The Sad, Though Exciting Life of the Interracial Cuckold Husband

My best male friend called me last night in tears. I knew immediately why. I’d been telling him for months his hot wife, twenty years younger than him, had a back door man feeding the poor man sloppy seconds for months now. How did I come upon this tidbit of information? The boy (and I use the term loosely, he’s 28) is a friend of both my boyfriend and I. Now while my superior alpha male couldn’t be direct, he could (according to guy code) tell me, his mate. When he found out my man had told me, he began quizzing me on a woman’s point of view. I hedged, not wanting to hurt his feelings… Yes, my friend is hetero, but no, he’s not well endowed. I dated him in high school and knew that sad fact first hand. Of course he’d asked me and our female friends if size mattered (back then) and we lied and said no. Why? He’s our friend, our good friend and we didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

I mean his prick isn’t dinky, it’s merely average. Compared to the shriveled peanuts you loser boys show me he’s positively well hung. But enough to satisfy a woman? Not so much. That’s the thing. He’s average in most every way. Average height, weight, eyes, face, blah, blah, blah… why would his cock be any different. And I do feel sorry for him, he’s a hell of a nice guy, deserved better than what he got… but still… his wife DID deserve something more than mediocre. I completely understand her frustration. He’d confided in me their sex life has pretty much sucked for the past year. I, of course, suggested toys.

This created yet another problem. His wife became far too enamored of the huge black dildo they’d purchased together. They’d promised to use it together, but more and more often he’d walked in to find her with that thick black plastic meat deep inside her. So all this leads up to the discovery of her cuckoldry. Her back door man was none other than a massive black stallion that put her twelve inch toy to shame. Not only was my friend cheated upon, he’d brought it upon himself.

Though I love my friend dearly, what the hell did he expect? He’d spent many drunken nights over the years whining about his size. I did what any friend would, I comforted him, knowing not to take him home for a pity fuck and I told him why one night when he asked. SPH is a huge handicap for a man, no matter what the rest of the world says. He seemed heartbroken and resigned until he met “size doesn’t matter” Amy, lol. What a liar! But what could I say to him, he was sure of her honesty, but really! Did he think his wife would be content with a Vienna sausage once she’d sampled the kielbasa? I allowed him the luxury of crying on my shoulder and made all the right “that bitch” noises, but truthfully… I can’t blame her. A real woman needs a real man and what better man than a big, black buck to make an interracial cuckold of her hubby?

I told him to be glad she didn’t make him her fluffer boy. Of course I had to explain it to him… and though he acted grossed out, I swear I saw a slutty gleam in his eye, like forced bisexuality wouldn’t be such a horrible thing. I just wonder if they won’t work things out and he’ll serve them with his mouth. I mean snowballs and creampies are horrible things to waste. Maybe I should suggest he start eating his own spunk in preparation for his forced bi humiliation scene, lol. Perhaps I should even enter him into my cocksucker training program!

Any thoughts on interracial cuckolding tonight? Let’s face it… it got me more than a little excited as he told me the story… I’m so going to hell!

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