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TITLE: MY BROTHER MADE ME A CUCKOLD

BY: C.D.E.

CHAPTER 1: Bad News & an Idea

It all began when the doctor revealed that I was the problem       
why my wife wasn't getting pregnant. "You don't have enough sperm and 
what little there is just too weak" the doctor said in a professional 
tone as my wife and I heard the disastrous news. He then discussed the       
various options available to us, but were all expensive, with much of 
the costs not being covered by my health insurance.
"Betty is devastated at the news, but she says she still       
loves me, and doesn't blame me.  We only have to  wait a year or two 
until we can get the money to use an alternative fertilization method."  
I told my mother after discussing the situation with her.
As we talked some more, she came up with an idea that she       
said wouldn't cost us anything and that the children would all look 
like the rest of the family.  She quickly caught my attention because I 
was worried about the child only having my wife's physical features and 
not mine if some stranger's semen was used.
"I know you and he don't get along well, but why not let       
your brother have sex with Betty and impregnate her that way."
       I was speechless upon hearing mother's thoughts.
       "Y-You c-can't be serious.  Y-You know how I despise him.       
T-The way he use to treat me in high school.  T-The things he use to 
say about me.  Plus, h-he was always your favorite anyway.
"That m-must be why y-you're suggesting that.  H-He's ..."
       "I know, I know, ... I've heard it all before. But that was       
long ago.  Grow up Francis!  You're the brainy one, the college 
professor.  Isn't what I'm suggesting logical? Think about it."
       As I collected my thoughts, I had to admit mother was right.       
Her idea was a perfect solution except for the fact that I hated my 
older brother Nick.  He was so much the lady's man and so athletic and 
confident of himself.  At the same time he was also egotistical and 
always downed me because I was not as good as he was with the women.  
He was always telling me how effeminate I was and berated me for not 
liking sports and in his words "other manly stuff".
`Mother you're right I am getting upset over nothing, for       
I'm sure Betty would never go along with having intercourse with Nick.  
She's just too much a lady to even entertain such an extreme idea.  But 
the idea of Nick giving us a donation of his semen when we can afford 
alternative fertilization, that part she and I both can accept.'
After dinner that evening, I casually told my wife Betty of 
mother's ridiculous idea but said that the idea of Nick being a sperm 
donor was probably a good one.
Expecting her to agree with me totally, as she typically did, I 
was surprised of her questioning why I couldn't let bygones be bygones 
and agree to Nick impregnating her directly.
"After all he is family and we wouldn't have to wait any longer 
to start a family.  You know how bad I want to be a mother."
I couldn't help raising my voice at the woman of my dreams, for 
my hatred for my brother was that deep.  I raised the same objections 
as I did with mother.  Seeing I was making my self upset, I calmed down 
and apologized to her on my knees.  I could see I'd made her quite 
upset.
"I understand darling.  After all, you two are quite different.  
He's more of a playboy and you're a steady rock solid type of guy	that 
is devoted to his wife and family.  That's why I love you so dear.  I 
don't want to make you angry again, but I want you to think about this, 
don't you think something like this might bring you two closer 
together?"
`Highly unlikely' I politely replied to her.	

