Things settled into a level of normalcy. Cunt naturally didn't want things to change but Twinky Dick, being a new addition to our little games, was still kind of an unknown at first.
After a couple weeks he seemed into the swing of things. He liked taking her up the ass when they were on their own I think because he thought he somehow had that more to himself. (He knew, of course, that her cunt was often gonna be SOA - sloppy on arrival.)
How the hell did he think her ass was the right size to take his dick so easily? Ha. Well, I let him live in fantasyland a bit.
We did give him every opportunity to properly join in the fun. He was always invited to tag-team the cunt. We still got first dibs, but I even experimented letting him go first in case he didn't like sloppy cunt.
Didn't matter. He never lasted very long and often shot his wad in a minute or three and lots of times he couldn't even get it up. It was better if we made him sit and watch for a while and then let him pop off in her mouth.
He knew his place in the scheme of things from day one. Shit, he just could not compete, OK? Me and the guys just pack more heat, I guess.
But after a little while at this level of play, we hadda take it up a notch. I have goals, OK? You gotta work toward your goals or you never get there.
So one day Stevie and I are there with TD, having a drink or two, having cunt do some nice lap dancing and giving us a show while we wait for Bobby. Bobby gets there and I think, gang's all here, let's get it going... on my agenda, mind you.
"OK, so, TD, we'd like a little something interesting, here. Why don't you get stripped off and join wifey on the dance floor - give us a little show."
He about turned blue and sputtered that we got to go first, deny, deny, deny.
"No bullshit, paco. When I give you dibs, see, you gotta respect that. Now strip off and get the fuck out there, little dick."
No - more talkback. We still didn't have his attention properly, I guess, so me and Bobby fucking heaved him out of his chair and took his clothes off for him. It was a laugh - he didn't dare put up a real fight, though a few buttons did get airborne.
And sure enough, just as I thought, no chance that he could get it up.
"Mark, Mark, Mark. You are really earning the name 'Twinky Dick', huh? You wanna play with the big dogs here, you gotta be capable. You see how it is, right? We come over to play and we get it up. We can fuck wifey any time, right guys?"
Chorus of agreement, naturally.
"And we don't shoot our load in two fuckin' minutes, either. We fuck like we mean it! And wifey puss likes it that way, right?"
'Nother chorus of agreement, this time with wifey nodding right along. But TD's dick was limp, limp, limp.
"So, TD, if you can't fuck, you got to be honestly the lowest of the fucking low. Last of the last. Performance based work review, buddy! You understand that, right?"
He just stood there. Bobby helped me out, direct as always.
"Hey, dude said, 'right?' That means he wants you to answer."
His 'I guess so' was pretty weak.
"Fuckin' right. So if you aren't ready to work at dickin' the cunt, you can work at getting me and the boys a nice round of drinks and snacks. You're the entertainment committee. Go on - get to it."
He made to get his clothes back.
"No, no, Twinky Dick! Who the fuck said you could get dressed? Go get my drink! Don't be a shithead, man!"
That night we had really begun to make it clear to TD that he was gonna be sucking hind tit in every possible way. We didn't have to beat him up or anything - he made his own bed and fucking chose to be entertainment committee material. Like I said, it's all performance based. If he'd a hung with the boys from early on he coulda been one of us, at least sorta.
He finally got it up later that night when cunt sucked him off. It probably turned him on enough to get hard to get a show first, play his dick up by hand and then get head while his used slut was getting it in the ass at the same time.
We didn't make too much more of it that night but the very next night I called 'party' with Bobby. I like having Bobby along - he makes a great enforcer even if he doesn't do anything but stand there and fuck. He just looks the part.
We got started kind of along 'normal' lines, playing around with pussy and TD watching. But before we got serious I had TD strip for me again.
"Alright, TD, let's see what we got going on here. Hmmm - seems you're fuckin' limp again. Well, seems to be kind of a regular problem with you, TD. But here, I got you a present."
I whipped out one of those clear plastic dick guard things and handed it to cunt. That afternoon I'd told her that we were gonna make TD into a nice little cuckold slave boy and damn if it didn't get her excited! I waved her over, to kneel at his crotch and she began putting it on.