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to watch or do you want to leave?”
    “Uh, watch.”
    “Okay, then shut up.”
    I shut up and watched. It was exciting, being this close to the action. I had to tug on my cock cage because it was suddenly very uncomfortable. I saw how Marcus’s cock spread Diane’s pussy wide apart, like he might split her, and how quickly that pussy adjusted to his size. It was like my own personal porno, in 3-D! He began to piston and I watched the frothy lubrication form around the base of his thick cock and I marveled at just how well they fit together just a few weeks after their first time.
    I was also worried about the possib ility of Diane getting pregnant. I knew she wasn’t on the pill. She wasn’t quite past child-bearing age and I hoped they knew what they were doing. There didn’t seem to be much I could do about it. I couldn’t stop this strong man from having my wife if I wanted to – I could only watch in dismay as he fucked her for several long minutes, working himself and Diane into a sexual frenzy.
    Just when I thought he would come inside her, he slowed down and asked. “Do you want me to pull out?”
    I gasped, startled. “What?”
    “Do you want me to pull out or not?”
    “Yes! Yes, please! She could still get pregnant!”
    “The deal is, if I pull out, you clean her up with your tongue. Otherwise, I come inside.”
    What a terrible choice! My mouth dropped open and I couldn’t think. He began to speed up and I could tell he was getting close. “Better hurry up, Cucky,” he said and I felt a strong urge to protect her. Diane was not capable of saying anything – she was lost in her own little world, having one orgasm after another.
    “Pull out!” I shouted and he gasped and pulled out at the last second and squirted his seed all over her pussy and up across her stomach to her breasts. It seemed to go on forever. He blew out a breath of air and rolled over onto his back.
    “Whew! That was close, Cucky,” he said.
    I stared in dismay at the carnage in front of me. I had never seen a man come so much. It made my usual tablespoon of sperm look ridiculous.
    “Get to it – you promised,” he warned.
    I looked up to see Diane coming down from her high and watching me, waiting.
    “This isn’t fair,” I said. “You came too much.”
    “And it all would’ve been inside her, right? Which you said you didn’t want.”
    I couldn’t argue with that. “But… but I’m not … gay or anything!”
    His face darkened. “You think I’m gay? Is that it?”
    “No! I mean…” I was so confused.
    “Either you get licking or you’ll never be invited to watch again – and I’ll make sure Diane keeps that cage on you for a year.”
    It was a Hobson’s choice. So I licked. I licked up every bit of Marcus’s sperm while the two of them watched. It didn’t taste very good – it was viscous and slightly bitter. I consoled myself with the fact that I was at least allowed to have some sexual contact with my wife again. I felt so useless and small, doing his bidding with my wife’s quiet acquiescence.
    When I was done, Marcus said, “Good Cucky.”
    “I don’t like that word,” I told him, feeling petulant.
    “That’s what you are, isn’t it?”
    “Maybe. But I don’t like that word.”
    “Don’t worry – I’ll still call you Bob in public. For now.”
    It didn’t seem like much of a concession, but I didn’t argue with him. I felt a little sick to my stomach and I just wanted to get away.
    “I guess I’ll go get a beer. I suppose you guys want something?”
    “Why, yes, we do. Wine for the lady and a beer for me.”
    I went out, still naked, and got the drinks. I took a moment to wash out my mouth in the sink, trying to kill the taste. I took a big swig of my beer before I returned to hand out the drinks. I wasn’t surprised to see Diane sucking on Marcus’s cock, trying to make him hard again. My heart fell.
    “Hey,” I joked, “haven’t you guys had enough?”
    I was ignored. I