CHAPTER 2: A MOTHER'S HELP

	After my wife and I had our discussion about mother's idea, 
things seemed to change around the house in very subtle ways.  For one 
thing, she and my sister and mother began to spend more time together. 
I though nothing about it and even encouraged it, because I was away 
from home much more often than before due to an opportunity to pick up 
some more money by teaching night classes, in addition to my regular 
day workload.  Betty seemed glad.  I assumed it was because we could 
save up more money for getting her pregnant.
	My wife, while still very loving, wanted me to abstain from sex 
and have another test done to see if my sperm count would improve. 
	"Honey, I've gone through this twice before.  I don't think it's 
going to do any ."
	"You never know darling.  Please do it for me."  She cooed 
sweetly.
	I agreed.  I didn't want her to think badly of me.  Plus I loved 
her so much.  She knew I hated to abstain for 6 weeks, but if that's 
what it took to please her, she knew I'd do so.
	After the first week, due to my abstinence, the extra work, and 
all the pretty coeds in my evening classes, I'd often be quite horny 
when I came home.  I wanted  to make love to my beautiful petite wife 
so badly, but knew I couldn't.
	When I went through the test before, it was I who initiated the 
idea of me giving her head since I couldn't do intercourse.  However, 
recently, to my surprise, it was her who urged me to be her "pussy 
sucker".
	She often didn't use words like that except on special occasions, 
like on our anniversary night or a special night out on the town.  She 
was not given to using risqu, or vulgar language.  She really seem to 
get a much more rousing orgasm from my tongue than before when I did 
her with my mouth.  I also mentioned to her that she seemed to be more 
juicy than when I tongued her before.
	The last time I mentioned it to her she just said "It's just your 
imagination dear".
She also told me "Thanks for a good sucking" she said pecking me 
lightly on the lips. "Now go to sleep and don't play with yourself.  
Cause if you come, you'll have to start all over again just like you 
did last week when you came in your sleep.  You lost two weeks of saved 
up cum."
`I'll try dear'.  I replied as I laid there with a throbbing hard 
on and the taste of her in my mouth.  
	She was sound asleep in less than five minutes.  As I laid 
away for at least three hours tossing and turning with and aching 
prick, I couldn't get it out of my mine that somehow her cunt seem to 
taste very slightly different.  It seemed to have a more full bodied 
taste than before.  I finally pushed the thought from my mind as I 
finally slipped off to sleep after what seemed an eternity of watching 
her beautiful figure lying next to me.  She was so near, yet so far 
away.
It was a Wednesday night and a transformer went out causing the 
building where I taught to lose power.  Class was excused three hours 
early.  Thank goodness for small favors I thought as I drove home.
Not having been by to see mom in a while, I decided to surprise 
her and stop by a while before going home and surprising Betty too, by 
coming home at a decent hour.	
As I turned the corner to mom's house. I noticed my wife's car in 
the driveway along with my sister's, as well as another car with out of 
state tags.  I just thought mother must have a visitor, so thought 
nothing of it as I ranged the doorbell, but remembered she hadn't got 
it repaired yet.  I used the spare key she'd given me for emergencies.	
When I walked in, I was about to announce myself when I heard 
loud moaning sounds and the creaking of the floor coming from the 
upstairs bedroom.  At that exact moment, both my mother and sister 
emerged from the kitchen in the back of the house, where they were 
watching TV, as it was turned up much louder than usual.
"W-What is that noise?  And where is Betty?  I asked puzzled by 
the look on their faces as well as the odd state of affairs in the 
house.
I impulsively started up the stairs, as mother and my sister 
grabbed both my arms.  They tried to stopped me.
"Francis dear, don't,  you'll be sorry.  Go on home and we'll 
talk about it later.  It's the best thing, trust me."  Mother said in a 
concerned tone.
	"Yes Francis, it's best if you do as mom tells you."  My 
sister added.
I protested and accused them of hiding something.  This went of 
for a few moments before each of them let me go, when it was obvious I 
was determined to see what they didn't want me to see.
"If he wants to satisfy his curiosity, who are we to stop him 
mother" my sister replied with a rather unusual but malicious smile on 
her face.
Mother agreed and let me go. However, she too had a smirk of a 
smile on her face too as I rushed up the stairs. And flung open the 
ajar door.
What I saw before cause me to drop to the floor in a dead faint.


