Cuckolded Right Under my Nose in my own Home
I used to date this hot guy I worked with who kind of used me. It was a totally one sided relationship. I did everything for him, and he did nothing for me. I would buy him things and take him out to dinner and he never ever reciprocated.
Even our sex life was one sided. All he had to do was snap his fingers and I dropped to my knees to go down on him, even in the car or at work in the bathroom. But he never did that to me. He never even touched my little dick, let alone sucked it. He would often make jokes about how his mother always told him not to put small things in his mouth.
I would finish him off, and he would bust on my face, wipe his dick off on my hair, spit on me, and just leave the room, and I would have to rub my dinky little dicklet until I dribbled out my little droplets of cum by myself.
If he did try to touch me I would always embarrass myself...I would cum too quickly and it was only a little leakage, tiny little dribbles. Not big thick rope shots like the videos I knew he got off watching...
...Or sometimes I would feel inadequate and would lose my erection when I was with him...
It was a lose - lose situation. If I got hard I came too quick, and if I held out i would get nervous And go limp and my dick would get even smaller!
He only let me try to fuck him once, and that was it. He couldn't feel me, kept asking if I was in, and while I was trying to fuck him, he would actually play games on his phone or send text messages. It was like it was a chore and I was boring him.
Sometimes he would forget to clear the browser history on the computer and I would see the sites he would visit. It was a lot of BBC, monster cocks, and cock comparison sites. I jerked off thinking about him jerking off to guys with big long schlongs.
As time went on, even though we lived together he started to get a little distant, he always worked late or, more often, made me pick up his shifts so he could go out with his friends.
One day he made me pick up his shifts so he could have someone visit. He invited this friend over while I was dating him. He told me it was an old friend from school... little did I know it was his lover who he was cheating on me with online for months! And this was them finally meeting to hook up!
I was such a little bitch for him. The guy came over, all tall dark and handsome, and my ex introduced us with a big, excited grin. I shook his hand and his grip was so strong and firm and manly that I actually yelped "ow!" And had to rub my soft little hand. He chuckled and said he didn't mean to hurt me, and called me "little guy" and smirked, as my BF's eyes lit up.
I cleaned up, and did all the chores while they talked and laughed. The guy kept getting my name wrong... I started to get the feeling it was on purpose like some kind of a joke but I was a good sport about it.
I was like a little eager beaver servant, "Can I get you anything else?" "Are you comfortable?" "Let me fetch you another drink"... Fetching them drinks and snacks. All the while my ex was whispering in this guy's ear and he was smirking at me, And they laughed and laughed and never told me the joke.
I cooked them a really nice dinner and they ate while I got ready for work. (I picked up his shift again, so that he could hang out with his friend.) Then I cleaned up while they were on the couch. I found out later from a friend he bragged to that he was messing around with this guy on the couch as I cleaned up after their mess... in my own house. Rubbing up on each other and making out behind my back... I guess that was the joke that was so funny... me.
