forced cuckold/bi story part 1

For the first year of my marriage to Melanie my sexy blonde wife everything was blissfully perfect. We lived in a specious apparent which my parents had bought for us, with the apartment next-door also a gift from my mom and dad which we rented out for extra income.

My troubles all began when our original tenants moved out of town. We advertised for a few weeks with little success. Eventually we received a call from a guy in his early 30’s called James. As I was in work when he came to look around, Mel showed him the place and he moved in that very day.

I was quite taken aback when I first saw Leroy, he was a big black guy, rough and tough with it by the look. He was about 6”2’ and 220 pounds. As I’m only 5”4’ and 140 pounds I found him quite intimating. I wasn’t happy at all, but Mel told me not to be silly and that he’d probably turn out to be a real nice guy.

Over the coming weeks my initial concerns turned out to be correct. Leroy was a nightmare, always having parties, and loads of mates over. One particular night, I’d had enough, it was 3 AM and one of his parties was still in full swing. I hammered on the door to give him a piece of my mind. When he eventually answered the door, he became really aggressive and threatened to beat me up. With my tail between my legs I went back to my apartment. From that day on Leroy knew I was afraid of him, he was the boss without doubt.

It was the following weekend that things really changed. Mel told me the James had been around whist I’d been in work and had asked us both out on a double date. I didn’t fancy it all. No doubt Leroy’s girlfriend would be a right tart. To be honest I was too afraid of him to say no, and decided to go along with him just to keep the piece.

When the time to go out arrived Mel looked stunning in her short black number, complete with matching stockings and high-heels. James had arranged to call us at 8 o’clock, and on the dot he hammered on our door. I went to let them in, I opened the door, and just stood there a little bewildered by what I saw. I was expecting to see James with some tarty looking woman. Instead he was stood there with an older black man, in his mid fifties. “This is Bill my dad just out of jail”, sniggered Leroy. “He’s your date for tonight”.

I was so confused, what did he mean my “date”. Sighing heavily Leroy explained. Apparently for the past 5 years when Bill had been in jail he’d been sharing his cell with a white boy who looked just like me. He was his “bitch” as Leroy put it. When I’d gone knocking at James’ door last week his dad had seen me and taken a “fancy” to me. Now Leroy wanted us to go out as a foursome. He and my wife as one couple, and me and his dad as the other.

I told him straight “No way”. A hard blow to my stomach quickly changed my mind. It was obvious Leroy and his man Bill were not men to be messed with. Still in pain from Leroy’s black fist, I meekly nodded my head when I was asked again if I was prepared to be Bill’s date.

My head still spinning we left our apartment. Everything had been arranged, we were all to go for a meal together. I drove, with Bill’s hulking figure sat next to me, with my wife and James sat in the back. At the way there Bill kept on touching my knee, and telling me how much I reminded him of his “wife” from primister. In the back my wife was doing her best to fend off Leroy’s advances. From the look upon her face in the rear mirror she wasn’t doing very well.

The meal turned out equally to be a nightmare. Leroy spent the entire evening with his big black hands up my wife’s dress. At one point she was powerd to eat her desert with 3 of his fat fingers inside her pussy. On the other side of the table I wasn’t fairing much better. Under the table Bill had got his cock out. He was enormous, 8 or 9 inches, more than twice the size of my small 4 incher. I was powerd to eat with only one hand as my left hand was powerd to hold his throbbing cock the whole time. I don’t know who was blushing the most me or Mel.

On the journey home things warmed up in the back. My wife was made to suck Leroy’s cock. Glancing black from time to time I could see that Leroy was the same size as his dad, in other words fucking huge. Mel was really struggling with the girth of his shaft, she must have gagged half a dozen times on the way home. In the front Bill again had his know out. He kept on making me hold it all the time, I drove most of the way back with just one hand.