CHAPTER 3: Family Reunion

	"Francis!  Francis!  Come on Francis honey!  Wake up!"
	As I opened my eyes, it was my wife's lovely, but panic stricken 
face.
	"Whew!  Thank goodness, you had us all worried there for a 
minute."  She said with a sigh of relief.  The others present also 
echoed her sentiments.
	As I gained control of my senses I saw my mother, sister, my 
brother Nick, and of course my wife.  My wife and Nick were still nude.  
Nick walked over to pick up a robe after helping me to a chair.  It was 
more like he picked me up and put me in the chair with one hand.  Even 
in my groggy state his powerful muscles were very distinct.
	My wife hugged me and realized she too was still nude.  She 
blushed and then walked over and grabbed her robe also.  As she did, I 
couldn't help but notice the obvious wetness that ran down between her 
thighs.  She and my brother sat on the bed facing me as I slumped in 
the big old chair.
	It was obvious what was going on.  There was a conspiracy between 
my mother, sister, wife and brother Nick.
	I was so angry as they all looked at me.  I could see they were 
concerned, but at the same time, the look in their eyes were like 
burning stares that gave me the impression they were also laughing at 
me.  I was livid.  I was so angry, I didn't know what to do.  I wanted 
to cry, but I just couldn't give my brother the satisfaction of seeing 
me do that. However, after a brief bit of confession by the group of 
what they had done, even though for a good cause, to help make me a 
father, I was still angry and on the verge of tears.  I asked everyone 
to leave the bedroom except my wife.
	"Just be quiet, Let me talk Francis honey.  I know you're upset.  
I can't change what you saw or how you found out.  But I'm going to 
tell you this.  You have to understand that if I went to this extreme, 
you must know how much I want us to have a baby.  Our baby.  I know you 
have some disagreements with your brother.  But you have to understand 
that I must love you enough to do this.  Any way, I believe you'll find 
your brother is more mature than he was the last time we saw him.  He 
and I have been sexing it up for the last three weeks and I've got to 
know him better.  Besides being a super lover, he has some nice 
qualities.  I want you to give it a chance darling."
	I tried to reply but couldn't.  I was tongue tied at hearing my 
wife talk so matter-of-factly.
"I want you to go on home. Dinner is in the fridge.  Just pop it 
in the microwave.  I want to sex your brother some more.  I was on my 
second orgasm when you walked him and I want to get some more cum out 
of his big thing.  I've been looking forward to this all day.  I hope 
you can realize what it's like for me to be a woman in heat, especially 
with a stud around like Nick."
"Y-You g-got off . off twice?"  I asked feebly.
"Yes! Actually, he gets me off four or five times every time we 
do it.  He has so much more staying power than ., er what I mean."	
`You don't have to say it.  I-I know what y-you mean Betty.' I 
cut her off as she spoke.  I didn't know what hurt me the most, what 
she said or the beaming smile on her face.
"Don't worry dear, I'll be home later.  Try not to think about 
the negative side of this.  Only the bright side - us having our own 
child."  She said as she held the door for me.  I was annoyed by her 
action to rush me out of the room and her anxiety to get nick back into 
her.  But what could I do except leave.
"Nick darling, come help Francis down the stairs."  She yelled.  
It sounded like I was a feeble old man.  Which I felt like at the 
moment. "Remember I love you darling."  She said kissing me on the 
cheek as she stood there.
Even though helpful, I could sense that my brother was smug and 
comfortable with his role of having the upper hand on me in the worst 
way.  Here I had fainted as he was sexing my wife in a way I could only 
dream about.  She confirmed it to me and now he was helping me out of 
the room that he would soon be going back into so he could enjoy her 
some more.
"We'll talk some more Fran when you're feeling more up to it, but 
now I've got to go finish something."	
The unrestrained bulge in his robe showed that he was still erect 
despite all that had happened..
As he walked back up the stairs, he adjusted his stiff cock as 
best he could.  When he reached my wife at the top of the stairs their 
arms hooked around each other as they walked back in the room and 
slammed the door shut.  
Out of the corner of my eyes I could see both mother and my 
sister smiling at the situation. I mentally sighed and asked myself 
when will he stop being the cause of humiliation for me.
I sensed my sister, who was very dominant anyway, enjoyed seeing 
me in my plight.  I wasn't sure about mother.  After all, she was 
letting all this go on in her house, albeit, she reasoned that she too 
had a stake in Betty having Nick's baby. That is, she didn't want to 
wait any longer for grand kids.  My sister also claims that she too 
wanted a cute nephew or niece since she didn't plan on having kids.
My family justified their aiding Betty in her adultery since, my 
no vote was only one out of four.
Mother tried to console me by hugging me as we again went over 
their concerns and my feelings of being betrayed by my own family.
When the familiar noise from upstairs became audible in the room 
where we were sitting, it was more than I could handle.  I rushed to 
ward the door with tears running from the corners of my eyes.
	I was hoping this wouldn't happen, but both my mom and sis 
caught a glimpse of me crying as I made it toward the door on the way 
to my car.
"Baby, go home and jerk off, it'll make you feel better."  
Shouted mom as I exited the room."
I'd found out from her that the test I was saving up for was just 
a ruse to keep my "inferior jism from mixing with Nick superior sperm".
Before the door slammed behind me, I barely heard my sister and 
mother's last statements.
"It's a wonder Betty hadn't left him for a real man before now.  
He's a cry baby and a milquetoast. Imagine, he fainted instead of 
wanting to fight."  Said my sister.
"Don't be hard on your brother, he's not as strong as you and 
Nick.  He and Betty love each other in a way that's true love . and 
true loves wins over physical love every time."  I heard Mother say as 
I fumbled for my car keys as I stood by the front door.

	
CHAPTER 4:  THE NEXT MORNING AT HOME

	When I got out of the shower, I smelled food and heard movement 
in the kitchen.  I knew Betty was home.  She apparently had stayed out 
all night as it was 8 AM and I had to be at a class in an hour.
	"Morning darling, I came over to fix your favorite breakfast.  
Sorry I didn't make it back last night.  Since you knew what was going 
on, and er, . and besides I thought you might need some time to 
yourself to let things sink in."
	I replied politely, but coolly.  It was definitely not with the 
warmth and radiance she was beaming.	
	She sat opposite me as she enjoyed her coffee.  I couldn't meet 
her eyes.  She looked so beautiful.  I cringed because I knew the 
countenance she wore was there because of another man, obviously a 
better man - my worldly brother.
	"Did you masturbate last night honey?  I was hoping you did.  
After all, it was sort of cruel to have you abstain, but there was no 
other way not to hide from you what was going on.  You do understand 
what we saying last night about not running the risk of your weaker 
stuff being mixed with Nick's?"
	Irritated, but feeling so ashamed at the turn of events, I sat 
silent after mumbling very cryptic answers to my talkative wife.  I 
wondered did she really know how bad she was making me feel?  Or did 
she care?  
	"Good, cause now, at least I can pull you off and help you sleep 
better.  I still want to confirm I'm pregnant before I let you have 
some.  You do understand don't you dear?"
	Again I mumbled a muted `Yes' as I held the newspaper to my face 
trying as best I could to ignore her, and hide my shamed red face.
	"Honey, I really understand how this is all bothering you.  But 
you know what they say about the best laid plan of mice and men.  Well, 
any way, maybe it's better this way.  Because if you thought it was 
your semen that made me pregnant, you would've considered the doctors a 
lie.  This way you know the truth even though it's a bit painful to 
your pride.  But I'm hopeful you and your brother mend the rift between 
you."
That was the most stressful meal I ever sat through.  I started 
to not touch her, but when she opened her arms to me, I melted in them 
and replied in kind when she told me she still loved me.  It felt good 
to be in them after last night.
	I went to work in a better mood than I envisioned I would 
when I awoke.


