than me and could satisfy my wife. He was an ex-marine and carried himself with a quiet confidence that I would never know. I told Linda I would broach the subject with him when the opportunity presented itself. Linda seemed pretty excited about it. I started wondering if I would regret my suggestion.
The next day Linda started pestering me to talk to Frank. I was waiting to catch Frank outside so I could casually start a conversation. Linda was relentless. Every day she bugged me to talk to him. After about a week I finally caught him in the yard and struck up a conversation. I finally asked him if I could talk to him about something serious. He said sure and asked me if I wanted to go inside to talk. I took him up on his suggestion and we went in his kitchen.
"Frank, Linda and I are having problems with our marriage," I started.
"What is it?" Frank said with genuine concern in his voice.
"It's in bed. You see," I paused momentarily. It was hard to admit to another man what I was about to tell him. "I'm not very big and I'm not able to satisfy Linda sexually."
"That's a pretty serious problem." Frank said.
"We still love each other but Linda is thinking of leaving because she needs the sexual stimulation that I'm just not able to give her," I lamented.
"What are you going to do about it?" Frank asked.
"Well, we talked about it and she's willing to have sex with other men, bigger men, to satisfy that need."
"How do you feel about that?" Frank asked.
"It was my idea. I don't want to lose her. If having sex with other men will keep us together I'm willing to make that sacrifice," I admitted, a little ashamed to have to make such a statement to another man. "That's why I wanted to talk to you. I know you're single and I was wondering if you might be willing to occasionally have sex with her." I said shuffling my feet and hanging my head. This was very humiliating for me.
"Wow," Frank said. "That's quite a request. You have a beautiful wife and I'm incredibly attracted to her but I've never heard of such a thing."
"Please, you'd really be helping us out if you would." I pleaded. I knew I sounded pathetic begging this man to fuck my wife.
"Well just how big is your cock?" Frank asked.
"It's about six inches." I said in a weak voice.
"I don't believe you," he said. "Take it out." I just stared at him dumbfounded. I couldn't believe he said it. "Do it!" he barked. I jumped when he yelled at me and automatically did as he said. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my little dick. I was embarrassed that it quickly grew hard. "Well that is one tiny dick. It isn't any six inches long," he said, opening a drawer and pulling out a ruler. He handed it to me. "Measure it," he ordered, growing more aggressive. I pushed the end of the ruler all they way into my pubes. "Not even five inches. Don't ever lie to me again boy," he said.
I knew my cock wasn't six inches but was ashamed to admit it. I never thought he would make me show him. "Sorry," I said like a little boy with my head hung.
"Now measure mine," he ordered.
I was shocked again that he told me to measure him. My jaw dropped and my eyes got big with fear. I had never touched another man's cock. I looked at him. He had a determined look on his face and I knew I couldn't defy him. I stepped closer to him. He just stood there confidently with his hands on his hips. I started to reach for his zipper and looked up at his face for approval. "Get on your knees to do that boy," he said. Without thought I dropped to my knees, my face even with his crotch. With shaking hands I unsnapped his pants and lowered the zipper. I reached in his white boxers and carefully reached in and took hold of another man's penis for the first time. I gently pulled it out. Even soft it appeared huge. It was much larger soft than mine was fully erect. I held the weighty object in my hand as it quickly grew to its full size. "Awesome," I breathlessly said without realizing it. I just held on to it admiring its length and girth. It was at least three times as thick as mine and perfectly shaped with a head thicker than the shaft.
"Well," he said waking me from my trance.
Embarrassed, I picked the ruler off the floor and measured the magnificent cock I was holding on to. "It's over eight and a half inches long," I exclaimed.
"That's what it takes to satisfy a woman. Not a little boy dick like the one you have," Frank said, taking his powerful dick out of my hands and putting it away. "What you're asking is a pretty big request. I'm not a dildo to be used for someone's pleasure. But I'll tell you what, I'll think about it and let you know. In the meantime I may ask you to help me out occasionally."
"That's sounds fair Frank," I said, getting up. "I really appreciate it. Linda really needs to experience a bigger man and she is really attracted to you."
"From now on, you address me as sir," Frank said. "Only men are allowed to address me by my first name. You're no man."
"Yes Sir," I meekly said. I knew he was right. I put my still painfully engorged cock back in my pants and turned to leave. "I'll give Linda the news. We'll both be anxious to hear your decision. Thanks again Sir."
