Some of us little dick males have been born with a desire to experience a big cock in us. For some reason unknown to me, I have felt the magnetism of a big cock. Shame washes over me when I get hard thinking about how much I want to give myself to a big cock. My benign temperament allows men, I'm talking about real men to see my weakness and take advantage of my desire to serve them. Many of you reading this have the same desire to give your all to a real man. Those like me, watching him pleasure our wives with his big cock drives home the fact that males with little dicks are unworthy of pussy.
Our week at the beach had been planned for months and now we finally arrived. My wife Cindy, an exhibitionist at heart attracted tons of attention wearing the three little triangles that made up her bikini. At 5' 8" tall, Cindy is nicely built. 34 D breasts were nearly exposed behind the tight thin bikini bra. The bottom was eve more scandalous, nearly wedged between her beautiful ass when she lay on her stomach, and between the lips of her shaved vagina.
I'm 5'6" tall. My build is not very manly. My narrow shoulders, slim waist makes my fat round bottom more obvious. My shamefully little penis gives my wife no pleasure. Instead of intercourse, she uses my mouth to relieve her sexual tensions.
Otherwise, Cindy is very understanding about my lack of manhood and permits me to masturbate when she's too tired to jack me off.
I have admired and envied well build men as far back as I can remember. I don't think I'm gay, or at least didn't until our week at the beach proved otherwise.
Insisting I wear a tight coral speedo, Cindy likes to humiliate me by letting others know I'm not much of a man down there. The problem was trying to find one that showed my poor excuse for a dick and cover my bottom at the same time. We simply were unable to find such a swimsuit.
So I have the choice of laying on my back with my little dick showing all my shame, or laying on my tummy with most of my bottom showing because the tight swimsuit gets wedged between my over sized bum.
As it was, I chose to show my bottom as I laid down beside my wife who was tanning her backside too.
"I must say, you ladies make this beach a better place."
Cindy and I looked up as one. The well build handsome man smiled at us from his squatting position. Now he may have done that on purpose; squatting I mean. His knees were spread wide and we both got an eyeful of his crotch.
I didn't hear what he and Cindy were saying as I was mesmerized by watching his big balls churning under his knitted white speedo. The outline of his cock through the tight garment told me he was very well hung.
Our visitor brought my attention away from his sexy crotch. "Sorry man. It's just your sexy ass, I thought you were a woman tanning and topless."
"He gets that a lot," Cindy giggled.
I blushed and said nothing. She was right though. I have been hit on by men who have seen me from the back. My wide hips, bulbous bottom, and long hair makes them think I'm an available lady even when my hair is in a ponytail.
But today it wasn't. I purposely wore my hair without my signature ponytail. I'm quite sure it was spread out over the top of my back giving this handsome man the illusion that I was a female.
"Are we cool?" He asked reaching out to shake my hand.
His hand engulfed mine but he didn't squeeze it hard. In fact, his hand felt warm and welcoming which showed me he was a gentleman.
But my eyes kept going back to his package which did not go unnoticed by he nor Cindy. "I get that a lot too," he smiled at me.
I caught my breath having been discovered gawking. Trying to change the subject, I heard myself asking if he'd like to join us.
"I don't want to intrude," he said.
"Please do," Cindy smiled. "We enjoy meeting new people."
"As do I," he smiled showing his perfect white teeth and dimples. "Be right back. Let me gather my things."
We both watched him walk away. His tight ass hardly moving under his swimsuit.
"Wow," Cindy sighed. "His cock must be huge johnnie."
"Um, I didn't notice," I lied.
Cindy laughed. "Baby, we both saw you staring at his crotch. Tell me the truth. You liked what you saw."
I squirmed a bit. "I don't know if I liked it but, yes, he is big down there."
Just then our new friend arrived back. Cindy and I both sat up. "I'm johnnie and this is my wife Cindy," I introduced ourselves.
"Pleased to meet you both. I'm Xavi but everyone calls me Dutch."
"Xavi is an interesting name. Is it Spanish?" I asked.
"I get that a lot too," he smiled again. "My parents came here to the states from Holland. Xavi is a Dutch name and that why..."
"Why people call you Dutch," Cindy finished for him.
"Are you here with friends, Dutch?" I asked.
"I am now," he laughed easily.
I decided I liked him at that moment.
We talked about where we lived, worked, and where we were staying while here in Kill Devil Hills. "johnnie rented us a beach house," Cindy told him pointing to the large home just over the dunes behind us.
Dutch told us he was staying in a hotel on a nightly basis.
Dutch worked in DC as an aide to some Democrat Congressman. They were off for the 4th of July week and he had never been to the Outer Banks. "We can show you around if you like," Cindy volunteered.
"I don't wish to be a bother," he said.
"Trust me, Dutch, you won't be a bother. johnnie, run back to the house and get us that pitcher of Margaritas you made last night. 3 glasses, Dutch?"
"You're very kind. Yes please."
Now was the moment of truth. I knew when I stood up, my erect little dick would be visible.
No one mentioned it as I scurried off to fetch our drinks.
Now, with a bag of glasses and a pitcher of Margaritas, I stood atop the beach access watching Dutch apply sun tan lotion to my wife's back. My dick which had gone soft, twitched back to life seeing the handsome blonde man kneeling in front of my wife's face leaning forward to rub the lotion into her back.
I wondered if she was going to let him fuck her and how I would react if it went that way.
Secretly, I wanted to see his cock. I could tell it was impressive. More than I could ever muster myself. I dearly loved Cindy but inside for the past couple years, I knew she craved a man with a bigger cock to satisfy her needs. And although I considered suggesting she take a part-time lover, the thought left my stomach tied in knots.
But Dutch seemed different and our attraction to him was immediate. I decided then that should he devise a plan to seduce Cindy, I would not interfere.
As I approached, I could see Cindy had her chin on her hands giving her an unobstructed view of Dutch's crotch. "Not interrupting anything, am I?" I asked lamely.
"Oh johnnie," Cindy sighed. "Dutch has such nice big hands."
"That's not all he has that's big," I thought to myself. "I'm sure he does," I managed to squeak.
Dutch let Cindy sit up as I poured three Margaritas for us. It got quiet as we three gazed out to the ocean lost in our thoughts. That was until Cindy excused herself to go to the house to "freshen up", as she called it.