CHAPTER 5: One Plus Two Equals Five

	Two weeks after that fateful night I fainted, my wife was 
notified by the doctor that she indeed was pregnant.
	My family had brought him in on their conspiracy, so therefore he 
was not surprised at the turn of events.
	"You are a lucky man Francis to have a wife so understanding and 
a brother who could help you out in the in the bedroom."
	Again, I wondered if the doctor, liked members of my family, knew 
how certain words could only come out sounding humiliating.
	I meekly smiled.  What else could I do.  I was hoping that little 
inadvertent quips, quotes and phrases that didn't help my mental 
posture would be few and far between, but when I presume no more barbs 
were coming to ridicule my manhood, or lack of thereof, more would 
come.
	"Ah. Here is a preliminary sonogram test.  Well I be damn, you've 
got twins in the oven."  The doctor said in a very unprofessional tone.  
"That brother of your really knocked her upright".  He roared.
	After spending some more time telling us about what Betty could 
and could not do as she got bigger, he dumped a bit more humiliation my 
way.
	"Speaking of bigger, your brother must be much larger than you 
Francis."
	"He is, much larger.  Why do you ask?"  My wife interjected.  Did 
she know she was again trampling over my manhood too?
	"I could tell by how much you've been stretched..  I bet you had 
fun getting pregnant."  The Doctor said chuckling as he showed us out 
of his office.  My wife just smiled and winked at him.  My face was 
red. I was flush with shame.
	"Now Fran honey, he didn't mean any harm". She said as we walked 
back to the car.  She was calling me Fran just like my brother.  I 
corrected her.  She apologized.  I felt better that she did.
As we drove home, I let her know I was glad this phase was over 
and that Nick could go back where he came from.
	There was a long silence from her.  Then she spoke.
	"Dear, I want Nick to stay, after all, he's a part of this too, 
even though you'll be the legal father of our children."
	We had a long, almost heated  discussion all the way home about 
my brother.  Not only did she want him to stay, she wanted him to stay 
right where he's been for the last three weeks, in the guest bedroom 
next to ours.
	She told me that we would pick up the discussion later.  She 
quickly ran into the house and right into his arms.  She told him the 
news and they both reacted as if they were the happy couple instead of 
Betty and I.  They French kissed each other.  I could tell it was a 
very wet juicy one.  It dawned on me then and there that they were in 
love.  The though sent a deep cold chill down my spine.  I silently 
went into my study and did some serious thinking about my options and 
how to reclaim my wife's love.  I knew my bargaining power was not only 
minimal, but very minimal.
	During the last three weeks, the relationship between Nick and I 
was cordial but distant.  He occasionally referred to something in the 
past which, when I let him know I perceived as unpleasant, he'd chuckle 
and gloss over it.  However, it was clear he was in the driver's seat 
since my wife slept with him over 90 percent of the time since he moved 
in with us.  Many times she woke me up in the middle of the night and 
had me exchange places with him so he could be with her in the larger 
bed in the master bedroom.  This was so humiliating, but I reasoned 
that as long as no one outside the family knew of it, I could swallow 
my pride - what little was left of it.
	But as my wife had said, my philandering brother had matured 
quite a bit.  I came to the conclusion I'd find out just how much, 
albeit, in a way that I hated doing, but knew I had no other choice.
	It was late Friday night.  Betty was exhausted form the day's 
activities of finding out she was with child, or should I say children, 
as well as sexing both my brother and I.
	Now that it was official she was pregnant, she finally allowed me 
intercourse.  After she and I made love she and Nick had a rousing bout 
that lasted the customary 2 plus hours as compared to the twenty 
minutes it took me to get her off once.  Over 15 minutes of that was me 
lapping her luscious cunt to do what my small tool and I couldn't do.
	She'd been sound asleep for three hours when I decided I had to 
make my move.  I eased out of bed and went downstairs where Nick was 
watching a late night movie.
	I nervously greeted him and used the excuse that I couldn't 
sleep.  I proceeded from that with some other small talk.  Finally, I  
got up the courage to get to the real reason why I was there.
	"N-Nick I-I know B-Betty is in love with you.  I-I suspect if you 
wanted to, y-you could m-make her leave me.  I-I never thought I-I'd 
have to do t-this.  B-But please don't take her f-from me, s-she's all 
I-I got."
	"Calm down Fran.  You got some woman there.  She's got class and 
is sexy and has really learned how to be good in bed.  You can say I 
broke her in.  She's a good piece of ass.  Of course you know that.  
Yep, she's the kind of woman I'd love to settle down with and raise a 