That Saturday morning as Linda and I were finishing breakfast I got a call from Frank. He told me to come over because he had some chores for me. I was surprised he was so direct. Linda told me to do whatever he wanted so that he would agree to have sex with her. I went over and Frank immediately put me to work. He ordered me to clean his bathroom and do all his laundry. While I was scrubbing the bathroom floor Frank came in and without a word stood at the toilet and took a loud piss. I was fascinated watching the piss shoot out of his manly tool. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I don't know if Frank caught me watching but he probably did. He shook off, splashing a few drops on the seat for me to clean off then left without acknowledging me. I spent over three hours doing my assigned chores. When I was finished he dismissed me without even a thank you. I didn't mind though. I didn't know why but I got a little thrill taking orders from such a powerful man.
On Sunday, Frank ordered me to do his yard work while he went to the gym. I spent the hot day mowing, trimming and weeding. Frank came home that afternoon all sweaty with his muscles extra hard from the workout. I briefly interrupted my work to admire him.
I was neglecting work on my own home so I could help Frank out. Linda insisted that I continue to do what Frank wanted so that he would fuck her. She was really getting hot for him. Wednesday evening Frank called and told me to run to the store and pick him up a case of cold beer. When I lugged the beer into his home, I found Frank with three friends playing poker. "Give me one and put the rest in the fridge. Anyone else need one?" Frank asked his guests.
"I'll take one," one of the men said.
"Two," Frank said simply. I served Frank and his guest, put the rest in the refrigerator and turned to leave. I wanted to get out of there quickly because it was humiliating having Frank treat me like a servant in front of the other men. They were about my age but I was being treated as an inferior.
"While you're here, clean the mess off the table and do up the dishes," Frank ordered without looking up. I went around the table and cleaned up the empties, dirty dishes and other debris the men had scattered. While I was picking up a can off the floor Frank said, "While you're down there, take my shoes off. My feet are hot." I got under the table which caused some snickering from the guests. I untied Frank's shoes and removed them from his big feet getting a strong whiff of his manly foot smell. I didn't know why but performing that task got my dick hard. While I was doing the dishes, Frank said to his guests, "Tracy here wants me to fuck his wife. Seems he can't satisfy her with his little boy dick." My face turned bright red when he made that statement. I was glad I wasn't facing them.
"Is she pretty?" one of the men asked.
"Oh yeah, she's pretty as hell and has a great body and big tits," Frank answered. "Bet she has a tight pussy too since Tracy's dick is too skinny to stretch her out.
"What kind of a man would ask another man to fuck his wife?" one of the men asked with some laughter.
"Tracy's no man," Frank responded. "And he knows it. Don't you boy."
"Yes Sir," I quietly said without moving.
"Boy, when you address me you will face me and speak clearly. Now turn around and show the proper respect to your superiors."
I turned around. With my head slightly bowed and my eyes lowered I said, "I apologize Sir. You're right Sir I'm no man. I realize that. That's why I've asked a real man to satisfy my wife."
"That's better boy. Now get us some more beers," Frank ordered.
I served the men and finished up the dishes. "I'm finished Sir. Is there anything else you need Sir?" I humbly asked.
"No, get the fuck out of here. I'm tired of looking at you," Frank said while the other men laughed.
That evening I expressed doubt to Linda that Frank was going to work out. I suspected he was just going to use and humiliate me indefinitely. I didn't know why but I was OK with that. Linda told me it better work out or she would leave me and I had better do whatever he wants for as long as it took. I felt a sense of relief. For some reason, I felt the need to please Frank.
Saturday morning I was back at Frank's doing my chores. While I was doing his laundry I came across a pair of underwear that was stained with piss and cum. I covered my face with it and inhaled deeply breathing in the masculine smells of a real man. I couldn't resist licking it a little. It made me really hard for some reason. About noon Frank told me to fix him some lunch. As I was serving him he told me he was going to fuck my wife that evening. He said he'd be over at eight o'clock. "Thank you Sir. We really appreciate it. Linda has been really anxious to have sex with you. She'll be thrilled when I give her the good news," I said.
