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Jake leaned over his notes at the kitchen table in his girlfriend’s student house, brow furrowed. There was an assignment he needed to submit, for his college course that semester, but things just weren’t making sense. His course, in computer science, had introduced more challenging concepts that semester and he was only then slowly getting to grips with them.

In all honesty, it would have been easier if he wasn’t studying with Sabrina, his girlfriend. She kept smiling at him across the table, her blonde hair swept back from her shoulders, though her boobs were so large that she had to kind of “rest” them on the table just to keep them comfortable. He didn’t mind that, of course not: but it made it trickier for him to look away and pretend her tits weren’t all out and proud, everything on show. She had a low-cut top on that was still tasteful, but it was simply hard for him to look away, regardless of the situation.

Jennifer was perhaps not as curvy as Sabrina, though his gaze flicked over her at the same time. Whereas Sabrina was a blonde, Jennifer was a brunette, her hair falling to her shoulders in a well-maintained, shiny wave.

Jake smiled to himself and spared Tyrone a glance too, even if he was aware he was kind of just distracting himself from studying. He knew vaguely that Tyrone had an open relationship with Jenniefer, though he could not honestly imagine sleeping with anyone other than Sabrina. He made no secret of her being the love of his life. Tyrone, however, with darker skin and a charming smile was wickedly handsome, and it would have taken a fool to ignore that completely.

Sabrina and Tyrone’s gazes, however, kept flicking back to one another, brushing and then teasing away once more, all as if it was a kind of game. Jake was too busy reviewing his notes to notice, even as Sabrina extended her foot under the table, her shoe off and toes wriggling through the thin barrier of her sock.

“Hm?”

Tyrone blinked and started, though it was barely a disruption to their studying. Jake didn’t even look up as they exchanged looks, their gazes leading on with a harder, more intent edge than before.

Sabrina ran her toes up his leg temptingly, though she never reached his crotch. Tyrone sucked in a short, sharp breath and stood, scraping his chair back a little too loudly from the table.

“Sabrina, we should go over lines together,” he said, his voice starting with the faintest of shakes to it and then dropping to his usual, gravelly tone. “I don’t want to disturb you guys – is that okay, Sabrina?”

Sabrina smiled and stood in turn, eagerly joining him on the other side of the table.

“Okay, that sounds good,” she said, looping her arm through his. “Yeah, I think we can get a bit loud when we’re doing some scenes, so don’t worry if you hear any noise.”

Yet it was Sabrina that leaned into Tyrone, letting the sexual tension between them crackle and simmer. Even she could not have said quite how it all had started, yet it felt right to her – and that was all that really matter. Sure, she had Jake… But that was just Jake. Tyrone rumbled with sexual energy, as if it was forever coursing under his skin, residing merely a hair’s breadth under the surface.

His skin burned against hers as he tugged her from the room, though Sabrina barely cast a look back as Jake smiled and wished them luck in rehearsing.

Jake caught the sound of their heavy steps tumbling up the stairs, but didn’t think anything of how much of a rush they were in. Sabrina had already put a lot of time and effort into the performance they were rehearsing for, even if he already knew she was going to be absolutely spectacular. He’d never seen anyone as captivating as her on stage and her course in Theatre Studies was perfectly suited for her.

“Mm, they’re so good at this method acting thing,” he said casually, catching Jennifer’s attention as she perked up. “I didn’t think anyone could get into it that much, but they’re so good. And they take it so seriously too, all for the on-stage romance.”

“Mhm…”

Jennifer blinked curiously at him. Jake could not be that oblivious…or could he? She pulled back a little, almost as if she was expecting something a little more from him, like a smile or a blush: something to show he knew and understood what was really going on. And it was something that had been going on for some time already. Heck, she was more than okay with it and couldn’t imagine Jake not being the same, yet Jennifer was sensitive enough about the relationships of others to know people didn’t always see things the same way she did.

Maybe I’m the one who needs to make it all clearer to him? She thought, rubbing the back of her neck as her fingers played up to the nape of it. He can’t really be that clueless… I wouldn’t call it cheating, even if he might.

“Hye, Jake… Can I ask you something?”

“Huh, yeah,” he said, dragging his head up from his notes. “What’s up?”

“What’d you think if Sabrina was giving Tyrone head right now?” She said, giggling and letting her fingers flirt over her lips, allowing the question to remain innocent, even if it was less than. “Would you be mad? Or if she was bent over, about to get railed in those cute new Lululemon yoga pants you bought her? Those are super cute, by the way.”

Jake shook his head and blinked at her, completely drawn from his studying.

“I-I-I… Uh… What?”

His tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth, eyes watering. How could she even say that to him? But he couldn’t get any real words out of his mouth as his mind went blank, something there stopping him from actually considering the question.

He couldn’t say he didn’t mind and he couldn’t say not either, like he was caught in the middle. As he stumbled over his words, raising his hands as if that would help him “talk” in another way, Jake fumbled to say anything at all, even if he didn’t know what it was he even wanted to say. If he’d had a clear head about it, the answer would have been obvious – and yet it was not.

Jennifer stared at him, her lips twisting a little as she pressed them together. She’d thought the answer to that one would be obvious – so why was he fumbling over everything as if she’d asked him something he really needed to think about? And it was such a display, she’d presented, of kinky, overt unfaithfulness! Surely, the notion of his girlfriend upstairs sucking Tyrone’s cock should have been brazen and sincerely unforgiveable to most – but he blushed and hid his face. Was he just shy?

Ah, but he was not. Not at all. Not as Jennifer raised an eyebrow and tipped forward a little, catching a glimpse of the rising tent in his trousers. There could be no denying that, even if it was something that not even Jake yet understood.

She licked her lips. She shouldn’t ask…but she had to.

“Jake…” Jennifer held her breath, teetering on the edge of asking the question. “Are you a cuckold?”

Her voice rose curiously in pitch and he shuddered, shocking back from the table a few inches as if he had been physically pushed.

“What? I… You…”

His eyes grew wide and yet Jake couldn’t say anything, rubbing his lips together, feeling all those little cracks and lines in them that came from not using enough chap stick. His heart hammered and his stomach churned – but more in the way he felt just before getting on a rollercoaster. Still, he could not explain it and Jennifer wasn’t giving him any time to work things out either.

“Jake! Seriously!”

She growled and rolled her eyes, but she couldn’t truly remain upset by him for too long. Just how he could be so unaware of something intrinsic to him… Well, it was beyond her, but she’d done a lot of sexual soul searching in her time, so maybe she was a little more clued-up on what she liked than some people.

That was the kind way of looking at it and she exhaled, blowing out air through her cheeks and puffing them out. She had to remind herself to be gentle sometimes, but maybe being kind and soft wasn’t all Jake needed.

“Look…” She said more lightly. “Don’t you know what’s really going on? Nothing at all has raised your suspicions in the slightest?”

He grunted and rubbed his throat, scooting in closer to the table to hide the confusing boner in his pants.

“Uh… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Well, look, Jake…” Jennifer pressed. “It’s obvious you like that kind of stuff. You didn’t push it away straight away, you’re thinking about it. Knowing what you like sexually can take your relationship with Sabrina to the next level.”

He swallowed hard and shook his head, though it was only a minute turn of his head from left to right and back again.

“I don’t know…”

“Look, cuckolding can be lots of things,” she explained, hands moving as she talked. “There’s the bull, the guy, and the cuck, though they can have different names too. Some like alpha and beta – I just like cuck and bull, myself. Some cucks like to watch their partner having sex, some like a bit of humiliation, others like to fully retreat from the sexual side of the relationship, looking after their partner and serving their needs. There’s lots of different parts of it, not just the sexual side.”

Jake looked down, his chest tight with emotion he couldn’t put words to. It was all too much, too many things tumbling together all at once, though it hit a safe, secret part of him that he had not let out into the light.

Could he actually like that? What would that even mean for his relationship? Would it break it or, as Jennifer said, make them stronger? Was it even something they needed to do? Maybe it could just be, like, a roleplay thing – and not anything more than that?

“Don’t worry, Jakey,” Jennifer said, leaning over the table and patting his hand, though he didn’t pull back from her. “You’ve really not got anything to worry about. She loves you so much. It’s not really your fault that she can’t be sexually satisfied by a little package, but you can’t change that. She just needs someone else who can, as well as you.”

He blushed furiously, wanting to refute that. He perhaps had a below-average sized cock – but he’d never though Sabrina would tell anyone else about that? He made up for it in other ways, of course, making sure his queen was satisfied with his mouth and tongue, even buying many, many sex toys, all to please her. Sabrina never left their time together in the bedroom without several orgasms if he could help it. Yet he did not penetrate her often, purely as it was not as pleasurable for her as other things.

“You can’t… Jennifer, that’s…”

Knock-knock-knock…

A thumping sound above them caught their attention and heat crawled down Jake’s neck as his gaze travelled slowly upward.

“That’s…” He gaped, lower jaw falling slack. “No… You… This can’t…”

Yet his hard-on throbbed even harder than before and he swallowed his whimper the best he could, glaring at Jennifer. How could she do that to him? He wanted to feel betrayed and yet it wasn’t there, only a sense of something deeper and darker, something that burned hot through the core of his being.

