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Honestly im getting real tired of my dad, hes making me want to move out and cut off all contact with him. Before i started doing sports in highschool he would always get on my nerves about how i just sit around how im lazy (mind you thats when covid 19 was at its peak) covid stunted me a bit I will admit that, but thats no reason to try to find any way to always put down your own son and claim it as helping or supporting. Before i started doing sports he was taking me home and he just pretty much criticized me to the point i had a physical reaction. Usually whenever he would go on his daily rant about MY life id just tune him out but that fay he actually got somewhat of a reaction out of me. And there was another time where I had to fix a lawn mower for the first time and I didnt know what I should do at all and all he did was just stand there, not even say anything or try to help, and when i kept messing up because I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO he just yells at me calling me names for no reason, that put a scar and some distsnce between me and him, and yesterday after I had a match he was just criticizing me saying he wish i was deep into the sport he wish this he wish that i have so much potential im wasted potential like fude, dont you realize i am not you, i have my own limits, i have my own goals, strengths, and weaknesses? And today I got checked out because I was feeling sick, and I seen a young girl walking home, all i said was “I wouldnt want my daughter to walk home by herself” or something similar, and he turns that into a car ride of just criticizing me and belittling me claiming its helping saying “how can you get a daughter if you dont want a girlfriend” well excuse me for wanting to look for what i would call the right girl for me and not wanted to stick my d*** in any living thing like you did when you was younger, excuse me for having my own morals, and how can you say i dont wsnt a girlfriend when you dont even know me, you know what I show you. I literally look for a girlfriend everyday and I just dont have any luck, but i “dont want a girlfriend” then you start talking s*** on how i like to be in my room and how i dont want to watch sports play sports gsmes go to highschool sports matches like dude I AM NOT INTO SPORTS ITS BEEN SO OBVIOUS, you claim im wasted life/ potential but I think its actually quite the contrary. YOU are the waste, you always belittle me for having my own interests, being my own person, and enjoying my life the way I WANT TO, and you wonder why I talk to mom more, you wonder why brother distanced himself from the family, ITS BECAUSE OF YOU, YOU NEVER TRY TO ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND ME OR BROTHER, and how you mentioned up how i isolate myself even in matches i choose to be alone, well first its a match im not going to sit with friends when im suppose to be watching, second im not sitting by friends because im going to start goofing off, and claiming that i dont have sny built friendships? If something was to happen i wouldnt have people? YOU LITERALLY DONT KNOW ME I have great friendships that ive built over years its just I like to stay to myself mostly instead of go out every single chance I get and I dont want my life to revolve around my friends, be happy that i still even want to be close with tou either though i feel like i ahould distance myself, all you know what to do is belittle me and theres going to be a time when im on my last straw and cut contact with you for possibly ever.

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I consider myself probably the happiest and luckiest cuckold in the world. At the same time i both dislike and embrace the title. It is driven by one clear issue…a micropenis. She loves me and makes me feel adored, cherished, and respected. And s** is frequent and amazing and attentive. She commonly and randonly tells me to give her her little c*** and it can be hand oral or penetrative s**. But her need for penetration pleasure is what it is just as my sub 3 inch erect p**** is. I joyfully wear a s******* for her whenever she wants. We had a talk very early on about the realities and needs, and any woman deserves the real thing as well. Once ir twice a month, the “other man”…who we found jointly just like we did the ones before him (only one at a time ever, but sometimes they move or find a relationship)….he comes over when she has need and we are both home. I am only ever in the room the first time to make sure she feels safe and comfortable and that the rules….some mine but mostly hers and they are as much about me as her….are respected. Even then i am clothed. She and i jointly meet and talk and i guess “interview” him several times. After a new man’s first time with her i am no longer in the room. It happens very specifically…when he is to come over then she and i will begin for her arousal only. A guest bedroom in our home is used because both of us refuse to make her feel dirty by using a hotel and home is more comfortable for us both. He texts from the driveway. At that point i stop giving her oral and touch and leave her pre positiined head down on a pillow with her bottom up and available. She never wants any more face to face contact with him nor does she want him even kneelin behind her in our bed The room also has just the right chair for her to kneel on for when she wants that. So she is positioned to be taken from behind with her bottom at edge of bed. The man never speaks and neither does she. This is about giving her a real c*** for penetration only. The part most would think makes this disrespect me is that not only does she want to be ready but she also wants the man ready. No foreplay. When he enters he sees her from behind for rear entry. When he texts he is in the driveway and i leave her positioned and ready i go downstairs to meet him. He is required to strip and hand me his phone to make sure no pics or vid can be taken. He has to be ready so if he is not then i provide my hand and mouth to make sure he is. I do it for her because she does not want to be involved in any foreplay and she made a great effort to try to explain to me that that is a form of approval and consent to her and i want all her limits respected. And it is functional i have ready donned a tank and shorts even though i am aroused from having given her foreplay When he is erect and ready i send him to her. I remain downstairs and honestly enjoy how naturally vocal she is. She used to try to restrain herself but i assured her that hearing her from downstairs assures me that i know she is getting what she needs and loves even though i canmot. She is om birth control and it boosts her enjoyment to have him finish naturally and bare inside her. When he has finished he comes back downstairs and i consider it a gift and honor to clean him of her with my mouth. To taste her pleasure on him and know she got what she needs. At that point he will dress and leave unless my cleaning him restores his erection. If that happens i send him right back up to her for more. But she will be waiting in the same position for me whether once or more (in a couple of instances with the current man actually a third time and she gets louder every time). She knows if it will be him coming back or me because i knock before returning to her. If i send him back to her he simply opens and recloses the door and resumes.. The knock gives her the moment to choose the manner of us reuniting. It also gives her a moment to mentally come back to me. When i enter i always find her still positioned or slowly gently moving to lay on her back open her legs and smile up at me so beautifully exhausted and a look of sheer love. Fucked up as it may sound she is so beautiful in her post s** bliss and opening to me seeing his s**** inside her. Most of the time she wants me to bury my face in her and devour her to clean her which gives her powerful shaking climaxes. Then she will reach for me and pull me to her to lay atop and enter her to the degree i can and we hold tightly and sob into each other’s ears our love for each other. When i consider how so many cuckolds have to deal with the humilation i count myself the luckiest man alive. We will bask bare and sensually for hours after with more of our own l********* in our ways at our pace now that her natural needs are fulfilled.

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