When I got home later I told Linda that Frank would be coming over that evening to have sex with her. I was a little disappointed that she was so excited. She grew more excited as eight o'clock approached. I grew more pensive. I was just uncomfortable with such a virile man having sex with my wife. Compared to him I was nothing. I recognized it but didn't want Linda to. Linda got all cleaned up like she was going on a date. She really was beautiful and was making sure she looked her best for Frank. She was just finishing up when Frank banged on the door. I let him. "Hello Sir," I said respectfully. "Please come in. Can I get you something to drink?"
"Get me a beer boy," he said. I dashed off and retrieved a beer for him. When I returned to the living room Linda was sitting next to him on the couch. I handed him his beer and he took it without acknowledging me. I sat down on a chair and started to talk. Frank ignored me and began kissing Linda. He started squeezing her tits and soon had a hand up her dress. I just sat and watched uncomfortably. Frank ordered me to go to the bedroom strip and stand and wait until they came in. I went to the bedroom and followed Frank's orders. I waited anxiously for ten minutes until they arrived, Linda close to Frank with his powerful arm around her waist. Linda ignored me. Frank told me not to do anything unless he gave me an order.
I said "Yes Sir," and watched as this rugged muscular man undressed my wife and put her on the bed. He turned to me and told me to take off his shoes and pants. I knelt before him and my wife watched me undress the superior man who was going to fuck her. I removed his shoes and socks from his perfect big feet. Then I took off his pants and neatly folded them. I removed his boxers revealing his magnificent equipment. He was fully hard and that giant cock hung at a forty-five degree angle from his body. I had seen his massive cock but this the first time I had seen his big low hangers. They were as impressive as the rest of him. Linda gasped with big eyes when she saw what Frank was packing. He was truly an impressive man. Linda was accustomed to seeing me and was incredibly awed by Frank. Frank took off his shirt revealing his muscular hairy chest. He told me to stand in the corner and watch. He crawled on the bed on top of my wife and started kissing her.
He moved up higher rubbing that massive cock between Linda's tits. He was leaking precum leaving wet spots on Linda's chest and tits. I don't leak and was jealous of Frank. He then moved up and began rubbing this giant pole all over Linda's face. He held it up and said "You want to suck a real man's dick?" Linda just opened her mouth. I was surprised that she did that because I could never get her to suck me. But she seemed like she couldn't get enough of Frank's as she hungrily sucked on it moaning and occasionally gagging. This went on for over ten minutes before Frank pulled out with a loud plop. Linda tried to get it back in her mouth but Frank moved back down on the bed.
"You ready to be fucked by a real man for a change?" Frank said as he pointed his enormous cock at Linda's cunt.
"Oh yes," Linda said. "Stick that big dick in me and fuck me." I was surprised to hear her talking like that. She was always so proper when having sex with me.
Frank spread her legs and slowly slipped into my wife. She tensed up as Frank entered her. She had never experienced anything as large as Frank's cock. I got on my knees so I could get a better view of Frank's cock pumping my wife. He started with some short easy thrusts so she could get used to his massive pole. Soon he began to fuck her faster and deeper with his full giant strokes. She soon started screaming, "fuck me, fuck me, oh my god fuck me with that giant dick." Frank's stamina was incredible as he continued to pump her for almost a half hour. Linda climaxed repeatedly. Finally Frank turned it up a notch and started pumping her with a greater intensity, grunting each time he lunged in her. The bed was squeaking and the headboard was banging against the wall. He let out a guttural yell as he lunged one more time and held as he pumped his sperm out of those mighty balls. Linda came again with a loud scream. They both collapsed breathing heavily with Frank still on top of my wife.
After a couple minutes Frank pulled out of Linda with a wet plop. She was staring at the ceiling in a pleasure induced trance. He turned over and looked at me. "That's how it's done boy." He looked down at his shrinking cock. "Get over here and clean me up boy," Frank ordered. I stepped forward not knowing exactly what he was demanding. I gave him a perplexed look. "Get your tongue on my dick and clean me up." I was shocked but after witnessing such an incredibly manly performance I felt the need to please him. I knew he was superior to me in every way and knew it was my duty to serve him in any he commanded. I knelt and for the first time applied my tongue to a man's cock. It was an honor to clean this man. I started licking his cock and could taste Linda's juices along with his cum. I cleaned up his cock and his massive balls along with his thick pubic hair. I looked up and realized Linda had come out of her trance and was watching me with big eyes. When I was finished he ordered me back into the corner to await my next demeaning task. Frank laid back on the bed with his hands behind his head showing off those amazing biceps and hairy pits. It was a pleasure just observing his amazing naked body. Linda was enthralled. Her eyes continually scanned his entire body and she gently caressed and kissed him all over. She couldn't get enough of him. He was like a god and my wife and I existed to serve his manly needs. He eventually dismissed me and told me to sleep on the couch tonight because he was spending the night in my bed. Linda was so captivated with her lover that she didn't even seem to notice me.
