Proper Cuckolding

Domination

In retrospect, I was feeling way too cocky given what was going on all around me, so I can’t really be all that surprised at where things were about to go.

Of course I was horny, and of course I loved being the center of attention.  To be honest, I was even a bit glad that my mom and birth dad were so aware of what was happening to me, and even a bit envious of all the attention my mom was getting, especially from Tony (Dad) and James.  Since James had been my first regular, it was hard not to miss him, at least from time to time, particularly given how long and fat his cock was and how ongoingly horny he was, no matter how much I loved how well Rodney was taking care of me.

Mel, Tony’s older brother, still scared me about as much as he excited me.  Any cock over a foot couldn’t really help but worry as well as excite me, plus I knew how much Mel loved plowing me, especially given that we all knew his wife was happy for him to be plowing someone other than her.

But now Rodney was having my mom call Mel, with my birth dad there, and actually coached both of them through how to get Mel to come over to nail me, and even have both my mom and Smith help out.

Rodney read right through me, knowing that I was both excited as well as scared, and even shared that information with my mom and Smith.  Smith almost looked like he felt sorry for me, even though my mom seemed unclear how to read the situation, especially as Rodney had her tell Mel I was about to be double-fucked, by Rodney and Gary at the same time.

That thought alone made me tremble, almost helplessly, as both mom and Smith sensed that that thought alone was enough to get Mel moving on his way:  “Shit.  If you can, hold off until I get there.  I love watching the bitch get stretched enough that I can easily slide all the way in.  I’m tempted to bring my wife along.  She always seems to love seeing my sexual energy getting spent on someone other than her, and she remains impressed that Jeff is able to take me so easily.  Fuck.  I’m going hard just thinking about this.”

My mom turned to Smith:  “I’m sure I’ve never seen anything as big as Mel.  Damn.  I can’t really tell if I should be horny and jealous or actually afraid of how Jeff will deal with it.  I’ve heard stories, but this will be crazy to watch.”

Smith was actually horny enough at just the talk that he grabbed his caged cock.

That was enough to get Rodney fingering my mom’s still leaking pussy, even as she finished talking to Mel, and making sure that Smith was paying attention.  “She’s actually pretty fucking hot, even if I wouldn’t ever trade her for your son, Smith.”  And with that, Rodney pushed his fingers in deeper and deeper, until earlier cum from James and Tony flowed onto his fingers, as Gary finished stripping off and came over to join him:  “Fuck.  I can’t even tell what’s making me horniest:  the thought of me and you dp-ing Jeff in front of his mom and Smith, Mel nailing him, or you owning that cunt while Smith watches.”

Rodney smiled:  “Just join me.  She’s been fucked enough that we can easily get four fingers in, and Smith can watch as we coat our cocks with this spent nutt before we plow the fuck out of their boy.  Shit.  I’ll deal with Mel later.”

I was way too horny at that point, as I knelt at their feet and went back and forth, sucking Rodney then Gary, as they continued to finger my mom in front of Smith.  Both Rodney and Gary were throbbing as I licked their leaking piss slits.  Even Smith seemed to be going hard again, even if he was caged.

We all then heard the door start to open, as both Mel and his wife walked in.

I all but lost my breath.  Was I really going to be able to make it through all three of these studs?

Mel looked at his wife, then looked at my mom.  “You must be at least a bit jealous, no?  These young guys cream her regularly, even as her fucking husband helps out.  And that even happens when my brother is here getting the bitch pregnant.”  As he said that, he grabbed his wife's pussy, and demanded that she start stripping herself:  “There’s no way you’re gonna stay dressed here, even if all you do is watch.  In fact, get over there and let Rodney and Gary finger you as well, so the three of us all get lubed up enough with whatever nutt they can work out of you two girls.”

Mel laughed at Smith:  “You’re giving a whole new meaning to cuckold, Smith.  Shit.  Your wife pregnant, owned by my younger brother.  And your kid turned over to my brother’s whims as well.”  Then he opened a bag, pulled a camera out, and told his wife to record whatever she could:  “Martin always seems to know how to turn this shit into gold, almost as fast as his brother Barry figures out how to market it.”  Then Mel looked at me and laughed:  “You ready for heaven, or hell, bitch?  Stop sucking on those two cocks and get my clothes off while my wife watches.”

I knew I had to obey, even if my raging hormones wouldn’t have allowed me to do anything less.  Mel was way less of a regular than either Rodney or Gary, and although his foot-long plus cock terrified me, it also excited me, so much so that I almost forgot about the women in the room, much less Smith.

Of course Mel had no underwear on, and of course his cock was already starting to harden, even as he had my mom come over to help work it all the way down my throat:  “I’m sure my wife won’t mind.  I already fucked her gently this morning, so I’m sure Gary and Rodney can work some of that nutt out while she watches.  And of course I’d be lying to say I didn’t mind getting her jealous while you work my whole cock down your boy’s whorish throat.”

To be honest, my mom didn’t have much to do.  Mel’s hardening cockhead felt like it belonged in my mouth, even as he pushed it further and further down my throat.

“Look at the bitch’s tears.”

Mel laughed, even as Rodney and Gary fingered his wife, and wiped the initial cum on Mel’s cock, as I continued to swallow, even as he ordered his wife over to hold my head as he pushed his cock all the way in.

I fought the urge to gag as hard as I could, which only made Mel want to make me gag even harder.  He was focused on making me cough up earlier cum, even as I focused on not gagging, even as the tears flowed harder and harder from my eyes, especially the harder Mel went.

Both Gary and Rodney were hard as rocks at that point, both admiring at how much I swallowed and almost jealous at how hard Mel used me.

Of course that just got Mel hornier:  “Get your fucking dicks in that mancunt, guys.  You know it will shock him enough that I’ll be able to fuck this throat the way it ought to be fucked.”

And that was all it took for Gary to drive in my already leaking ass, with Rodney a bit more hesitant.  It almost looked like Rodney was worried for me, as Mel fucked my throat more and more deliberately.  “I’ll slow down so I don’t blow until you two have dumped loads in the bitch.  But Rodney you need to get in there with Gary and stretch the fucker.  I haven’t fucked him for almost a week now, right?”

Gary slowly drove all the way in, as Rodney then came in behind him.  It had to be ripping my already stretched hole, almost making me forget what my throat was dealing with.  Of course until Mel slowly drove all the way down my throat.  He had to be more than halfway down my throat, even as he massaged my throat, almost to feel how deep his cock was going in.

Smith couldn’t stop himself from cumming, even through his caged dick, which only made Mel demand he come in closer so Mel could pop him in the nuts:  “What a useless cuckold you are.  Shit.  And not even any shame.”  As Mel squoze the cage, wiped whatever cum he could onto his own cock, and slowly drove all the way in my throat one more time.

Mel smiled as he looked at his wife, then my mom:  “You know this bitch is not likely to be able to talk after this for a while.  Damn.  I’m about ready to drop my first load.”

That was enough for Gary and Rodney to start shooting, deep in my hole.