“You could stop her…” Jennifer suggested. “Or not. Maybe that’s what’s making your heart pound so hard, why your dick is tenting out your pants. Come on, Jake, you guys are perfect for each other. This isn’t anything to be ashamed of.”

He blushed harder and tried to rub the heat from his cheeks, yet it was to no avail. A dull roar echoed in his ears and all blood seemed to have left more useful parts of his body, making his cock throb and leak instead. Jennifer grinned and took him by his hand, dragging him up from the table as he yelped. Forced to follow, he stumbled over his own feet.

“Hey! Where are we going?”

“To tell Sabrina about your cuckolding revelation right now!” She said with a grin. “I can’t just stay down here when I know how much she’s going to love it!”

Upstairs, the door to Sabrina’s room was wide open and there was no denying the moans rolling from it. Jake pulled back, but Jennifer pulled him onward, not letting him get out of it, regardless of everything that was going on. He didn’t even know if he wanted to deal with it yet or not! And what did it even mean – was she cheating on him? Did it count if he didn’t really mind it? For there was still a subtle twinge in the pit of his stomach, a part of him that was simply glad that she was getting what she needed. Sure, he didn’t like that he wasn’t the one to give it to her, but he wanted her to be happy above all else.

Jennifer hushed him and he tiptoed, with her, step by step closer to the door. He sweated anxiously, not even knowing what he was doing – but he had to see, had to know, had to have confirmation with his own eyes, one way or the other. She paused when they could peer inside and Jake’s heart skipped a beat.

But it didn’t stop. All he could do was stare, for Sabrina was on top of Tyrone and his rich-toned skin: so much more intriguing than his weak, pale skin. His lips parted and he couldn’t close his mouth as he watched her thick, round ass bouncing on Tyrone’s cock. Her pussy was on full show with her back towards the door and she tucked her chin down, quivering in place as if she was trying, even then, to be quiet. Not that either of them had been quiet at all, really.

“Sab… Sabrina…”

His breath rolled from his lips in the frailest of whispers, cock throbbing viciously in his pants. He watched her buttocks sink down, the flesh jiggling faintly, but her folds hugged his thick member with every rise and fall, the man under her gripping her hips. Yet Tyrone allowed her to use his dick as she pleased, her head twisting back and forth as she forced herself to hide more moans still.

Sabrina… Why?

But he knew why and he clamped his mouth shut, trying to hide his own expression, the illicit arousal searing through every part of his body. Jennifer murmured under her breath, a little roll echoing through her form, her own arousal up too.

“Go downstairs and finish your homework,” she said, licking her lips.

“Wait – you can’t!”

He hissed the words under his breath, but paused when she locked her gaze with his. Jake wanted to push back against her, to say something, to stop the scene before him…but he could not. His wants conflicted with his needs and he hissed through his teeth, nodding and lowering his head. Jennifer pushed him away and entered the room, firmly closing the door after her.

He had no choice.

Jake didn’t say anything as he obeyed her, stomach groaning and churning uncomfortably. Yet it was an unusually comfortable sensation of heaviness that rooted him in place, back downstairs at the table where they’d all been studying together. For maybe, as Jennifer had implied, it was not the cuckold’s place to interfere when their partner was with their…their bull.

The word didn’t fit right in his head and he sucked in a breath, grunting in the back of his throat. Above his head, the bed creaked and he couldn’t stop himself from wondering just what was going on up there, Tyrone getting to have both of them at once. Or maybe that simply showed how good in bed he was, that he was more than capable of pleasing both women at once.

His girlfriend… His girlfriend was fucking someone else, he thought, not knowing what to make of the hard shock of arousal that notion forced into his cock. He squirmed in his seat, worry clouding his head, but his arousal was not to be denied either.

An hour later, Sabrina came downstairs to him not having done very much studying at all, her legs wobbling and her hair all tousled.

“Mm, hey, Jakey,” she murmured, though he couldn’t look her in the eye. “We did a lot of…lines.”

Jake swallowed hard, trying to take her all in at once. She looked like she’d redressed to the best of her ability, but she’d forgotten her bra and, of course, had not done her hair. He couldn’t help but stare as a wide grin stretched across her face: she’d remembered what she needed to come downstairs to talk to Jake about, though he was no longer “just” her boyfriend.

“Jennifer told me everything,” she said plainly, wrapping her arms around him from the side and trapping his own arms against his sides, not letting him hug her back. “I love that you’re going to be my cute little cuckold from now on! That’s amazing… I knew you were a good guy for me, Jake, it’s perfect. I can’t wait to explore how far we can take this dynamic…as boyfriend and girlfriend.”

Of course, she didn’t mention just how far she wanted to take things. It would only scare off her sweet little cuck, Jakey! Jennifer was more skilled in that sort of thing than she was, though it was very fortunate for Sabrina that Jennifer was more than willing to share her boyfriend with her too.

“I don’t know…” He said, mumbling under his breath and needing to make a concentrated effort to be heard. “It’s a lot, Sabrina… I want you to be happy but…it’ll be weird if anyone knows about this.”

“Well, it’s not weird at all,” she said with a smile, openly pushing back against him. “Jennifer already knows, so what’s there to be worried about? We’re going to be great… And I can see how turned on you are about this all – aww!”

She cooed over his hard-on and Jake squirmed. He didn’t feel heard and yet what he needed was for Sabrina to run with things, to take them all in hand despite everything. Exhaling, he nodded, his eyes half closed – and Sabrina took that chance to capture his lips in a deep kiss. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and he allowed her to make it as intimate as she liked, his hand coming up tenderly to brush against her cheek.

The deal was sealed, though Jake could never have anticipated what he’d got himself into.

*

A week later, Jake and Sabrina hung out in the kitchen, clad only in their comfortable pyjamas as they baked cookies together. In her house again, he didn’t feel quite right, anticipating Tyrone coming around the corner at any moment, even though he would have every right to, as Jennifer’s boyfriend too. Yet Jake just felt he only had eyes for Sabrina after all that he’d seen, able to catch on to what was going on under his nose just a little more.

The flirty touches in the hallway.

The way they lingered close to each other.

Tyrone leaning in nearer to Sabrina, even in public.

Why, anyone watching might have thought they were a couple. Jake tried to reassure himself that he knew the truth, despite everything that was going on. It was okay, because he was the one who was really with Sabrina.

Right?

“Mmm, I’m really overdue a girls’ night in like this,” she chirped happily as she brushed past him, not realising how she’d eased herself by his crotch, which could have been seen as something flirtatious. “It’s so nice to have a girlfriend like this to hang out with, just chilling. And you’re so good at baking cookies like this!”

Jake squirmed and tried to push back.

“Uh… Come on, Sabrina, I’m not a girlfriend,” he said, checking the consistency of the batch of cookie dough he was making in the big mixing bowl. “But I’ll happily spend a night in with you like this anytime. I just want to make you happy.”

“Oh, I know, Jakey,” she said, casting him a sidelong look that could have meant anything at all. “But it’s not very boyfriendly of you to bake cookies, you know. But it is just like you!”

She said it all so happily that it was hard to make anything bad about what she was saying.

“So, uh…” He tried to change the topic, although he was a little overt about it. “How was your day? Did you do anything interesting? I mean, I know your classes are really interesting, but I want to hear all about it – from you, of course.”

“Oh, classes for Theatre were pretty standard today,” Sabrina mused. “Hm… Just a lot of rehearsing and finer details, all the little things that make a show come together. But I had fun with Tyrone today – behind the costume racks. Damn, he almost made me moan so loud that we got caught!”

“Huh?”

He gulped and stared at her, heart suddenly pounding all over again. She couldn’t be serious, could she? He hadn’t even thought she’d done anything more with Tyrone since that time he’d seen – though Jake was starting to think that really wasn’t the first time. Jake didn’t know what he was supposed to believe or not, or even if what Sabrina was telling him was the truth in the slightest.

He squirmed and turned away, trying to look “put out,” but even he didn’t think he came across that way all that much. It was tricky to put words to how thinking of her with the darker-skinned Tyrone, mixed race, turned him on, making him wish he’d been there to see it all. And yet there was something alluring too about hearing it all from her: a firsthand experience that he still was not there for.

“Uh… Is that something you should be telling me about?”

He didn’t know what to say and could have face-palmed at what he came out with instead. It wasn’t right and it wasn’t wrong as he grunted in the back of his throat and watched Sabrina out of the corner of his eye.

She was beautiful, though there was a swing in her hips that had not been there before. He eyed up her form. Was she even thicker and curvier than before? Jake could not be sure, but he thought she might have been eating a little more. Not that he minded that in the slightest. In fact, he adored her when she was larger and heavier, his fingers sinking sweetly into her buttocks as he gripped them, helping her ride him when they had sex.

But they hadn’t had that kind of sex in a while either.

He shook off that thought as Jake tried to think of something else, just to get his hard-on to go down again.

What Jake didn’t know was that was just Sabrina’s way of checking in on him, seeing if it really was okay that their new relationship dynamic was becoming increasingly public in that manner. Well, in the sense that she wasn’t hiding her cheating behaviour any longer.

