David’s dick fucked me right out of business for a couple of..

David’s dick fucked me right out of business for a couple of days. I had to make up with Rob, so he wasn’t feeling so dejected for getting passed over for David’s cock. But David so thoroughly fucked my hole into submission I just didn’t have it in me to put Rob’s cock in my guts. I wanted to. I wanted Rob to finally know the feeling of having an inferior cock plundering around aimlessly in my canyoned-out pussy trying in futility to make me cum. But, again, I didn’t have it in me. So I gave him a hand job. It started off poorly. Not for lack of effort. I really enjoy giving hand-jobs and especially to Rob’s dick. It’s a beautiful penis, and I love to hold it in my hands. But it just wasn’t getting hard. It was all fat and puffy, but it was staying in a semi-floppy state. I find asking guys what is wrong is sometimes the wrong approach. It can lead to a full-on floppy dick. So I took a shot, and while slow stroking the head of his dick, I said, “I see by the state of your dick you are worried about David replacing you.” He said that he wasn’t worried one bit. I told him, “You should be.” He asked me why. I told him, “Because his dick touches places inside of me, yours never will.” I’m sure he never heard that before in his life. But his dick heard it, and it took that statement as a challenge by stiffening right up. I asked him if it bothered him that I would leave him right this instant, with his dick hard and balls full, if David called and asked me to cum over and fuck him. And honestly, I would have done just that. It didn’t happen, but how awesome would that have been? He said I wouldn’t do that, and I made it clear to him that I would. I told him I would dump his dick instantly for the chance to get David’s cock inside of me. As soon as I said it, his balls sucked up wherever they went inside of him, and his dick started twitching, so I let up. A little bit of pre-cum dripped out, and he tried to grab his dick and finish, but I held his hands away. Poor Rob. The bull has now become a switch-hitting cuck/bull. Saturday, he was the cuck. If you play this game sooner or later it happens to the best of them. It has happened in a big way for Rob. Why? Because I don’t want Rob to be just another bull in the stable. I want him to feel the humiliation of being a cuck. I want to remove his manhood at will and return it when it suits me. This back-and-forth went on for an hour. He tried to cum a dozen times, and each time, I shut it down. Several times, I hit his balls to stop his impending orgasm. Hard enough to make him lose his erection and protest how much it hurt. But after a few seconds of stroking and saying things like how his dick looked so much smaller now, his cock would immediately turn to steel. I would have done this for hours, but I had a schedule to keep, so before I let him cum I told him I was going to feed him his own sperm. He said no. So I let go of his dick and told him he could finish this on his own. He agreed immediately to feed on his own cum. I barely touched, I mean barely touched, the rim of the head of his dick, and I moved so slowly that the build-up to his orgasm must have taken five minutes. It looked positively agonizing for him. I was jealous. I wished that was me getting slow-stroked. When he came, he made the weirdest faces and the oddest noises, and his cock pumped more cum than I have ever seen him pump before, and I have pumped his cock a few hundred times by now. I would guess by the time I was done, it took a full minute before he smacked my hand away because it was too sensitive. That’s when I scooped up his cum with a finger and put it to his mouth. He refused. The post cum sensibility had hit and he wasn’t having it. So I warned him, and he refused. I told him to clean himself up and see himself out. We were done. He ate his own cum. Not all of it, but enough to make me happy. Happy enough that I rubbed one out after he left. I swore I was going to leave my pussy alone but looking at him in the eyes as he put finger scoops of his own cum in his mouth…way too much for me. I think he enjoyed his first kind of being a cuck experience. I know I did. I haven’t heard from him, and it’s Monday now. See if I hear from him today.