family.  I want you to know it didn't start out this way, but it's 
turned into much more.  I love her too."
	"B-But Nick why her, y-you can g-get almost any w-woman y-you 
want.  It took me so long to find her, please, I-I'd almost be willing 
to do anything to k-keep her."
	I went back up to bed with my brother's assurance that he 
wouldn't take my wife away from me as long as he could be around her, 
as well as the kids, when they were born.  He let me know if I didn't 
accept that condition, he just might try to make her leave me.  It was 
not what I sought from him, but knew it probably was the best deal I 
could make, everything else considered.  We shook on it.  He did make 
it very clear, as if I didn't already know, that sex with Betty was 
included.  The thing I hadn't counted on was him being non-negotiable 
about moving out of the house.  However, he did promise to get a job 
and pay his share.  All in all I concluded I couldn't ask for more than 
that.
	As I eased back into bed without trying to wake my wife, I 
mentally sighed and thought of all the complications we small prick 
nice guys have to go through to get and keep the women we love.
	As I settled down and was about to close my eyes, Betty turned 
over and hugged me.  She startled me.
	"That was so sweet of you.  You really do love me don't you 
Honey?"
	`Of course I do dear.  B-But what was sweet of me?'  I inquired 
with a puzzled look on my face.
	she revealed how she was on her way downstairs to see Nick and 
overheard everything we talked about.  I could see her broad smile even 
in the dark room.
	"You really thought I'd leave you after all these years?" She 
cooed sweetly as she snaked her hand into my pajamas and started 
handling my prick.  I was surprised at how aroused she made me.
	I explained to her all my observations and all about my fears 
upon seeing her and Nick so adoring to each other.  She was rhythmic 
but slowly stroking me with two fingers of her small delicate hands.  
It was so pleasant.
	"Well, you're right.  He has made me feel at last like a woman, 
in ways we both know you can't.  But the only way he would've been able 
to convince me to leave you would be if you would've been so 
unreasonable.  And of course you haven't.  I love you for that.  
However, the three of us will work out just fine as long as you 
remember your place".  She said in a warm, but serious tone.
	`M-My p-place?'
	"Yes honey, what I mean is that it must be understood that Nick 
is the real man of the house now.  Any concerns you have will be 
considered, but he will have the final say so.  Understood?" 
	My cock pulsed at the exact same moment she laid down her 
position to me.  I came all over the inside of my pajamas.  It was a 
sticky mess as she continued to milk me.
	Embarrassed, cowed, defeated, but feeling good, I was unable to 
come up with any kind of counter argument on the spot.  As I slumped 
back into the bed, I meekly acknowledged to my smiling cunning wife 
that I understood `my place'.
	"Well honey since you couldn't hold your load for me, how about 
using your sweet tongue to get me back to sleep."
	I sheepishly positioned my face between her parted legs and felt 
her hands on the back of my head.
	Her genitals still reeked of the heavy sex she'd had with my 
brother even though she'd had a towel between her legs to soak up their 
bountiful love juices.  Her crack was still slick and her bush was 
still moist.   I started to say something, but with all that'd happened 
in the last hour, I decided that it was my best bet to accept things 
and not give her or Nick any cause to say I was being unreasonable.
	After a short while I got over the pungent musky smell of her sex 
and became engrossed in the flavor and how rich she tasted.  Fifteen 
minutes later, she closed her head around my head with a rousing 
orgasm.  Her hairy cunt got even juicier and I continued to lick up the 
flowing pussy juice until she relaxed her leg clamp around my head.
	As I raised up with my face awash with pussy fluids, Nick was in 
the bed and holding her.  He was nude and his big nine inch boner was 
at the ready.
	They both looked at me in a way that I can't described.  I really 
felt awkward.  I'd surely eaten quite a bit of my brother's residual 
spent semen from his previous session with her.  He had to know that.  
I felt so silly as I got up and tried to compose myself and ended up 
wiping my face with the same towel that my wife had used to sop up the 
previous lusty mess they'd made earlier.  To make matters worse my wife 
reminded me about cleaning up the sticky mess in my pajamas.
	There was a low chuckle between them as I was about to leave them 
along.  Nick was positioning himself between my wife's shapely legs in 
a more conventional manner than I had just been in.  However, Before I 
could walk away, my wife wanted me to do one more thing.
	"Honey be a dear, and put Nick in for me."  She said with a lusty 
smile.
	Not knowing what else to do, even though I know now I was being 
purely humiliated by my wife, I passively guided his huge stalwart 
rigid penis right to her juicy cunt.