But he popped a boner quickly and Sabrina grinned to herself. How silly that it had taken so long for Jake to find out just what she was getting up to! Especially when it was as fun as it was! Tyrone’s cock felt so good inside her, though Jakey could never match up to that. It would be silly and rather cruel to even make him try. Really, she was doing a good thing in finding someone else with a big dick to fuck, someone who made her moan loudly and grind on to them.

“Yeah, we really nearly got caught,” she said, shooting him a grin. “Maybe next time you should stand on the door and keep people away, just so we have enough time together.”

Jake blushed. Would he be able to hear them on the other side of the door? That was a kind of hot thought. He kept it to himself, however.

They moved between one another and Jake kept his hands to himself as they baked the cookies, though Sabrina leaned on the counter after not a lot of time. She didn’t have to do anything but watch him as she stood there, on her phone. She grinned and nipped at her lower lip, fingers dancing over her phone as she typed out a message.

Jake wanted to see who she was messaging, but…was it really his place?

“You know, it’s okay to be turned on by it, Jakey,” she said, shooting him a softer, more comforting smile. “It’s okay for our relationship to be a bit different. We never were typical, were we?”

He pondered that for a moment before nodding.

“Mm… I guess you are right. But I’m not…”

“Oh, you don’t have to hide being turned on, Jakey,” she murmured, attention half on her phone. “I want you to be comfortable with it too.”

“Oh! Yeah… Yeah…” He tried to play it off, though likely didn’t do a very good job of it. “It’s all okay, I get it…”

He didn’t really know what he was doing, keeping an eye on Sabrina as she posed, taking selfies that grew increasingly promiscuous with every one. First, she held the phone high, taking some angled shots, then changed it up so she tugged her loose top to the side, as if she was going to pull it all the way off and expose her breasts. A finger hooked into the side of her pyjama bottoms hinted at something more too as she pulled them down over her hip, exposing a pair of lacey panties.

Jake almost whined. How could someone else be the first to see those in a message? It should have been him! And yet…it shouldn’t have been him. His first reaction was purely instinctive, acting as he was “supposed” to react in terms of the society and culture around him. His cock twitched, showing him just how he actually felt about things, leaking a tiny drop of pre-cum into his underwear. It was not enough to soak through and was just another little note as to how weak he was in comparison to the “bull” Sabrina had found.

She pulled her pyjama bottoms down and turned around, showing off her ass as she took another picture. He groaned softly.

“Hey, Jakey? Can you check if my butt looks too big in this shot? I want to get a really good one.”

He smiled. That was an easy answer and it was a relief to know, at that time, exactly how he felt about something. That made a change.

“Of course not,” he said quickly, and truthfully. “You look beautiful, stunning – as always.”

Heat rushed to his cheeks, blushing despite speaking the truth. Sabrina grinned and stuck her butt out further, the pyjama bottoms pulled down further so her butt was fully exposed. Her thick buttocks filled out her underwear very nicely, the fabric hugging her every curve in a Brazilian cut that highlighted just how round her ass was.

It was the perfect way for her to be and the perfect shot. But Jake knew it wasn’t him she was sending it to.

Sabrina basked in the feeling of controlling her boyfriend. Although Jennifer didn’t do that with Tyrone, of course, she’d said it would feel good, that she’d be able to find another facet of herself that she hadn’t uncovered before. If Sabrina had known just how true that was, she would have openly cucked her boyfriend long, long ago – but everything good, surely, took time too. The power she had over him, her meek, sweet boyfriend, was not to be scoffed at, however, and her mind ran amok with all the things she could do to him, now that she had him under her thumb.

Of course, Jake wanted it too. She might not have kept pushing if that was not the case, but it was merely a happy accident that it had all come to light.

“You’re so good to me, Jakey,” she cooed, giving him her best smile as he visibly stuttered. “Here, I want another shot…”

She pulled her pyjama bottoms back up to cover her ass, but they pulled tightly between her cheeks, digging in a little. Sabrina rolled her eyes, mildly annoyed, and clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth.

“Oof… Well, they’ll look great!”

As she posed, she pushed her ass out even further than before, putting a curve into her lower back. Alas, her pyjama bottoms didn’t hold up as her attention remained half on her submissive boyfriend, shoving her as back too far into the pose that would be sent to Tyrone.

Rrrriiiiiiip!

“Oh!”

Sabrina started as she craned her neck around, staring wide-eyed at the huge rip in her favourite pair of pyjama bottoms. Even though she’d been eating more lately, for Tyrone enjoyed her thicker body with more to hold and grip when he was fucking her, she hadn’t thought it had all gone to her ass that quickly!

“Oh, no… No, these were my favourite…”

Her heart sank and she swallowed hard, pressing her fingers to her lips. Her hand shook and, for a moment, Sabrina wondered if she was really going to cry. Of course, she knew and understood it was only a pair of pyjama bottoms, but it had been such a shock that she didn’t know what to make of her new, changing body.

“Oh, Sabrina – it’s okay! It’s okay!”

And then there was Jake, rushing to comfort her. He wrapped his arms around her without a second thought and she leaned into him, even though her lower lip still wobbled a little.

“You’re beautiful, Sabrina, they really must have been terrible quality,” he said, rushing over himself in an effort to get all his words out at once. “It’s okay, you’re so beautiful, don’t worry about it, I’ll buy you two new pairs tomorrow – ones that fit you wonderfully and complement you!”

“Oh… Jakey, that’s so sweet of you.”

Sniffling only a little, Sabrina leaned not her boyfriend and smiled softly. It was hard not to be swayed when he’d rushed to console her. He really was a kind boyfriend.

She leaned in without thinking for a kiss and his lips juddered briefly against hers. It was clear Jake had not been expecting that, but he still kissed her back softly and sweetly. His kisses were so different to Tyrone’s that she couldn’t help but curiously lean into it and compare them, though it was Sabrina who led the kiss with Jake. How could she not.

She drew back for breath, glancing down to find his pyjama bottoms tenting out a little. Jake slid his arms around her, giving her a shy look.

“Um…” He said slowly, once again struggling for words. “Do you…want to go to the bedroom…with me?”

She smiled at him, but couldn’t stop a little laugh from bubbling up.

“Oh, Jakey, you’re so cute.” She dropped a kiss on his nose, though that didn’t stop her grin from spreading across her face. “But we don’t do that now, it just wouldn’t make sense.”

Jake blushed and ducked his head.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, well, we never really had proper sex before,” she explained. “You using toys on me is one thing… But can you really remember when we had you inside me? Jakey, I just can’t feel a little penis like that.”

He blushed harder, the heat burning his cheeks, but she was right. They didn’t have much sex and, when they had done a little, it had all been focused on Sabrina – and he’d liked that too.

“You’re so innocent, sweetie,” she went on, “but I’m glad you are. It’s what makes you who you are. But it doesn’t make sense for us to have sex anymore. You understand, don’t you?”

“Ah… I guess?”

Jake couldn’t honestly say he knew what to make of all that, his cock hard in his pyjama bottoms, despite her telling him they weren’t ever going to make use of it again. He was sure that was what she meant – but maybe she was just teasing him? Could it be as simple as that?

“Since I started sleeping with Tyrone,” she explained, “I need a bigger cock. Even the toys you got, well… They can’t at all do what his dick does for me. I only want BBC now. You’d totally get it if you felt what I felt.”

She shivered, thinking about to her last time with Tyrone. He’d really gone for it, that time, fucking her doggystyle, his cock plunging into her over and over again. And he’d lasted for so long too!

She really couldn’t ever have that with Jake and it wasn’t fair to him to ask him to match up to something he could never hope to do. She didn’t want to be mean to him in that way, after all.

Jake tried to grapple with that, though failed dismally. The only thing he could think to ask about was Tyrone’s race, considering what kind of “cock” Sabrina said she wanted.

“I thought he was…mixed?”

She grinned.

“Yeah, mostly African-American though, as far as I know. And he’s definitely got the dick for it, Jakey, it’s just… Wow! You should see it!”

He didn’t think he ever wanted to see that, but he could understand her wanting something that went deep inside her: he’d seen it in the toys, after all. Come to think of it, she hadn’t really had sex with him, of any kind, in a really long time. To anyone who knew them, they might have thought Sabrina and Jake were celibate, or waiting for the right time.

“Oh… Well…”

He wanted to really be understanding, his cock deflating a little. To just give up sex and act like he was nothing more than a virgin? Maybe that was the rest of his life with her, but he wasn’t so sure how he thought about that. There was so much to being a cuckold that seemed to rip away his choice and take things out of his control. He’d never thought that sex would be entirely off the table when he was with her and his mind swirled with too many thoughts, all colliding with conflicting, pushing emotions.

“You can still be there for me in other ways, sweetie,” she reassured him, running her fingers down the light line of his jaw as she kissed his forehead. “It’s all okay. You can buy me clothes, expensive makeup, make me lovely dinners… Oh, and, of course, you’ll always be there for me emotionally, Jakey. No one else will do that for me like you do.”

“Mm.”

He shook his head. That didn’t seem like enough, but he wanted to be with her. He wanted to actually have a sexual relationship with her, although it had been little of one: that was something he could finally see. What he’d thought was “something” had been fleeting and short-lived, blowing his mind while it had barely tickled her needs and desires.

