Little Dinkus
Male
We were not married at the time. I remember being in line at the PO, behind one of theses types. His very deep voice made me erect.
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Little Dinkus
Male
tell me about your preferred type of man
Little Dinkus
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Impressed with your profile pic.
Marica73
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Whites are weaker, not good idea to fight
Little Dinkus
Male
I usually get put into a position where I don't have a choice. a punch to the gut, I'm doubled over
Not a trauma for me
No trauma for me, either. I love it the more she gets it.
Good for you Man.
But the circumstances of my being cucked were very different from yours, inasmuch as first time up with my wife my incredibly handsome and physically breathlessly beautiful college student buddy was, in my eyes and homoerotic standing, at the very instant he was drawn, cock bared and massively erect, into the space between my totally yielded wife's uplifted legs, transformed from my familiar albeit much younger sexual equal into a gloriously impassioned, shockingly determined and super-potent stamina-filled woman-fucker and plainly unbeatable rival for the sexual love of my wife.
It was the most distressing Shock-and-Awe and heart-stopping encounter of my life up to that time, including as a voyeur, as it remains to this day. I describe some of my wildly mixed but mostly positive feelings about it in the very act, in my poetic eulogy to my 19 year-old buddy's youthful beauty and potency, "A Husband's Confession" (https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B0Curb_ONTjfU0dlNEs0Qkt6MzA/view?usp=sharing) which I wrote, mainly cathartically, on the recommendation of my psychiatrist (see below) four months after the event.
First time up with my wife my beautifully athletic buddy went at her, bareback, for 40 minutes straight and came in her three times violently and copiously with no interruption of his thrusting or even once withdrawing his cock. To add self-inflicted insult to injury, he overnighted with us in the marriage bed and an hour before dawn was woken my wife quietly kissing his chest and stroking his massive morning wood as I lay wide awake and painfully aroused but motionless beside him.
The fuck that followed was even more uninhibited and stunning and traumatising for me than the one the night before, and commensurately infinitely more satisfying for my wife. It had gone on for well over an hour before I mutely excused myself, got out of the bed and the bedroom and went downstairs to pour myself a virtually anesthetic triple neat Jim Beam and nurse my shattered heart and ego.
Some relief came for me three hours later when I heard the lovers showering, singing, playfully laughing and slapping each other with their bodies bumping suggestively rhythmically against the walls in the upstairs ensuite.
Two months later I was pretty much ****** to seek psychiatric help to cope with the emotional impact and fall-out of the encounter. On the evidence of my uncontrollable and devastating flashbacks to the "primal scene", admixed with fits of weeping, anxiety, emotional exhaustion, depression and disabling loss of concentration, I was diagnosed as suffering from PTSD and Acute Love-Trauma Syndrome per the VA Hospital's ( Washington) Dr Richard Rosse, neuro-psychiatrist and discoverer and characteriser of the PSTD syndrome for which I am still under periodic re-assessment and treatment.
Thankfully, I felt and continue to feel no resentment whatever against my wife or my buddy who from his fateful first night with my wife continued his intensely physical homosexual relationship with me, beginning the day after she had hungrily and expertly relieved him of his virginity.
Perfect Love and Time overcome All and heal every healable wound. Eventually.
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It's nice that you and your friends know who we are
Good for you, happens more than people think
I think it is pretty common or it was when I was in college.Good for you, happens more than people think
Little Dinkus
Male
we're on the same track.
Your right on th ark here. My 1sr BBC experience was at the university
It's the same with me watching my beautiful young buddy fucking my ex. The harder and deeper he fucks her and the more wildly and vocally she responds to him the more I love it.
But my resulting orgiastic pleasure comes at a heavy cost to me in terms of the emotional trauma it inflicts on me every time I watch them or even eavesdrop on them from the upstairs hallway or the spare room with an ear pressed to the wall between it and the master bedroom (see my post #587 above).
The trauma fall-out for me from every such occasion simply adds to the total trauma tally I have amassed over the 6 years my buddy has been my wife's live-in lover, and now her new husband since I divorced her 4 years ago so she could marry him.
Thankfully, in the very act the trauma to me in a wierd way specifically catalyses the intense voyeuristic and vicarious sexual excitement and gratification I get out of watch my buddy fucking my ex. It's unstoppable and I sense absolutely essenitial to my sexual gratification as a voyeur, and in the 6 long deliciously agonising years I've never made any attempt on any occasion to counter or overcome the trauma or it's deeply wounding effects on me.
To the contrary, I encourage and eagerly welcome the trauma for its hugely heightening the erotic impact on me of witnessing my ex being fucked so powerfully and satisfyingly by a much younger man who happens to be my only homosexual lover.
My perhaps perverse need to be traumatized of course deeply vexes my psychiatrist who is often in two minds whether or not, using behaviour therapy or aversion techniques, to try to therapeutically counteract or totally wean me off my craving for intensely pleasure-enhancing trauma. He says my craving for it is seriously impairing my recovery from the "infidelity"-induced PTSD-Love Trauma Syndrome he has diagnosed me as suffering from.
I simply state and defend my strong preference for soldiering on and suffering the often disabling consequences of doing so in the pursuit of the most beautiful and sexually visceral pleasure I've ever known.
Michael the Masochist? Label me what you will, but don't knock it if you haven't tried it.
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I can only speak for my buddy who swears he cums longer and harder down my throat when I fellate him than he does when he cums in my ex-wife, except when I'm barebacking him from behind while he's fucking her in the missionary position and I'm thrusting against his bulging prostate.
When I fellate him to orgasm his conscious mind is so consumed by the intensity of his overwhelming physical and psychic pleasure that during the minute or more he takes to finish ejaculating he never gives a thought to the fact that I'm eagerly taking his spunk down my gullet and greedily savouring it.
Only some minutes later when he has returned to Earth and is gratefully deep-kissing me and getting me to snowball him with his own semen does he register his pleasure at my great love of taking it straight from his cock into my mouth.
He revels in the fact that almost every spurt of his hungrily devoured and instantly swallowed semen is subsequently completely incorporated into my body through digestion in my stomach etc. As I do too.
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Little Dinkus
Male
I've been called a masochist by white male friends for 10 yrs.
Dammit that must have hurt!