CHAPTER 6: THE MORNING AFTER

	"Honey,  I think we may need to have some practical rules of 
operation for the three of us."
	I listened intently.  What she said was practical but again, 
humiliating to me once again whether she knew it or not.
	Her rule was that Nick would make love to her first whenever we 
were both to sex her in the same day.  
	"You see honey, and I know you can't help it.  But all you do 
when you go first is get me aroused with your little thing, and then 
after you come, which is usually two to three minutes max, you spend so 
much time sucking my pussy to get me off, you're tired and I've still 
only come once, at the most twice.  I still feel frustrated and not 
satisfied. Now when Nick is through with me, what you can do for me 
really works out well for both of us.  You get off and your tongue 
doesn't have to work so hard and it feels so soothing on my bruised and 
ravished swollen cunt, . and it really feels good to get off when you 
do that to me."
		She did say that when Nick wasn't around and she needed a 
quickie, than my tiny prick and tongue would be more than welcomed as a 
way, in her words, "to take the edge off her horniness" while she was 
"waiting on his big dick".
Again, I was at a loss for words.  I'd basically been relegated 
to "sloppy seconds", literally, whenever my brother was around.


CHAPTER 7: Swollen Wife

	At five months, Betty's stomach was huge.  However, I'd never 
seen her looking more radiant wearing her many colorful maternity 
outfits. When we out and about she was the perfect adoring wife giving 
me all the credit for impregnating her.  That really sent my self 
esteem through the clouds even if it was only until I returned home to 
the stark reality of me being nothing more than a pathetic figurehead 
of a husband and man, desperately trying to hold on to my wife and keep 
my marriage intact.
	As she got more swollen, Betty also became increasingly more 
dominant and arrogant when we were alone or at home and especially in 
the presence of Nick.  She seem to be constantly ordering me around and 
requiring me to wait on her whenever mother or sis were present.  For 
some reason they both encouraged her in doing this, and also ordered me 
around too.  On many visits it was as if I was the servant for them 
all.
My wife seldom requested my brother, her adored lover, to do 
anything except snuggle up to her.  In many cases she waited on him 
hand and foot and often had me do the same for him.
	As she got bigger it was more difficult for me to have sex with 
her due to the shortness of my prick. Therefore my prick was basically 
put off limits to her pussy. 
	She would sometimes jerk me off, but often I had to do it myself 
as she was often not in the mood to be bothered with me.
Nick on the other hand with his longer and seemingly, perennially 
hard member, had no problem reaching her from the back and side.  She 
enjoyed him much better than me anyway.
However, as she got bigger, the doctor curtailed the vigor of her 
sexual efforts as well as restricting deep penetration by Nick.
She decided that a different approach had to be taken to get her 
off while meeting the safety concerns of her doctor's advice.
	I'll never forget the discussion we had on that subject one 
evening after I'd put in a long day.
	"Francis honey, I think I've come up with a way to enjoy the 
fullness of Nick's dick and get off without moving around a lot."
	I was pleased at her success and naturally inquired as to her 
approach.
	"Well, honey, first I want you to read this."  She handed me a 
nutritional analysis of what I perceived to some food substance.  The 
name of it had been taped over.  She warned me not to remove the label 
just yet.
	"Some pretty nutritious stuff."  I replied after glancing over 
the page."
	She assured me it was all natural with no additives.
	I was still puzzled as to where this was all going when she came 
back to a better way of her getting sexual fulfillment.
	"Now here is the plan darling.  I'll be on all fours with your 
face under my crotch.  Nick will mount me from the rear.  That way, it 
will shorten the length of his big cock that actually goes in.  By the 
way, as you're laying under me - with your feet toward my head of 
course - you can lick my clit and if necessary, hold back your 
brother's big cock to limit how far it goes in.  That'll be like a 
safety measure in the event he and I get carried away.  Now, sweetie, 
here comes the important part for you.  You see the doctor is also 
concerned about my vaginal lining becoming irritated by semen.  There 
is some chemical in it he's worried about.  He doesn't want any 
ejaculate in me until after I'd had our babies.  OOH, feel them kicking 
dear.  Here!  Feel here!"
	Before I could object about her wanting me to lap her clit or 
hold my brother's big dick as they fucked, she raised the maternity top 
and placed my hand on the taunt skin over her swollen gut.  The kicking 
was very pronounced.
	"I just know you're going to be a proud papa dear."  She said as 
she planted a warm kiss on my lips.  Kiss my tummy dear to show me 
you're glad I got knocked up by Nick."
	Red faced, I meekly bent my head over and did as she asked.  I  
kissed her swollen belly, the living proof and ultimate humiliating 
indication of my cuckoldry.
Even though expected, it always amazed me to see how big she'd 
gotten by my brother's handiwork.  Additionally, my wife always seems 
to have a knack of reminding me at the oddest times of how I was not 
the biological father of the babies she carried.  I came to learn she 
got some sort of perverse pleasure out of seeing me squirm each time 
she did it to me.
	"Now darling back to what your role will be in getting me off in 
my current condition."
	I was flabbergasted when she finally explained the remainder of 
her plans for me.
	`W-What! I-I can't .'
	"Now dear, before you say can't, lets review the facts." My wife 
interjected as she opened a folder showing all the research she'd done 
in preparation for my anticipated objections.
	`I-I don't care if his hot semen is n-nutritious . o-or h-how 
common it is I-in different c-cultures it is for lesser m-males to . to 
s-suck their wife's lover's prick . b-because they w-were b-better men.  
I-I just can't.  P-Please Betty!  Sob! Don't humiliate me anymore than 
you have.  I-I just . Sob! . can't t-take it anymore.'
	I lost myself emotionally and ran out of the room on the verge of 
crying.