It was not a sexual relationship he’d had with her…but maybe, one day, he could be enough to satisfy some of her desires. Mentally, he resolved to look up more oral techniques and the like, just so he could be ready. It was the least he could do for her.

However, Sabrina’s mind was already set and her cuckold would not get the sex he thought he needed for them to be close. Him serving her needs and supporting her in other ways would be more than enough for Sabrina when she had Tyrone, currently, to take care of her sexual needs. What more could Jake possibly do that would ever come close to that?

“Okay… Okay, that’ll be okay,” he said quietly, though he let Sabrina hug him, even if he only weakly returned the gesture. “I’ll be there for you, Sabrina, always. I promise.”

“Awww, Jakey,” she murmured, kissing his hair. “You’re such a mature, sweet boyfriend. You’re so understanding, thank you, Jake.”

He finished off the rest of the baking, but his heart wasn’t quite as in it as before. Sabrina, of course, went immediately back on her phone, tapping away and grinning. He didn’t have to ask her anymore who she was messaging: he already knew.

And…he didn’t mind. Sure, there was that lingering conflict in the pit of his stomach, but Jake didn’t honestly feel like he needed to address it too deeply. Things were moving on and pulling him along with them, so he simply was not needed in the sense of being an active participant even in his own life.

He kind of liked not having to think about things like that though. Perhaps there were more good things still to be had in his new relationship with Sabrina, even if he was dubious about it.

She knew better than him, he was sure, Jake reasoned with himself, checking on the cookies in the oven, which were baking nicely. He was more feminine than she was, in the sense that he was better at domestic things. She was beautiful and full-bodied and feminine in the best of ways and Jake would never, ever refute that in the slightest.

He glanced at Sabrina, how there was a gentle smile on her lips, her blonde hair falling lightly forward on one side. It was as if the golden halo of her hair was trying to cover her face, though there was no possible way Jake could have seen her as more angelic than she already was.

“Mmm…” She hummed under her breath and he couldn’t help but make a soft sound in return. “Those smell really good, Jakey! I can’t wait to get into them!”

He smiled and nodded. Everything felt a little more at ease in a moment like that and he wondered, briefly, what had made him feel so despondent. Everything was normal, just as it had been before. Only, they both got a little more of what they needed from the relationship. Things were changing, but, honestly, Jake had never expected them to stay the same anyway.

“They’ll be all ready for you in a moment, hun,” he said, feeling lighter than he had only a short while ago. “I made sure your favourite flavours were in there, plus the special salted caramel and white chocolate!”

“Hm, maybe I prefer dark chocolate now…”

He laughed at her reference, of course, to Tyrone, though his skin was not quite that deep in shade. But the sentiment remained as Jake shared her grin and Sabrina eyed up the cookies, almost ready to come out of the oven, hungrily.

“Ripping those yoga pants was inevitable,” she admitted, not as bothered by it as she had been before. “I have more room for cookies now!”

“And you are always beautiful, remember that.”

They kissed, although it was a lighter, more chaste one than before, and Sabrina pulled away before Jake did. He couldn’t stop the smile from tugging at his lips as he got on with sorting the cookies, though they would need to cool a little before she could eat them.

Together, their relationship was going to be everything they needed it to be.

*

Next year, after college graduation

Sabrina chuckled as she leaned forward over the table at Starbucks, the cream on her pumpkin spice Frappuccino sinking slowly into the drink, though she’d always liked it a little thicker like that. It reminded her of other things. Jennifer sat opposite her with the same drink, the women entirely at ease with each other.

Their bodies, however, had grown thicker and fuller, needing clothes in a larger size, though the extra weight on their bodies perfectly complemented them. The round of Sabrina’s ass pushed out gently over the sides of her chair, though with Jake to worship her, to serve her and, of course, to tell her how amazing she looked, Sabrina couldn’t see herself as anything else. Of course, she still had Tyrone to pound her too and he made her feel like the sexiest woman in the world.

They’d both only just got lip fillers done together, at the well-reviewed place in the city that was nice and easy to get to, although it meant their lips were very swollen immediately after receiving the injections. Some would have even called them “bimbo lips,” though neither Sabrina nor Jennifer would have minded in the slightest if their lips had stayed like that either. Maybe there was a way they could go even larger too? They could only see.

It had taken a while for them to find a table to sit at that accommodated them both without squeezing uncomfortably into a booth. Yet there was no space for their large breasts unless they sat far back from the table, so they both ended up resting the heavy spill of their tits on top of the table. It was even more comical than it had been when they’d done similar before just so they could scoot in all the way to tables, but now it had become a necessity.

Jennifer hummed her appreciation under her breath as she took a big suck and gulp of her drink, while Sabrina slurped a little. They laughed it off, licking cream off their lips, though their extra-large drinks would keep them occupied for a little while.

“It’s so nice that Jakey paid for my lip fillers too!” Jennifer spoke up, her smile widening despite her swollen lips. “He’s so kind – and good to both of us!”

Sabrina laughed.

“Oh, Jakey doesn’t know he paid for yours too, he thought he was just paying for mine when he gave me his credit card. Besides, if he really wants to marry me, he should get used to spoiling me and my friends!”

Sabrina chuckled more throatily, adjusting her position, which only seemed to make her breast rest more heavily still on the table – that was, if they could be more overt.

“He’ll understand, if he finds out,” she added, sucking hard on her straw between sentences. “Besides, it’ll all work out. He loves me and he likes you, you opened his eyes to what our relationship could be. And he cooks the most amazing dinners for me still, I just can’t stop eating!”

“Hah! I can see,” Jennifer said, though there was no teasing note in her voice, just admiration and appreciation for Sabrina’s thicker body too. “I know, I know, I keep getting invited too, but I just want to come back again. What was that spicy fajita thing he did the other night?”

“Oh, that was a recipe he made up!” Sabrina said proudly. “He’s so clever like that, he makes it so I never have to lift a finger for cooking or anything like that.”

“Mm, so how’ve you been?” Jennifer asked. “It feels like it’s been ages since we caught up, it got so busy during exam season.”

“Yeah, that was crazy busy,” Sabrina agreed. “No, things have been good, but I kind of wanted to ask you for a bit of advice.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, it’s to do with Jake. I think there’s a bit of trouble coming for us.”

“Oh, no.” Jennifer’s eyebrows pushed together with genuine sympathy and concern for her friend. “What’s going on? I thought you two were doing so well together since he became your cuck!”

“Mm, me too,” Sabrina said, pausing to take another long suck of her drink, collecting her thoughts. “It’s just… Well… Jake wants to have kids together and we don’t have sex to do that. I mean, it just didn’t make sense, I stopped having sex with him before I even spent time with Tyrone.”

Jennifer nodded.

“Yeah, I got that. He couldn’t give you what you needed in bed. But now… Is it that he wants to have sex or wants to have kids?”

“Well, I think it’s just kids, one day,” Sabrina continued. “He’s not raised anything about sex for a good few months now, it suits us way better like this. But I just can’t have kids with him when I only want to have sex with BBC. It’s just…impossible.”

She spread her hands out as if helpless, though it was Sabrina, ultimately, who held all the control in the relationship.

“Hm, yeah, that is kind of a problem,” Jennifer mused. “But I’ve been watching a lot of cuck stuff lately, on TikTok. Kinda reminds me of you and Jake when you guys haven’t been around quite as much, busy lives and all that. But I’ve heard a lot of cuckolds have been getting vasectomies to show just how devoted they are to their girlfriends.”

Sabrina sat up a little straighter, eyes widening.

“Oh! That seems like a lot, though I’m intrigued…”

“Yeah,” Jennifer said with a smile. “It’s so cute, them stripping away that tiny last bit of their masculinity to show how they worship their queens… Really sweet of them. Just look up the hashtag CuckSnipped to see more of that, it might work for you two? It would completely take having biological kids off the table and it may be just what the two of you need.”

“It sounds great!” Sabrina couldn’t help but speak too loudly, so enthused that she clapped her hands together and even turned heads in the coffee shop. “Really, Jennifer, thank you so much! I think that’s exactly what Jake needs to show how devoted he is to me. I mean, of course, I know how much he loves me, but I want more than just that, you know? That’s why I got into all the cuck stuff with him to begin with.”

“Mmm, I get that, you need something that works for both of you,” Jennifer added. “But this is just the next logical step and there’s loads of other cucks doing it too, it’s not like it’s anything unusual. More and more people are getting into these unconventional relationships too. Maybe, if anything, cuckolding is becoming more and more conventional!”

Sabrina nodded her agreement.

“It is a lot better for submissive guys to take on a cuck role. It’s just easier for them and they’re not stuck trying to be something they’re not. I can’t imagine how horrible it is for true cucks, always trying to meet the masculine demands of society… When that’s completely not what they are.”

“Yeah,” Jennifer added. “The world is really not set up for guys like them, they need to find the place for themselves that fits them too. And it doesn’t mean you can’t have a family, of course, if he gets the snip. You two just get a family from one of the guys you’re fucking.”

