This is a work of fiction, but any women who want to turn it into reality feel free to let me know!
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I'm Paul and I am only 4"8 inches long, if it can get hard, and prematurely ejaculates when it does. About 60% of the time it can't manage more than a semi, 30% of the time it can't even manage that. My cock is pretty useless, always has been. And now as I lay in the spare room writing this it has only one single use, to pee. Now the tiny joke of a penis I've been blessed with lives inside a hard plastic tube, a cb6000S to be precise, locked securely away from use by a small but very strong padlock, the key for which hangs around the neck of my longterm and very loving girlfriend of 7 years Jen. 3 years its been kept locked up like this and I wear the device like it's a part of me. The times I have had it off of me recently, I've felt uncomfortable and wanted it put back on as soon as possible.
The reason for my little fellas jail time was entirely my own fault and entirely down to my complete failings to fulfil my duties as a man in the bedroom. My relationship with Jen has from the start been perfect, we are the best of friends, we love each other more than anything else in the world and plan to marry in the future. The only trouble is sex! I am, as I have been rather bluntly told to my face 'fucking useless', 'the worst fuck ever' and 'never, ever going to satisfy a woman with that limp waste of skin'.
She put up with it for 3 years until she was sick to death of using her by now regular catchphrase, 'is it going to get hard?', 'oh fuck no! You've cum already, you've only just put it in!' and my favourite and most hurtful one 'just get off me, I'll finish myself off'. It was the only bad part of our relationship, something had to be done. So one evening Jen returned home late from work and told me that if we wanted to remain a couple we needed to talk about how we will handle our sex life in the future.
Jen explained that after work today she had gone home with Steve from accounts at her office for the sole purpose of having sex. And the only way that our relationship will have a chance of carrying on is if I surrender all sexual duties and allow her to sleep with Steve and other men of her choosing. I was at first really shocked to be told in such a matter of fact kind of way that the woman that I was planning to spend the rest of my life with had just come home from being fucked by another man. My response was to stammer the words 'no way'. Jen put her hands on my knees and softly told me that she still loved me more thank anything else in the world and that it will just be sex, nothing more, she would have no feelings for the men she will sleep with. She carried on explaining. She told me that she had fucked Steve to force this situation, either I accept what she has done and will continue to do or I am to leave. She explained that this is the right thing to do to, the sexual side of our relationship was going to ruin everything and this way cut out the only bad aspect we have together. It was the only way our relationship was going to work.
As she explained all this I came to realise that what she was saying made a lot of sense. I knew I was very poor at sex and that she had never enjoyed making love with me. I knew it was actually my fault that she had slept with another guy and I wasn't just blaming myself for it. And I was feeling that it would be incredibly selfish of me to deny her a good and healthy sex life. The fact is that for this to happen I would have to let other men provide it for her. I love her so much, and I am still 100% sure that she still loves me as much as she did before. It looked like there was only one way that things could go for us. I was going to have to make an incredible sacrifice. I looked Jen in the eyes and said with an almost tearful voice 'I understand. And I think that you are right. Things have never been good in the bedroom and it has been entirely my fault there. I think that we should give this situation a try'.
Jen leaned forward and put a hand on my face and kissed me softly as tears rolled down her cheeks. 'Thank you, thank you so much Paul. I'm so glad you can see that this is the only way we can be together' she said with a relieved tone to her voice. 'I have made small plan and list of rules that I want to discuss with you and take any input or suggestions from you. When you are ready to talk about this'.
Our discussion happened the next morning after spending the night in separate beds. I slept in the spare room, which I was going to get used to doing very soon. As we sat down together Jen asked me again if I was ok with what we were about to embark upon. I nodded and confirmed to her that I believed it was the right thing for her to be doing. Jen proceeded to take from her works briefcase a folder which had contained her list of suggested rules. She is very professional about everything she does and this was no exception. 'Ok, are you ready?' She said putting on her glasses. 'Then I'll begin'.
Rule 1. From this moment on my sex life will be my own and will no longer involve any sexual contact with you what so ever.
I sadly said to her, 'what none at all' with almost pleading eyes. 'I'm sorry Paul, no. I no longer want to have sex with you. Not to keep you happy, not out of pity, not ever!' She calmly stated. 'Can I have one last fuck' I almost begged. 'No' was the stern and blunt reply. 'Please, really!' I did beg this time. 'NO PAUL! There is no chance of that happening anymore, not one lasts fuck, not a quick one for old times sake, not for your birthday or Christmas. This is serious and you have to understand that we will not be having sex together ever again. That is the golden rule here and I don't ever want to hear you ask for it again. Do you understand me?'. Yes, I sheepishly answer. 'Good, then if that is clear and we both agree on this we can move on to the next rule.'
Rule 2. As the fault lies solely on Paul for these measures to be necessary, Paul will NOT share the rite to sexual relations with others that Jen will have. Paul will not seek out sexual partners, he will not cheat and he will acknowledge the fact he is responsible for Jen to have to resort to outsourcing her sex life.