	
CHAPTER 8: Mother's Place

	I stormed out of the house.  I drove around a while not knowing 
where to go.  It was already 10 O'clock at night and I hadn't eaten 
since lunch.  What hunger I had left me after listening to my wife's 
plans.
	When I realized I was near mother's, I drove to her place.  Being 
the mama's boy that I was, I guess this was the best place for me to be 
at in my emotional state.
	"I was expecting you Francis dear."  She said time I walked in.  
"Betty said you got upset and stormed out of the house.  I'm glad you 
came to talk things over with mommy."
	It felt good to hug and be squeezed in mother's powerful arms and 
be held close to her bosom. I uncontrollably blurted out the reason for 
my being in turmoil.  She calmed down, and had me go slowly over 
everything in detail as she prepared hot tea.  As I drank tea, I began 
to feel better. She then calmly had me walk through each step of my 
wife's humiliating role for me in her unusual sex plans strategy.  
	Mother is extremely logical and I admired her ability to dissect 
a problem to show it's flaws.
	The tea was delicious. She poured me another cup.  There was a 
new ingredient I was not accustomed to. I inquired as to what it was.
	"Drink it all down dear and then I'll tell you."
	I wasn't sure if it was because I didn't have any food on my 
stomach or what, but the tea made me feel so comfortable and contented.
	"I put a little something in your tea that our family doctor had 
prescribed to help you adjust to what you're going through sweetie.  
It's called E-Tranquilizers.  I dissolved a capsule in each cup.  It 
will not only help you relax and not have anxiety attacks, but help you 
cope when your silly male pride gets in the way of logical thinking."
	 Under the influence of the drug, I listened intently as mother 
talked.
	"So you see dear, you pulling out Nick's penis when he signals to 
you he's ready to come, keeps her vagina from becoming inflamed by his 
virile semen.  Now after you pull him out, you have two choices.  You 
either left him shoot his hot jism all over your face and the bed, 
which will result in a general mess which has to be cleaned up.  The 
other option is for you to simply slip it in your mouth and be a warm 
wet sucking receptacle for his abundant ejaculate.  This is the best 
option because it's tidy, it's better for him to come in something that 
is closet to being like a cunt.  That's just the way it is for big 
dicks like your brother's.  They're just not accustomed to coming in 
air, like you do when you jerk off or when Betty jacks you off.  Real 
men don't really feel good unless they come in something close to a 
warm wet pussy."
	As always, when mother went through something step by step it 
always made more sense to me.  I talked to her about my wife's 
increasing dominance and humiliation.
	"As I've told you before, being pregnant has changed her body's 
chemical balances.  So you really can't blame her for all her actions.  
You have to be a loving understand husband and accept them.   That's 
all there is to it.  After the babies are born, she may go back to her 
original personality or it maybe a permanent change - in this case her 
being more dominant, arrogant, selfish, hateful and wanting to berate 
you for your sexual inadequacies." 
	I inquired if there was some drug for her to take if a permanent 
condition.
	"Our doctor said no.  You'll just have to be a devoted loving 
loyal husband and accept her the way she is.  However, since Nick will 
be a part of your family, it will make it easier for you.  She'll have 
someone to keep her happy in bed and she'll be much more tolerant of 
you and your smaller dick.  She loves you dear, but it'll be expressed 
in a more different way than maybe before.  Your love is all that's 
needed to see you through and maybe an occasional one of these E-
Tranquilizers.  These are potent, so the doctor doesn't want you to 
take more than you really need.  He only gave me those two.  He'll 
prescribe more if you need them.  He also recommends swallowing your 
pride and doing as she wants.  Just keep remembering, you're doing it 
for the for the good of your marriage - and now dear, also for your 
family that's on the way.  You must never forget that although it's 
your brother's seed growing inside your wife, these are legally your 
children.  They are your responsibility."
	Mother prepared me a cup of soup and a sandwich.  It hit the 
spot. 
	She also confirmed that the "E" in the capsules she gave me did 
stand for Estrogen.
	"Yes dear, just as you suspected, it's to make you a bit more 
femmy so as to keep your male macho from getting in the way of being a 
good husband to Betty and better accepting Nick's role in your house 
now.  It's all for the good of your marriage Francis."
 I called Betty and apologized for my earlier action and told her I'd 
be glad to play the role she desired of me in her new sex plan.  `I'll 
swallow his cum when he's ready to ejaculate' I meekly told her.
	As mother walked me to the door, she told me to be prepared for 
something else that my altered personality wife probably would desire 
of me.  Mother said to keep it in mind, but not to mention it.  She 
just wanted me to be ready for it.  "Remember dear, to be forewarned is 
to be forearmed.  And sweetie, do remember, you are your brother's 
keeper and I'm proud of the both of you.  You for being the loving 
understanding husband and him for making you a father ."  She said as 
she hugged me goodbye.	
	I didn't reply, because I knew mother was sincere and meant well, 
but I've come to the conclusion that there was just no way getting 
around me not being humiliated in my situation.
	

