I watched the two of them making out from across the table. My penis was rock hard. If I'd have so much as touched it, I would have come. My girlfriend, Jennifer and our bull, Will were seated across the table from where I stood. Their hands were wrapped around each other, their tongues were furiously dancing in and out of each other's mouths.
We'd been seated at the table chatting together not more than five minutes ago, which is when Will had told me to go make some coffee for them. That was pretty normal, Will liked ordering me around. He had a very dominant sort of personality. He was more muscular than me, even though I worked out a lot and, as Jennifer constantly pointed out, had a nicer penis than me. By nicer, what she really meant was bigger. Not much, but definitely bigger. We were both pretty good looking, fit and attractive but Will had a definitive sense of dominance and even underlying arrogance that she loved.
The only physical characteristics where I outdid Will and to be honest, most guys, were my hair and my ass. I had ass-length, long, thick, dark hair that was slightly wavy. Jennifer adored my hair. She had a huge kink for guys with long hair and mine was simply gorgeous. She loved it. The other was my ass. I had a naturally curvy ass. Curvier than most guys I'd seen. I also did a lot of exercise for my glutes so they'd developed well too. Jennifer was always, all over my ass. She was constantly patting or squeezing or groping it. When Jennifer and Will had first got together, she'd told me that she found him incredibly hot but she still liked my ass and hair better. He had long hair too, but it was a little past his shoulder blades and curly. Not as long or luxuriant as mine.
Over time, it became clear to him too that she liked these physical aspects of mine more than his. This, obviously, integrated itself into our dynamic. Will took particular delight in tormenting me about these characteristics, calling my ass 'plump' and my hair, 'feminine'. Said it fit right in with me being a cuckold. He'd pat my ass in front of people, friends, strangers, just to watch me get flustered. He knew that that turned me on. It signified a clear submissiveness to him.
Sometimes, if he liked the coffee I'd made or something I'd done, he'd slap my ass and compliment me. In front of literally anybody. It was extremely humiliating but I would get aroused to an inordinate amount.
As for my hair, he'd devise new, girly styles for me to wear it in so I would never really leave it open. Mostly, it was a low ponytail but sometimes, when he didn't want me to show the length, he'd make me tie it in a low bun. He knew Jennifer loved my hair and never lost an opportunity to state that my hair was simply compensation for the fact that I had a smaller penis than him.
Jennifer loved all these subtle ways he'd dominate me and the nonchalance with which he'd do it. She'd watch these interactions very keenly, getting increasingly revved up. Usually, these conversations ended with the two of them making out wildly.
Today, he'd made me tie my hair in a ponytail, using a pink hairband. Pink, the colour of femininity. Another one of his methods to show who was in charge. I'd made coffee like he had ordered and when I brought out the cups, I found them making out. His hands were planted on the top of her ass cheeks, her long, ass-length, dirty blonde hair brushing them as they kneaded and groped her fantastic bottom. I stared at them, my mouth slowly drying up and my penis becoming stiffer, the cups still in my hands.
They broke apart when they saw me standing, Will grinned and said, "That was quick. Only thing you do quicker than cum is make coffee."
Jennifer giggled, stroking his hair sultrily. She licked his earlobe slowly, working her way to his mouth.
"Come here and put those cups down. Then go back and clean up in the kitchen."
My penis now almost fully erect, I walked over to the other side of the table. Will resumed kissing my girlfriend just as I set the cups down and turned around to head back. As I passed him, he reached out and patted my butt superciliously.
I was in the kitchen for almost ten minutes, tidying up. The entire time I could hear the sounds of kissing and heavy petting from the living room. When I was just about done and washing the last couple of cups, I heard movement in the kitchen.
The two of them entered, Jennifer giggling a little at something Will had said.
"Hey baby, just wanted to see how long you were going to be."
"Almost done Jen.", I said without turning my head.
I felt a hand squeeze my ass. "Don't you think cucky's ass has gotten bigger the last couple of weeks?"
Jennifer giggled again. "Stop. My baby's ass is perfect."
I felt another hand gently cup my other ass cheek and caress it lovingly.
