Being happy as a cuck

I’m sympathetic to your story, but no shame in it where you are now, obviously.

I’ve read of other husbands unable to perform due to a medical reason or a disability who reluctantly try this and are surprised at the erotic charge they take from watching their wives with another man.

We adapt.

Some men may start out skeptical, doing it almost exclusively for their wives benefit, but soon realize it’s not only viable, but can sustain their sexual bond in a rich and unexpected way. Both end up wanting it.

Like the disabled person above coming to terms with being disabled takes time. I feel insecure because if my wife left me I dunno know what I would do. My wife has always been the strong leader in everything including sex. When she asked me would I mind her having sex with other men I knew she had been doing this for a while anyway. I said if it meant she would stay with me then sure go ahead. We paid for the house to be fully adapted in every way and it was agreed that I would run the house from my wheelchair. We got a bit drunk one night and I confess to her I would like to be humiliated. She did not understand at first but does now. So I became a cuck. The disabled guy sat in the corner. The first time my wife brought a bull home I promised to pretend I couldn’t speak . This worked good the bull was more comfortable. I will never forget the feelin I had watching her penetrated by a good size cock. I was hard and even ejaculated a bit into my pants. After it everything had changed. I loved and wanted my wife more and determined to do everything to keep her. She started to enjoy humiliating me whenever possible . We went out to a restaurant one evening and she told me before hand she was you to humiliate me big time. I was excited. She pushed me into the restaurant and sat down and said she was you to feed me and I must pretend that I could not feed myself. She orders our food then gets a big bib out and ties it round my neck. People stared. She fed me and stuffed my mouth so my face got food on it and waited until the meal was over before clean me up. It was so exitingly hot. I am a cuck. I love bey a cuck. My cock is stuffed with a tube and is useless. She is wonderful and she is my life. I am happy.

Early 60s here, wife a few years younger, and I truly believe I’d be content to mainly concern myself with performing oral on her from here on out — and I suspect I’m far from alone among husbands 50s and beyond in feeling that way about their wives — if someone amazing were to become a regular ongoing option for her in our sex life. I’m talking someone we could have on maybe a monthly (or so) basis, and just build around. I have no doubt about the kind of power and energy that would offer.