CHAPTER 9-On Becoming A Father

	Nick and I and the family were assembled in the hospital waiting 
room when the nurse walked in and congratulated me on the birth of a 
healthy set of fraternal twins - both five pounds each and in perfect 
health.
	While the nurse was congratulating me, others in my family, 
including two of my mother's uncles and an aunt were doing the same to 
Nick.
	It appeared that, what was suppose to be a closely guarded family 
secret was well known by many in my family and my wife's also.  I 
wasn't suppose to hear it, but I overheard a relative whisper to 
another that "his jism is just too weak to make babies and he has a 
pencil size cock."  I heard another whisper back. "At least he's smart 
enough to get a real man to do the job for him as well as give his wife 
what she needs."
My uncles more or less didn't really give me sincere 
congratulations as opposed to acknowledging I was going to have kids in 
the house.  I knew in their eyes they felt I was less than a man.
	The nurse only allowed me to go in and see my wife.  I thought, 
finally some respect for me as her husband.  My bubble didn't last 
long.
	As soon as my wife saw me and before she talked about the two 
beautiful babies she'd just had, she asked how Nick was.  And as soon 
as the nurse was out of earshot, she asked if I had been a "good little 
hubby" and took care of "her man's needs".
	Even though the E-tranquilizers had better helped me accept my 
cuckoldry, I still was embarrassed at talking about some matters with 
my brazen wife.
	`Y-Yes dear, I-I did as you told me.  I-I have been his c-
cocksucker whenever h-he wanted me to.'  I said softly as I hung my 
head.  And he had, I was swallowing  two to three huge loads of his hot 
gooey sperm a day while she was in the hospital for the last 6 days.
	"Good!  I didn't want him to have any reason to go out and get 
some from another woman while I'm having these babies".
	Mother had been right about my wife wanting me to not only help 
her have decent sex while she was bloated, but also had a plan for me 
to be a sexual surrogate for her pussy while she was in labor and 
recovering.  That is, as best I could, for whenever Nick needed to get 
off.
	A few days later, she was home and the smell and noise of two 
babies filled our house.
	I was busy changing diapers and making formula for "our" new son 
and daughter.  Betty was the dutiful and doting mother, but whenever 
someone needed to get up in the night to see about them, it was me.  
She and Nick had basically told me that was exclusively my job.
	Nick plays with them, but seldom, and I don't think ever actually 
changed them.  For that he either called me or Betty.  Betty also let 
me know that I would always have to re-arrange my schedule to baby sit 
if she and Nick should ever want to go out together.
	As the children grew, it basically became my responsibility to be 
their nanny.
	This allowed Nick and my wife to have all the freedom they needed 
to get out and party.  Many of the neighbors have already concluded 
that he is more the husband and man of the house than I.  They 
basically see me out strolling the twins, cleaning around the house and 
shopping for groceries, while he's always out with my wife socially.  
This was especially true when they went on a cruise for a week and I 
stayed at home babysitting.
	As far as the bedroom, Nick is firmly in charge there.  We still 
have adjoining rooms, but Nick spends far more time with, and in the 
bed with her, and in her too, I might add, than I do.  In fact about 
the only time she ever lets me put it in is on our wedding anniversary 
and the kid's birthday, and then only after Nick has had his fill of 
her. Almost everybody in both her and my family knows that she only 
lets me put it in rarely and that I have to beat my meat for sexual 
relief most of the time. They also know that she always brings me her 
used slimy warm moist swollen pussy to me for a mouth cleaning up after 
Nick's made it messy. This is really the only way she seems to enjoy me 
having sex with her.  I've grown quite acclimated to eating hairy cream 
pie and look forward to sexing her that way.
	Because of this, many of the women in our families have gotten 
permission from Betty to have me eat their lover's or husband's jism 
from their cunts, or just eat them out for sexual relief.
	My sister uses me often as a tongue douche now.  She really 
enjoys having fuck juices sucked out of her hairy cunt.  The messier 
she is the better I like her cunt.  She has brought the mixed cum of up 
to 8 men for me to suck up.  She and I get along so much better now.
 And even though Nick doesn't require it often, my wife requires me to 
lick or suck him off if he so desires it.  Doing her time of the month, 
I'm usually required to be available to him for that purpose.
	All in all, we do have a stable marital and family arrangement 
now.  The kids are three years old and so adorable.  They all look like 
members of the family. My role of a subjugated cuckold is firmly 
established and there's almost no way I can get anymore respect than 
what little I have to live with now. 
	However, things are about to be topsy turvy again.  My wife told 
me she wants "us" to have another baby.
	Mother was glad to hear that Nick and my wife, Betty, were going 
to make me a father again, as well as her a grandmother again.


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