Sabrina grinned. Of course, she wasn’t only having sex with Tyrone, though she had to admit he was still very much her favourite. Sabrina leaned back in her chair a little, scrolling through the #CuckSnipped feed on TikTok, though some videos were too explicit for her to really be checking out in Starbucks. That was okay, however, for she was just digging into it while she had a moment.

At least, she was – until another hashtag caught her eye.

“Uh, hey…” She paused, tapping on to it. “What’s #SuperCuckSnipped about? Do you know that one?”

Jennifer grinned and leaned over the table, lightly squashing her breasts. That was something she was used to, however, as she whispered into Sabrina’s ear and divulged to her exactly what it was that the hashtag referred to. A slow smile spread across Sabrina’s face and she couldn’t help but giggle a little.

It was perfect. So perfect.

“Oh…”

Heat rose to her cheeks as arousal flooded her, though she swayed a little and took another sugary slurp of her drink to steady herself and her lightheaded spell.

“You know, you’d need to get Jake’s consent for something like that,” Jennifer warned her. “It’s not something they’ll just, you know, do for you. They want to make sure it’s all above board and consensual… But is that really ever a problem when it comes to a cuck like him?”

“Oh, I don’t have any worry about that,” Sabrina said dismissively. “It’ll be easy. This is going to bring everything together.”

With the cogs turning in her head, she smirked subtly and leaned back in her chair. Jake wasn’t going to know what hit him, but it was exactly what they needed to take their relationship to that beautiful next level. There’d be no worry or concern about having biological children anymore, just them doing what they did best. Of course, Jake would continue serving her every need and they’d be happy with that, it wasn’t as if he was going to be cast aside for every bull who took her fancy.

Until then, she’d have to lay the groundwork for that special change with Jake.

*

Later that day, Jake bowed over his computer in the little office in his apartment. Sabrina had moved in with him after finishing college, though it was still kind of small for the two of them. As he didn’t have a roommate there, it was at least private for the two of them. Of course, Sabrina had overtaken all the decoration in there, so it looked more like a place where only she lived. As long as he was with her, however, he was happy.

Cuckolding, well…it took a lot of pressure off him. Jake could barely believe, in hindsight, just how much pressure he’d felt on him to perform. Maybe it had only been due to himself, but…he didn’t think so. It had just been there, looming and lurking, always letting him know he wasn’t enough for his partner. Yet it was all in the way he’d been able to find something that worked for them both, sinking deep into his submissive cuckold role while Sabrina soared.

Of course, he supported them both, though he was sure Sabrina would find work soon. It would take some of the financial pressure away, though they were still doing more than well enough. That was probably due to the smaller apartment, which at least made things ever so slightly easier.

He perked up a little as a text message popped up on his phone from Sabrina.

Sabrina: Hey, Jakey! The lip filler procedure was super awesome! They look fantastic! Wanna see them in action?

Jake: Of course! I’m so glad they look wonderful on you!

He didn’t know what she had in mind, though that swiftly became clear as a video came through next, taking a moment to load on her phone.

“Oh!”

He gulped and scooted his chair back a little, trousers suddenly tight around his small hard-on as he watched her big, plump lips sliding sensually down the length of what could only be Tyrone’s cock. Jake’s heart pounded and his head spun a little dizzyingly with the rate at which blood left other more useful parts of his body, disappearing into his dick.

“Mmm…”

In the video, she sucked and slurped around his cock, sliding up and down slowly as if she was putting on a show with her bull just for him. Jake wasn’t even sure if he was the only recipient of the video, though he rather liked the idea that she was turning on other guys too. It was just nice of Sabrina to include him too.

“Mmm, Sabrina,” he breathed, eyes fixed on the video. “Do you even know how hot you are?”

He’d have to buy her something else special, just to make sure she knew how good she looked. In recent months, she’d gained a lot of weight and had needed new bras too, though he spent hours in the evenings, when she didn’t need him, looking up new lingerie he could get her, all in her size. With her sizes still changing in terms of clothes, that left him with plenty of options to make sure she had everything she needed.

He couldn’t take his eyes off the video as he watched the clip again and again, though it was altogether too brief for him. He ran his gaze hungrily over the sheen of saliva left on the guy’s cock while her thick, swollen lips caressed his meat with due reverence. A part of him vaguely wished that it was him getting a blowjob, but that wasn’t really a part of his relationship. So, the feeling was fleeting, slipping away as soon as it had appeared.

Jennifer was briefly in the background, though Jake wasn’t all that concerned by her. It was frequent to see her with Sabrina and Tyrone together, especially after they had finished the busy time of having their final exams and graduation. The Theatre Studies students, however, had mostly done coursework and performances, even if there was a small, written component to their work too.

Yet there was no chance at all he could focus on his work after seeing that, even though he tried to set his phone down. Jake groaned and picked it up again a moment later, head fogging over lightly with arousal, though in the kind of way he wanted it to linger.

Jake: I’m glad you are happy with it! It cost a lot, I’m so glad it was worth it!

That seemed an odd response to seeing a blowjob video, but he ran with it. It sounded right to him – and he was glad they were working out for her. They were worth every single cent as long as Sabrina was happy with them and it most certainly looked like she was.

Sabrina: After blowing him to show off my lips, we got friskier than planned! We went to his room and he fucked me doggystyle. I know you love getting to see me being pounded and you’ve been such a good boy too, Jakey… So, I got Jennifer to film me!

He gasped – but no video immediately followed her words. He twitched impatiently, drumming his fingers on the table as if he had earned that kind of video. Hey, good boys got rewards and he was more than determined to claim his reward one way or the other!

Even if there was nothing he could really do about it, but it was all in his head so he didn’t have to worry about anything being said aloud. He just wanted to see her having fun and, by proxy, have his own fun too. He didn’t masturbate around Sabrina, of course, for that wasn’t right for a cuckold, but that still didn’t mean at all that he didn’t have his own needs, in some way, to relieve.

She didn’t hasten along with the video, however, leaving him staring impatiently at the phone screen, tapping his foot on the floor. He hadn’t got off in quite some time, but it just hadn’t been in the forefront of his mind with so much going on. He had a lot of work to do, after all, and taking care of Sabrina enveloped a lot of his time, which he didn’t mind at all.

But when she teased him, the sexually repressed side of him flooded to the surface and forced every jot of his attention on to it. He grunted, drumming his fingers once again on the desk, his work forgotten for the day.

When his phone chirped again, he fumbled trying to open her message. Still, however, there was no video attached.

Sabrina: I’ll send it to you…but only if you sign on this that Jennifer has sent over. Open the e-mail and the attached document. You can E-Sign, Jakey, if you really want to see the video.

Oh, she was teasing him again, wasn’t she? Jake’s lips pursed, tightening and then loosening, though his knee bounced up and down, not able to stop himself from jostling himself constantly. What was it she wanted him to sign? It was probably something boring to do with their place or something, or maybe just something she wanted…

Jake knew he wasn’t thinking clearly, but it was hard to think at all when his cock was as hard and as needy as it was. Jake licked his lips and fumbled as he tried to click on to the e-mail link that had come through, even if it took him a few tries to get there.

He should have taken his time. He should have read what he was digitally signing. He should have paused and realised nothing needed to be done in that much of a rush.

But he didn’t. And that was Jake’s fall.

Jake was simply too eager to get that video from Sabrina as he groaned in the back of his throat and licked his lips, craving all she’d promised. It was the only time, really, he ever got to see her naked those days too – unless he was doing something like taking care of her personal grooming too. There was nothing sexual about it, however, and he tapped urgently on the phone as he tried to open the signing app.

“Ugh, damn it…”

It wasn’t working and he hastened further, getting the e-mail open and open the document Sabrina had said about. But it was all taking so long! If he didn’t hurry up, would Sabrina just decide he didn’t want to see the video enough? There was always that risk and, as much as he enjoyed their little back and forth, he still wanted to get the chance to watch and lust for her as only he could.

There were a few headings on the e-mail and the document that he skimmed over.

Hospital.

Permanent.

Assumes all risks.

Eh, it was probably another treatment Sabrina wanted. Regardless, he trusted her implicitly. She’d never do anything that was dangerous for her; she had a good head on her shoulders and nothing bad was going to happen there.

He’d ask her about it later, he determined, signing it with an e-signature and sending it as quickly as he could straight back to Jennifer. Perhaps Jake should have paused to consider the fact that the document had come from Jennifer too and not Sabrina, but that was just another little-big thing that slipped from his mind when it really should have been at the forefront.

Sabrina: Jakey! What a good boy you are, you signed the document! Take the rest of the day off, sweetie, and you can watch my video!

He grinned, his smile stretching practically from one ear to the other, although it felt like there was little else for him to do. He tapped the button quickly on his computer to shut everything down – she was right, his work could definitely wait – and rushed to the bedroom to open the video on his tablet. It offered a larger screen than his phone, at least, and his cock throbbing in his pants demanded immediate, urgent attention. It spoke volumes of the effect Sabrina had on him that his cock had remained hard throughout – and that he’d got so hard so swiftly.

“Hm…”

Jake hummed happily as he leaned back against the pillows on the bed, opening the video to a view of a partially clothed Jennifer.

