Love Me Some Tall, Muscular Men

Flawless body on a golden god

Gave the kid a boner.

Your wife needs his hard cock inside of her.

Cuck’s view

One of my favorite couples is my ex girlfriend and her husband. I broke up with her because I needed someone who was a better match emotionally. She’s a sweet girl, she’s sexy as hell, and she’s wild in bed, but we weren’t quite on the same wavelength. So I ended it after dating her for six months. It broke her heart at the time, but she later admitted when she found her next guy that they had better chemistry, outside of the bedroom. In the bedroom, well, that’s a much different story. She said many times while we were together that I’m the best she ever had. I was the first to make her cum with my cock and to make her squirt. She gave me her anal virginity and would basically do anything I said. She worshipped me in a way that works for my casual sluts, but we were on unequal ground for a true relationship.

So it wasn’t a complete surprise when she texted me about two years later.

It turns out her then fiancée (now husband) opened up about his cuckold fantasies, and she started to tell him about me. She knew I’d been a Bull for couples for years before we dated.

Long story short, we all met. He’s a good dude, but for sure a beta type. Can’t please her himself, but he’s willing to do what it takes to make sure she’s pleased. I respect that. It’s also a smart move for a cuck to keep an insatiable hottie like her around.

Usually the three of us meet at a bar in our city and then go to their place. We’ll often hang for a while more, but as soon as she or I start touching he knows it’s his cue to disappear. That’s her rule for him. She says he can find ways to watch or listen, but she doesn’t want to know he’s there. So he usually ends up in the closet.

They barely fuck anymore so the only time he gets to see her completely naked is through those slats while I put her through the paces.

We meet up about once a month. It’s working for all of us so far. He always makes sure to thank me for keeping her pleased, and for allowing him the view, even if it’s obstructed.

I used to know a guy like this in high school. I was always jealous of his muscular body and the attention he got because of it. 

Girls would always find excuses to touch him or make him take his shirt off. At one pep rally, the cheerleaders got a bunch of the popular guys to participate in carnival games -- things like three-legged races and stuff. This guy (Mark was his name) was chosen for a dunk tank. Before he sat up on the ledge, the cheerleaders led the whole school in chanting “Take it off,” until he peeled off his shirt and revealed his flawless body. The crowd went wild. It took a few minutes before a cheerleader could hit the target and dunk Mark into the water, but when it finally happened, he stood up and posed exactly like this for the whole school. He knew how good he looked and how much the girls were into it. Even the guys had to admire him.

Mark was the kind of guy that always had sexual rumors following him -- that he’d had a threesome, that he’d slept with a teacher or mom, that he showed his cock at a party and it was huge. I never found out which, if any, were true, but it turned me on that the whole school was a little obsessed with his sex life.