I went to the couch and experienced the most intense orgasm of my life when I jacked off. In the middle of the night I was awakened by the sound of Frank fucking my wife again. I got up and peered into the room from the dark hall. It was as intense as it was earlier and Linda was enjoying it just as much. When they were finished I returned to the couch. A couple minutes later, I heard Frank get up and come to the living room. I pretended I was asleep. He smacked me in the face lightly. "Wake up boy. You've got work to do. Clean me up." His dick was in my face. I moved my face to his hairy crotch to do my subservient duty when he stopped me. "On your knees boy. When you're in my presence you will be on your knees. You're my inferior and from now on you will acknowledge it from a kneeling position." He was right. He was my superior and acknowledging it by kneeling in his presence was the right thing to do. I knelt between his powerful legs. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world. I was honored to lick the slime off his giant powerful tool. After I was finished he said, "Open your mouth and stick your tongue out. Now don't move." He laid just the head of his cock on my tongue. I didn't know what he was going to do but then I felt it. A slow trickle of piss was flowing from his dick. Startled, I jerked back slightly but he held my head in place. "Just take my piss down your throat boy," he commanded. The flow intensified and I struggled to swallow it fast enough. When he finished he took his dick into his hand. There was a big drop still on the end. He held his dick in front of my face. I knew what I had to do. I leaned forward and licked off the last drop. "Good boy. See you are good for something." He turned around and returned to the bedroom to the comfort of my bed and my wife.
When I woke up the next morning Frank and Linda were in the shower having sex. As usual they were having a great time. I just listened to the loud sex they were having. When they were finished Linda came out and started on breakfast. Frank followed her out shortly. He was naked and wasn't a bit shy about his body, nor should he. He had a magnificent body. Still, it was a little intimidating having another man walking around my house in the nude like he owned the place. When he walked in the room, I got off the couch and got on my knees. I was afraid not to but I also wanted to show the proper respect to this man I had grown to respect so much in the last twelve hours. Frank looked at me but didn't say anything until Linda asked what I was doing. "Your boy husband is just showing a superior man the proper respect, aren't you boy," Frank said.
"Yes Sir," I said quietly.
"Speak up boy!" Frank ordered.
"Yes Sir," I answered. It was humiliating to have to address another man in this manner in my own home.
"Crawl over here boy," Frank commanded. Like a dog I had to crawl to the kitchen where he was. He pointed to a spot right in front of him. I crawled there and resumed my proper place on my knees. He moved in closer with his feet on either side of my knees and his hairy crotch right in my face. He wasn't hard but he wasn't quite soft either. "Kiss it," he ordered. I knew I had no choice. This man had taken control of me. I no longer had any free will in his presence. I reverently applied my lips to his enormous cock.
Linda was watching my humiliation. "You sure trained him in a hurry," she said.
"It wasn't hard. He knows his place. He knows he's inferior to real men," Frank observed. "Aren't you boy?"
"Yes Sir," I answered.
"Say it. Tell your wife that you're inferior to real men," Frank ordered.
It was the most humiliating thing I ever had to do. "It's true," I said to her. "I am inferior to Frank. I could never measure up to a man like him." Then I said to him, "thank you Sir for showing me my place."
After breakfast Frank got dressed and left. Linda and I talked. She declared the night a success and said that she was going to have sex with Frank as often as he would have her. She had already given him a key to the house and told him he could come over anytime he wanted, day or night. I wasn't surprised. She clearly had a better time with him than she had ever with me. I didn't like it but there was nothing I could about it. Clearly I couldn't stop Frank from doing anything he wanted. Nor would it be proper. Frank was a powerful dominant man entitled to take anything he wanted from an inferior man like me. I was dejected.