“Mmm, thank you for my new lip fillers, Jakey,” Jennifer cooed, her lips plump and full, though some of the initial swelling seemed to have gone down. “We wanted to show you just how much we both appreciate them… Come here and see what Sabrina is doing. She’s Tyrone’s girl now though.”

“Yes…” He muttered under his breath, pulling his trousers down a little along with his underwear – just enough to coax his cock out, even if his balls weren’t free. “Yes, please…”

The video continued regardless of his interruption, however, and he watched Jennifer in just her lingerie walk to her bedroom where Sabrina was on all fours, moaning loudly. Tyrone stood at the edge of the bed pounding her pussy, his hands on her hips, though one hand moved occasionally to give her wonderfully large ass a sharp smack. Her flesh jiggled wantonly with every thrust and every slap and Jake groaned, wanting to lean in hungrily even closer to the screen than he was already.

“Fuck, I wish I was there…”

The camera view moved down a little, showing from below just how Tyrone sank into her pussy. Jake groaned and squirmed, wanting to be a part of it, despite knowing that it wasn’t his right, not in the slightest, to ever be a part of something like that again with Sabrina.

But, maybe… Maybe that was okay. His arousal swept away more rational thoughts as he stared at the screen, groaning lightly in the back of his throat.

“Ah, fuck…” Tyrone grunted, his voice so much deeper and more masculine than Jake’s, even as it came through the video. “You feel so good… So tight…”

Jake shivered. He would say those things to Sabrina too if he was there with her, if he had the right to sink his shaft into her. Even then, he could barely remember the times he’d been allowed. It had all been so fleeting and he shook his head slightly. It just hadn’t been a good part of their relationship, even though he’d thought he had done well enough with his fingers and mouth. Seeing Tyrone fuck her showed him just how needy she was for big, black cocks.

Tyrone fit that bill, all muscle and power as he rolled into her voluptuous body with long, demanding strokes of his cock. Her pussy hugged his cock with every thrust, her folds dragging sensually around the length of his cock. Jennifer must have been holding the phone close to Sabrina’s body to get such a good view and Jake squirmed, loving the view of Sabrina’s arousal coating Tyrone’s thick length.

He was more focused on Sabrina than he was Tyrone, though sometimes Jake got videos and clips of her doing it with other guys. Sometimes, he recognised them and sometimes he didn’t. All that mattered was that Sabrina was getting what she wanted.

“Mmm, here we have the bull, giving his hot girl every inch of meat she needs…”

That was Jennifer’s voice, though he couldn’t see her on the video – as she was the one holding the camera.

“Go on, Tyrone, go harder than that. You know how much she loves it when you make her booty bounce!”

Jennifer encouraged Tyrone on as he fucked Sabrina harder. It was always curious how Jennifer and Tyrone worked so perfectly together, just like that, though that wasn’t something Jake aspired to. He was more than sure things were working out just fine in his relationship with Sabrina – and it was different to theirs.

Maybe he would have thought otherwise if he’d known what he’d signed and agreed to. But that really wasn’t important anymore.

Sabrina rolled her hips back into Tyrone’s hold as he ground into her, his hips bouncing off her ass with every stroke. Jake couldn’t tear his eyes away, right where he needed to be, though that was a big prat of him that wanted to be there next to her, kneeling and watching the action. Seeing her lips on Tyrone’s cock like that had simply not been enough. Like an addict, he’d had a hit and needed more, so much more.

“Mmmm, ohhhhh!”

Sabrina moaned, though she was typically not all that verbal when it came to sex. Jake still loved her moans and groans, however, all those little sounds that she made when in the throes of passion. He rubbed his hand roughly over his cock, though it was a part of him that was almost forgotten when he was watching the video. It took his attention away from the scene unfolding on the video, after all, when he focused on his own pleasure, not knowing where his lust truly lay.

Tyrone growled, a deep, guttural sound, as he ground into Sabrina, leaning over her back. Jennifer stepped back to get a better shot, catching every ripple and pull through Sabrina’s body as his body met hers in thrust after thrust, making sure to use every inch of his delectable cock.

There really was no comparing to a girth like that, how Tyrone stretched out Sabrina so beautifully, without ever truly pushing her past any limits she may have had. Maybe what they said about BBC really was true – that anyone who had one simply wouldn’t want anything else at all afterwards. It made perfect sense that it all suited Sabrina, that she clenched around his cock so beautifully and kept going back for more, over and over again.

Jake was merely glad he got to enjoy the view. Jennifer panned a little behind Tyrone, though the view was brief – just showing off the force and power in his dark-skinned body, just how easy it was for him to fuck Sabrina. His glutes tensed, but all Jake had his eyes on was the roll and shiver of Sabrina’s body as she bowed her chest down to the bed, pushing her ass up even higher for Tyrone’s cock. She rocked back on him with a low moan, but her larger breasts stopped her from pressing her chest all the way down. Under them, the sheets rumpled, Tyrone putting one knee up on the bed so he could grind more forcibly, getting a better angle.

“Change position, Tyrone, let’s get another shot for the video.”

They swapped to Sabrina on top, which gave Jake the best view of her breasts bouncing with the sultry rise and fall of her body as she rode Tyrone’s cock. Her head fell back and he groaned, licking his lips, watching it all as he languidly pumped his cock. He didn’t focus too much on his own pleasure, but he wanted to take in everything as if it was the only time he was going to get to watch the video. Sometimes, Sabrina deleted videos she’d sent him from his phone, making sure he was reliant on what she sent him and allowing him access as and when it pleased her.

“Look how important it is for a woman like Sabrina to get taken care of by an alpha male,” Jennifer said suggestively, though Jake’s eyes were still on Sabrina and the join of her body to Tyrone’s. “A beta male must always let his queen be taken care of, of course. Jakey… You simply can’t look after Sabrina like Tyrone can.”

Sabrina moaned and smiled, trying to wave at the camera, although it was hard for her to do that as she tipped forward. Resting both of her hands flat on Tyrone’s chest, she ground and rocked back on his cock, though Jake appreciated the view very much. Doggystyle was one thing, but it offered him a somewhat limited view of the action when it was all being recorded for him.

Either way, Jake was more than happy to take what he was given, even though he wanted to try a little harder to get her to sleep with him again. He didn’t need to be inside her, of course, but he wanted to see if it was possible to perhaps please her orally or similar. He was sure someone could give him some pointers, that it wasn’t all about the cock…

“Ohhhh, yessss!”

It was hard to believe that, however, as he watched Sabrina ride Tyrone’s cock like it was the only thing left to her, the only thing she could ever have craved in the world. Maybe he was wrong, rubbing one out on his small prick, a deep ache running through his body.

“Alpha males take care of their women in ways that cucks can’t, Jakey,” Jennifer crooned to him through the recording, even though she wasn’t in the shot. “You can’t match up to this, Jakey-baby… It’s just not for you.”

Sabrina moaned, arching her back and rolling back on Tyrone’s cock, though it was for him to enjoy in that moment. As Sabrina cried out throatily, Tyrone scooped her up in his arms and rolled her on to her back, his cock still buried deep inside her. It was a fluid, smooth movement and took even Jake’s breath away as his cock twitched and throbbed wantonly.

He pressed over Sabrina in the mating press position, pinning her thighs to the bed with his own. Yet Sabrina was clearly right where she wanted to be as she rocked and bucked against her BBC lover, caught in the throes of ecstasy, all spun by him. Tyrone groaned, slamming in hard and fast, Sabrina twitching under him. Her hands went easily to his head and down to stroke the back of his neck; Jake shivered, not knowing how he could feel that so intimately, even though he was not actually present there.

All he could feel too was his hand on his cock, which was altogether too familiar to him. He didn’t need to get off all that much those days, though Jake liked to tell himself that he was still a guy and a guy had to have a few needs.

“Oh… Ohhh!”

Sabrina cried out, trying to obviously buck her hips up to Tyrone, though it was all about him in the moment, and the pleasure he delivered to her. He crammed his cock in deep as she clearly hit her own orgasm, her wails of pleasure echoing from the speakers on Jake’s phone. He moaned, gripping his own shaft, jerking off furiously as an explosive orgasm hit him. Yet the climax was not as powerful as Tyrone’s, not by a long shot, but it was still Jake’s as his vision whited out and his head fell back against the pillows.

With Sabrina’s cries rolling on and on and on, her climax seeming to last even longer than Jake’s was – though that was typical for guys – he slumped back, unconsciousness claiming him. He was not the BBC stud that Tyrone was, not able to hold on through a mind-numbing orgasm. Even though his had been weaker than that of the alpha male’s, he couldn’t handle it, though a blissful smile spread across his face, even in his passed-out state.

His girlfriend’s pleasure was all he yearned for and as long as Sabrina was happy he would always be happy.

With her.

*

After the procedure…

“Uh…”

Jake groaned, groggily rolling his head against the hospital pillows. He blinked slowly, clawing his way back to the waking world dully, though it took him quite some time.

What had happened? Why was he there?

He vaguely remembered Sabrina saying something about a medical procedure he needed, just something minor, but he hadn’t thought he’d need to go under for it. His stomach rolled and lurched, though he tried to hold it down.

