The Tug Cock

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My mood poem, a short interlude of disgust.I am wanking(again).Across the room Lewis fucks my wife.I am of little or no consequence. I wank because Lewis tells me to. It’s better than facing his anger.

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I’m embarassed about masturbating. Not the act itself you understand, no I’ve long outgrown the Adrian Mole anxieties of my teenage years. No I’m, embarassed about masturbating when I listen to my wife Chloe fuck and even more so if I tug on my cock when I watch her with Lewis. It is the noises that she makes, the grunts and moans that evoke such complex emotions in my head. I have never made her grunt. I have never ever made her an instinctive animal, crazed and driven to orgasm on a man that really knows how to stretch her cunt and then to fill her belly with so much semen that she looks content for days on end afterwards. I am embarassed because when I masturbate I am saluting his masculinity and all that evokes within her.I am embarassed because my whole body aches with a raw envy that he can make her shake and spasm in a way that I can only dream about. It is the way that she locks on him as if the spasm has siezed every sinew of her body and knotted her on him,tied tight so that she won’t let go until she has al lof his sticky gooodness inside of her. When a woman craves a man that much ,that she wrestles him tight, begging for his seed, knowing that she has told me to fuck off because she IS coming off the pill, that is what causes me to tug and tug until I am weak and my cock is spurting uselessly, incompetently all over the carpet. 

Last month I picked a fight with Lewis.I was crazed enough to do so and of course he gave me a hiding.You see he had become accustomed to dropping by, taking Chloe upstairs and enjoying her whilst I waited in the living room.I used to pretend that I didn’t know what they did. I would force myself to watch television.But the sound of the bedsprings always got me. He fucked her hard  and made her scream.It sounded as if she was being run through. So that time ,that one time I went upstairs and ordered him to stop.  I lied and said it would disturb my elderly mother who lives with us. He laughed and said Mary approved because I was ‘fucking useless’ and Chloe needed a ‘proper seeing to’. Then he hit me and Chloe watched.She watched me take the blows and when I cowered on the floor she went back to kissing with him. She encouraged his hand inside her knickers and she made the hot salt,smell, that need to fuck scent she always does for him. I watched her take his cock oout and suck it like a huge salami. She looked my way, as if she had just noticed a kid gawping in at the sweet shop window.Lewis ordered me to waste my load whilst I watched them.I was to tug and tug and grunt like a fucking animal, watching the alpha buckcover her.I was to ‘jerk it out of me’ and then lick it up off the sheet whilst he stroked his load inside of her. We did it instinctively,side by side.Lewis ramming his length up her,Chloe groaning her orgasm, I wasting my seed like a spent runt weed, casting it all to the wind with no chance of success.

I didn’t imagine that I would cum.But I did.I tugged and my cock spat semen all over the sheet. Chloe said that she loved him for that.She loved it that he had hit me and made me waste my useless load. She liked it that he had told my mother that he was man of the house and would service Chloe. It was so arrogant and so masterful. It made her cream her knickers. For sure I was disgusting, pathetic and stupid.Any decent man would fight even into the casualty department,rather than kneel forthe dominant buck.But I wasn’t decent was I.I was a tug cock,a beaten weakling and so she delighted in the fact that Lewis made me toss whilst they fucked. She said her orgasm was deeper,longer,harder because I tugged with blood still oozing from my nose.She sneered at me and saw how that made the spunk leap from my cock.

So I am embarrassed. Lewis makes me wank. He orders me to empty my useless balls and then when I feel I have no ardour left I am made to go and lick the sticky muck from out of her cunt. I am made to tongue her for minutes on end, ladling out his semen and sucking it down, when I have no capacity for pleasure from such a menial act. I am simply a rag to clean her cunt with.I am not an attendant, a second, I am not even a third or a fourth,I am simply a wipe. ‘There’ he said watching me,’you should see the look on her face man, if I told her to she’d pee and shit in your mouth’. That is where this heads. She hasn’t released me, she has not sent me away, I am to be used, disdained, toileted upon. 

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