When I got home Wednesday after work, I immediately heard the sounds of Frank fucking my wife. As usual they were very loud about it. I didn't want to but I had to go into the bedroom to watch Frank in action. Even though he was fucking my wife, I couldn't help but admire him. He was so athletic in everything he did. He was fucking Linda from behind. He was powerfully pistoning in and out of her and they were loudly grunting in unison. They climaxed together and collapsed on the bed with him still inside her. After a few minutes he looked up and caught me rubbing my crotch. He just laughed. "Shouldn't you be on your knees boy?" he said. I was embarrassed that in my lust I had forgotten my place. I quickly dropped to my knees. Frank pulled out of Linda and stood up with his giant softening dick in my face. "You know what to do boy," he said. Dutifully I licked him clean. I realized that this would probably be the closest thing I would come to sex with my wife for the foreseeable future. When I finished, he stayed where he was. "It's time to get some things straight boy. Look at me," he ordered. I leaned my head back. With his dick still resting on my face I looked into his eyes. "From now on boy. I'm the man of this house. You don't touch Linda or yourself without my permission. You both exist to serve this," he said rubbing his cock and balls on my face. "You understand that boy?'
"Yes Sir. I understand," I meekly responded. While it was humiliating, it was also something of a relief. I had never been comfortable playing the part of "man of the house." It just never seemed right. Now I could assume a more passive role while a real man took control of the house. It actually seemed like the way things should be.
"Now show me some respect and kiss my feet," he ordered. I moved back, bent down and reverently kissed first one then his other foot. Strangely it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. I realized that I was most comfortable in a submissive position. Being dominated by this powerful man was very satisfying.
Linda soon got up and got dressed. She went to the kitchen and started making dinner. She asked Frank what he wanted but didn't ask me. Frank went into the living room, still naked, and turned on the TV. I knelt on the floor next to him. When dinner was ready Frank and Linda sat at the table. Frank told me that when I eat in his presence my plate was to be set beside his feet and I would eat there. I took my proper place and ate.
Several nights later, Linda and I were asleep when I was awakened by being pushed out of bed. I thought it was a burglar but quickly realized it was Frank. He was naked and crawled on top of my wife. He unceremoniously shoved his enormous cock in her waking her up. She screamed in fear then realized the wonderful sensation in her caused by Frank fucking her. She quickly was squealing with delight. I knelt on the floor watching them until Frank was finished and made me lick him clean. He spent the night there and, as usual, made me sleep on the couch.
One evening at about seven-thirty, Frank walked in with two of his friends. I recognized them as two of the men Frank played poker with. They grabbed Linda and dragged her into the bedroom. I started to object but Frank came over and smacked me in the face. "Shut the fuck up cocksucker. Now get naked and get in the bedroom and watch." Without further objection I took off my clothes and went to the bedroom where I took my place in the corner on my knees.
With me nervously looking on they ripped Linda's clothes off her. She was frightened and resisted but was powerless against these virile men. I was ashamed that I developed a painfully hard erection watching these powerful men rape my wife. After they got her naked, one plunged his big dick in my wife's pussy while another shoved his dick in her mouth. Frank played with her tits while his friends roughly fucked my wife's holes. Linda quickly quit resisting as she started experiencing the pleasure of these two men fucking her. Her cries turned to moans of pleasure. The three men took turns fucking her holes for over an hour and as usual Linda loved being with real men. When they were finished, they all collapsed on the bed. The room reeked of sex. Frank soon ordered me to come to him and lick the fluids off his crotch. His friends laughed and made fun of me as I did so then make me clean them too.
After the sex, the men moved to the living room to watch a game. Linda joined them on the couch where they kissed and groped her. I spent the evening serving them snacks and drinks. I was also forced to serve as the men's urinal. By the time they left I was wet with their splattered piss.
One evening, Frank went for a run before dinner. When he returned he forced me to lick the sweat out of his hairy armpits then sat down and made me lick his feet clean. All this while Linda was preparing dinner and watching. Frank enjoyed degrading me and did so more frequently as time progressed.
So that was what our lives became. Frank came when ever he wanted and did whatever he pleased. Our lives revolved around serving him. We did anything to please the master of our home. Linda did so because she loved the sex. I did because submitting to him gave more pleasure than anything else in my life.
Frank's word was law in our house. He didn't allow either of us to have sex with each other or anyone else although he continued to see other women when he wanted. We never complained. We had never been happier.
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