Clean, white sheets surrounded him, though he closed his eyes again against the light. His eyes had barely even opened anyone. To those around him, he looked like he was still asleep, still groggy and taking his sweet time waking up again after the procedure.

“Mhm, yeah, Jennifer, everything went great.”

He listened, for it felt like too much effort to wake up fully, although he didn’t know what he was listening to. Just Sabrina, only Sabrina.

“Oh, yeah… Don’t worry, yeah… I told Jakey about the procedure he signed to have done… Well, no, you’re right, not all of it. I was just super busy, got distracted and forgot the other part…”

Jake sighed gently, though his breath was barely a whisper against his nostrils, sinking deeper into his sheets. Perhaps he should sleep some more? He was so heavy, so tired. Yet Sabrina kept talking.

“Yeah, he was definitely nervous about getting a vasectomy though, poor thing… Yeah, he thought that was all there was, so I convinced him without too much trouble… I know, he’s really cute like that, when he gets all squirmy and defensive… But, you know, I have that little trick… Yeah, whenever he gets nervous or anxious about anything, all I need to do is let him suck on my breasts, calms him right down.”

Mmm… Yes, Jake liked the idea of that, his skin tingling pleasantly at the memory of her breast on his lips, how her nipple perked into his mouth. Yes, he liked that thought very much.

“He’s such a cute little beta,” Sabrina went on. “I forget his brain can’t handle big decisions, but that’s okay when I can look after all that stuff for him. It’s me that takes care of things like that anyway. He eventually understood that getting this done was best for our relationship long-term, so we didn’t have to worry about kids and stuff like that. We can have them, but, yeah…our way… My way…”

She paused, listening to supposedly Jennifer on the other side of the phone line.

“Oh, the procedure? Yes! It went so well, the doctor was super nice. She said she specialise in these surgeries… Actually, yeah, I’m with him right now, he’s just resting up… Mhm… He’s so cute when he sleeps. And I can’t wait to help him get used to his new lifestyle.”

Though he was still mostly under anaesthesia, Jake stirred a little as her fingers caressed his forehead. He grumbled softly, turning his cheek into her hand, wanting to be close to her even then. How could he not want to be closer to Sabrina at all times? She was the light of his life, the best thing that had ever happened to him. If only Jake knew what had happened while he’d been out. However, he’d signed everything and there was literally nothing that could be done about it, considering he’d gone to the hospital and consented of his own free will. He just hadn’t fully understood everything he was agreeing to.

“Oh! He’s waking up, I’ll call you later – bye, Jennifer!”

She hung up quickly and there was a light rap on the bedside table as she set her phone back down.

“Jakey? Are you waking up, cutie? Come on now, you can do it… You’ve got to get into your new life, darling…”

He blinked, though the light still hurt his eyes as he tried, once again, to come back to reality. Something was different, however, and he felt “off,” he felt “wrong.” However, he couldn’t tell quite what was different. Maybe it was okay? Maybe it didn’t matter?

It was hard to say. He wished he could remember why he was in there, heat tingling across his cheeks. Would it be embarrassing to ask? He should just try to go along with things, so Sabrina didn’t think he was slow in waking up.

Still, he had no real reason to be shy around her, not after all they’d done together. Sabrina leaned over him as he woke up, slowly helping him sit up, even though Jake tried to bumble his way through reassuring her he could definitely do it himself. He didn’t want to always be weak in front of her, after all, even if that was his usual state more often than not.

“Mm, thanks for being here…” He said slowly, getting to grips with the words as he forced them from his lips. “When I woke up… Uh, sorry, that was a bit broken, wasn’t it?”

“No, no, sweetheart, not at all,” she said, soothing him quickly. “Don’t worry about that, none of it. Everything’s okay, you don’t have anything to worry about in the slightest. How are you feeling, dear?”

She stroked his hair like a mother would and Jake leaned into her, resting his head on her chest, above her breasts. Yet his chin still lightly indented into her left breast as she cradled him close. He resisted the urge to suckle, for, even then, he was sure that wasn’t something he was supposed to be doing in the hospital. It was tempting though, he had to admit. Just the warmth of her against him made want…

Well, actually, there wasn’t that reaction from his shaft at that time, which was probably just as well. It really wasn’t the time or place for that and he had to bear that in mind, regardless of everything else.

“What a sweet boy you are,” she murmured soothingly to him as she rocked him gently back and forth. “Everything’s okay… Everything’s okay now…”

“Mm… Sabrina?”

He raised his voice, though he didn’t feel like lifting his head away from her chest.

“What…” He didn’t want to ask, embarrassed that he’d apparently forgotten. “What happened while I was out? What was the other…procedure?”

“Oh!” She smiled warmly, running her fingers once again through his hair. “Well, sweetie… It was something I talked about with Jennifer. See, we knew you had too much testosterone in your body, that it’s a common problem for cucks like you. It prevented you from fully becoming the wonderful cuckold and sweetly submissive boyfriend we know you can be.”

“Mmph.”

He groaned, not knowing what to say to that. Was it too much? He squirmed, his stomach churning. Damn it, they both really knew how to get to him, even though he barely even knew what was happening there. Even Jennifer could get a rise out of him in a good way, playing on his weak spots.

“I know you were feeling bad about raising a family with kids from my partners,” she explained softly, her voice low and quiet. “But this is a really good way to make things better. You’ll not have to worry about things being pressured or pushed back, or being less than my partners either.”

Jake gulped, heat rushing to his cheeks.

“But everything’s okay, we signed you up to get the vasectomy, of course… But we figured that we should get rid of the problem entirely! You don’t need all that pesky testosterone in your system, making you feel bad, Jakey. This was the only way to make things better for you, so you could fully embrace your new life.”

She giggled, pulling back a little to kiss his forehead tenderly, though Jake’s heart pounded, blood beginning to roar in his ears.

“Anyway, it’s not as if you were going to use your balls with me anyway,” she laughed. “Everything’s going to be so much simpler now and you don’t need to worry about anything, I’ve taken care of everything.”

He heaved, pushing her away as his stomach roiled. For a moment, he thought he was going to throw up, but Jake held his stomach down just in time, even as his eyes watered.

“You… What…”

He tried to shove the sheets down, to scramble and get to his suddenly throbbing and aching crotch. That’s what was wrong! He felt weird down there, his body still recovering from the anaesthesia, but he hadn’t realised just how much had changed in him.

He didn’t get very far, however, grappling faintly with the sheets. After being under, his movements were still erratic and clunky, as if he didn’t quite know where his hands were going at any one time. Sabrina grabbed him, but, rather than merely restraining her cuck partner, she dragged his head down to her breast.

It all happened quickly, Jake squalling and thrashing, but she pulled down the U-shaped neck of her loose shirt to pop out her right breasts. Pressing it to his face, she tweaked her bra down further so her nipple protruded over the edge, though it was not as smooth as it all would have been had she planned it.

“Come on now, Jakey, it’s all going to be okay, don’t worry,” she said, soothing him as she finally managed to fit her nipple into his mouth, treating her breast like a pacifier. “I know, I know, it’s a lot to deal with, so many big things happening today… But I’ve got you now, baby, everything’s alright. Sabrina’s always going to look after you, there’s never anything for you to worry about, no, no, no… You’re always going to be okay, please don’t fear anything… Not with me, sweetie, not like this, no, no…”

“Mmmmph!”

He grunted around her breast, though it was still very much instinctive for him to suckle at her breast, as if he was mimicking another kind of action. She stroked his head and he closed his eyes against the tears building in the corner.

It wasn’t for him to think about, no… Just like she said. Jake didn’t have to worry, so all he did was suck, letting the soft flesh of her tit soften and soothe him while Sabrina stroked through the hair on the back of his head, down to the nape of his neck.

“This was all in the document, Jakey,” she said, when he’d settled mostly. “All that you e-signed. But…I knew you’d be uncertain about going through with it unless I motivated you with my little video too.”

Jake grumbled against her breast, though his heartbeat had slowed. Still grappling with the enormity of what had happened, he shivered against her. Where did he go from there? What did he do?

“I know you will finally, one day, understand how this will be good for us,” she said, pressing him intimately close to her in a sideways hug, his face on her breast. “We needed this… Or else maybe our relationship would not have survived. This is the best thing, bar you being my sweet little cuck, that we’ve ever done for our relationship. One day, sweetie, you will see. One day, you will understand.”

Jake, however, still struggled, trying to pull away from her breast. He had things to say about that! But he couldn’t get away, seemingly, no matter how he struggled. His heartbeat raced still and his stomach rolled, though a single line of moisture ran down his left cheek.

A nurse entered and he doubled down on his efforts, fighting against Sabrina while the nurse smiled kindly at them both. Sabrina kept her arm tightly around his head and neck, keeping him in something of a headlock, just to make sure he didn’t freak out even more. His mouth around her boob, however, gave a little more information on what was happening there.

“There, there,” Sabrina crooned, gently rocking him back and forth, though Jake’s hand had come up and grabbed her other breast in his effort to pull away. “It’s all okay, you’re okay, dear. I’ve got you now…”

“And how are things going in here?” The nurse said kindly, casting a practised eye over the situation. “Do you need a hand there? I will need to check his vitals shortly, though he seems lively.”

“Ah, yes,” Sabrina said while Jake trembled against her. “Someone is just having a bit of a temper tantrum down here! He just learned that he got the super snip and might not have been expecting such a thing today!”

“Ah, that makes sense,” the nurse said, nodding wisely. “There are many who feel a little unsure when they first come around from that procedure, but all appears well. I’ll just take a quick look at the surgery site while you hold him, but if the stitches are in place with no discharge, I can leave you two in peace for a bit longer.”

Sabrina gave the nurse permission and she lifted the sheet in a way that stopped Jake from seeing what had been done to him. His cheeks burned with embarrassment at someone seeing him so intimately “down there,” his body in its most vulnerable state yet. Yet the nurse was professional enough as she checked him over and hummed her approval.

“All good! I’ll just tuck the dressings back in place, as there is no weeping… And there you go: all fastened again. They will need changing again shortly, but I expect the doctor has already scheduled a check-up with you both. Cuckolds waking up often face difficulty while their hormones adjust, so they’ll want to keep an eye on that too.”

Sabrina smiled warmly.

“Thank you so much, I’ll keep a close eye on him, of course.”

Jake calmed down a little more when the nurse left, Sabrina rubbing his head and around his ears, even down his back and shoulder where she could reach. Yet his pulse was still swifter than usual, even as Sabrina spoke gently to him, telling him repeatedly that everything was going to be okay, that he had nothing to worry about. In a way, he believed her. Still, he could not forget the loss his body had faced.

“Now… For the future, sweetie,” she said, her voice rising a little in her own excitement. “Tyrone will come around to my apartment a lot more than before.”

Jake grumbled but nodded. That made sense. Even more so when Sabrina referred to their home as hers and hers alone.

“Hopefully, he’ll have me pregnant by next year, so we can move forward with our lives,” she went on, gently explaining her vision, which she’d put a lot of thought into. “Being a caretaker is going to feel a lot more natural to you now, sweetie. You don’t have to worry about being masculine and all that competitiveness? Oh, it won’t be there anymore. Your life is going to be super easy now that you don’t have all that nasty testosterone to worry about. Now, all you have to be is you: the sweet little cuck boy I know you are.”

It was hard to see himself as anything else, though something in Jake still surged back against the notion of living a service cuck life. He blinked away tears and wriggled against her, though even struggling didn’t seem to mean all that much to him anymore. There was a part of his mind that wondered why he was even pushing against it: it had all been done, hadn’t it? He didn’t hurt, not more than the ache and stuff.

It was better to settle and calm against her, sucking on her tit, though more than just her nipple was stuffed into his mouth. He pressed his lips softly down against her flesh, getting into the moment more and more.

To slip into that moment right then and there was all he needed, relaxing a little more. Warmth seeped into him, as if he had been too cold before, and he groaned lightly, eyelashes fluttering. In that moment, Jake wasn’t even sure if his eyes were open or closed, breathing as deeply as he could, allowing his breath rate to return to something at least akin to normal.

He mouthed her breast, a light sheen of saliva allowing him to ground himself even more in the moment. It reduced the friction between her breast and his lips, though Sabrina gently transferred him to her other breast. He didn’t know how she’d managed to tug her top down to expose her other breast, let alone get her bra out of the way too, but she managed.

And that was just one more thing for him to not worry about. If Sabrina wanted to expose herself in the middle of the hospital – well, it must have all been okay. He didn’t have to worry. Everything was okay.

“Now, everything’s going to change as soon as you’re all healed up again, Jakey,” she went on, gently combing her fingers through his hair where it had grown a little longer. “But they said there’s a lot of blood flow to that area, so you’re going to heal up very quickly. I want you to treat Tyrone and my other BBC boyfriends like esteemed guests in my home. They will not want for anything when they’re in my apartment, do you understand?”

She tapped his head gently, just to make sure Jake was listening to her. Blinking rapidly, he cleared a little of the blurriness from his gaze and nodded.

“Mm-hmph…”

He wanted to say that he agreed, to make it clear to her, but it was not necessary. His acceptance was taken for granted, for that was all he needed to do: all to be the cuckold boyfriend he’d always been destined to be.

Was there anything else he ever could be?

In a way, Jake truly believed his life as a cuckold was predestined. He’d come to believe that more and more over the months between it first being raised and that moment right there and then, cradled against his girlfriend’s tits. It was simpler when he didn’t have to think about anything and focused his life on Sabrina, for she was the most important thing to him, the only thing that mattered.

He didn’t get to see her fucking her boyfriends and BBCs except when she sent him videos, or he heard through the walls. Sometimes, he got a peek when he was dropping something off over at Jennifer’s place and he saw Sabrina with Tyrone. However, that was fleeting. It was not enough.

And that was because he’d been fighting, truly, against being a cuckold all along, even though he knew it was the right move for him. Everything had gone right for him since he had openly become a cuckold boyfriend and he had to trust in that, to trust in the fact that everything was going to be okay.

Just as Sabrina said.

“You’re going to raise all my lovely little babies, darling, isn’t that wonderful?” Sabrina continued, bringing him out of his thoughts and back to reality. “You’ll support me full-time, of course, I expect you to work hard and move up in your role. You’re not going to be able to look after me as you should with the salary you have now, but I’m confident you can set your mind to that. After all, I’m not the kind of person who needs to hold on to a day job, not now that I’ve got you.”

“Hmm…”

He hummed, feeling softer and more content than he had before. His cuckold tendencies, slowly but surely, seeped fully back into him, letting him relax, unknotting tense muscles as he leaned into sensation, bit by bit. Truly, that was all he could do, all he needed to do.

Some might have thought Sabrina was bossy, but she was just doing what she needed to do for him, of course, looking after him as she always did. It was almost funny to think about their relationship like that when he was the one providing for her, but it was definitely Sabrina who needed to make all those big decisions in the relationship.

They were too much for his tiny brain. But perhaps Jake would be able to think more clearly now that sex wasn’t distracting him, making him want to fuck her and do more, even to have kids. Without his balls, there was very little in that realm he could do in the slightest.

“Oh, Jakey…” She murmured, wriggling against him as he sucked more gently on her breast, his tongue flicking lightly against her nipple. “You are something special. I’m so lucky to have my little cuck here with me.”

She squirmed a bit, warmed through with arousal. She hadn’t had the chance to consider just how much it would turn her on to have him there, demeaned and emasculated, nothing more than her cuckold boy when she needed him. Otherwise, he would take care of the house, the finances – everything she needed. The little boring things of life would no longer drag Sabrina down while she enjoyed BBCs whenever she wanted them, spreading her legs and flipping into all manner of sex positions to please her bulls. Her pleasure, of course, was a given.

Ultimately, it was a shame Jake had never done that for her, although she didn’t mind either. Everything had worked out for the best.

“Remember, way back,” she said, “when you asked me to marry you? And I said we needed more time?”

“Hm?”

“Well…I think now is as good a time as ever, sweetie… I will, yes… My answer is yes. I will marry you, Jakey, and I’d love to!”

He blinked rapidly, lifting his head. There was too much going on all at once and, suddenly, he felt tired all over again, weighed down by the mass of his own body. Why was she bringing that up after he’d had the procedure? Was that really what he’d needed for her to realise she wanted to marry him, that he was what she wanted in the world? However, Jake was only part of what she wanted, even if all that meant she’d be a part of his life forever.

“Mmm… Yes…”

He breathed, lips trying to quirk into a smile, though it was hard to do with her breast in his mouth. Even though he released it periodically to readjust, he simply wanted to keep his mouth there. It felt right, right there, and he groaned in the back of his throat, eyelashes fluttering.

She was right. It sounded right. But was that his real mind thinking that or was it the submissiveness creeping into him again – the results of the procedure becoming increasingly evident? The need to agree, without even thinking about it, flooded him, making his lips and tongue move to form words without considering the effects of such a thing, what he was agreeing too.

Was it all unconditional from that point on? Was that what he was meant for? His stomach churned uncomfortably, but the softness in his chest spread and spread, coaxing him into thinking it was all okay. It felt…kind of like it was all meant to be.

He lifted his head from her tit and Sabrina pressed her lips gently to his, although the kiss was chaste. He still sank into it, letting her warmth seep into him and vice versa.

Everything was okay.

“And the ring you get me, Jakey,” she said, breaking the kiss with a cheeky grin. “It’s got to be a Tiffany diamond ring, nothing less!”

Her soft moment swiftly disappeared as she became the Sabrina he loved and was far more familiar with, her lips pressing briefly to his forehead. Her breasts pressed against him as she hugged him tightly to her, her curvaceous body moulding perfectly to him as if to simply show he was made for her.

He loved her, every last bit of her princess self. He chuckled and Sabrina laughed in turn, her higher-pitched giggle music to his ears.

Finally, they hugged tightly, though never as equals, and they kissed deeply, tongues brushing lightly against one another. Of course, it was Sabrina who led the kiss, her tongue dancing into his mouth and back again as if she was taunting her cuck fiancé with the parts of her he could not have.

But they had everything, even if it had taken something a little unconventional to get them there.

In the end, it was all they needed and more.