I 'm George, a sixteen-year-old cuckold. I know that's pretty young to be a cuckold, but my situation is unique. Patricia is my girlfriend and the love of my life – I'd do anything for her. But I have a problem – my cock is very small – it never grew much when I went through puberty, so it is like a boy cock. I have no facial hair and almost no pubic hair.

I knew early that I wasn't very masculine when I saw all the other guys in the shower after gym class – I had to hide my cock so they didn't see how small I was.

I wanted to make love to Patricia, but held back because I didn't want to her to see how small I was. I knew she had to see it someday, but I dreaded the very thought of it! We were very much in love and she welcomed me feeling her tits when we made out, which was usually every day.

We discussed marriage and we both agreed that we would go to our local junior college after we graduated, get jobs and marry as soon as we were financially able to.

One day Patricia said, "I'm taking the pill now."

"I'm surprised you're starting so soon," I responded.

"I don't want to wait until we're married to make love," she answered, "I want to give you my virginity for your birthday."

I was thrilled but scared to death. Of course, I wanted to make love to Patricia, but then she would see how small I was. I wasn't even sure I could do it with my tiny cock.

"I've heard it can hurt the first time," she said, "So I've been practicing with a small cucumber. If you're bigger than that, I hope you'll go easy on me."

A cucumber! I never thought she would do such a thing – if she expected me to be that big, I was in trouble.

"How big do you think I am?" I asked, trying to find out her expectations.

"I don't know," she said, "I've never seen one, but look forward to seeing yours."

Most guys would have whipped it out to show her, but I didn't dare. I just said, "I can assure you that I'm not bigger than a cucumber."

"It's a small one," Patricia assured me, "I'll be happy with whatever size you are." That was kind of her, but I still felt nervous about it.

On my fifteenth birthday Patricia came to my house right after school. My parents wouldn't be home from work for a couple of hours, so we had plenty of time to play. We undressed each other and she said she'd been waiting a long time to get her hands on me, and eagerly pulled down my shorts.

When I saw the look of surprise on her face I said, "I'm sorry if I'm not as big as you expected."

"It's okay," she replied, "I know it will get bigger." She fondled me and brought me to full erection, but I was still less than four inches long.

I loved the feeling, but my joy was short-lived. She pulled it as if it would stretch, but I was still embarrassingly small.

"Are they all this size?" she asked.

"It varies," was all I could say, humiliated at the realization that every guy in the world was bigger.

"Then I guess you won't hurt me," Patricia added, but that was little consolation. Patricia lay on the bed on her back with her legs spread, inviting me in. I rubbed my little cock on her pussy, loving the slippery feeling. I pressed into her and then had the most humiliating experience of my life when she asked, "Is it in yet?" I was crushed – I was in all the way and she couldn't tell.

I'd read porn stories about oral sex, so I decided to give it a try. I pulled out and brought my mouth to her pussy and began to lick. There was kind of a strange smell – I didn't especially like it but I was determined to do the best I could for Patricia. I licked her to climax twice, and she was thrilled.

She wouldn't kiss me afterward until I washed my face and brushed my teeth, but I was glad to do whatever I could for her. It was wonderful to finally have sex with Patricia, even though I couldn't do it like other guys.

Patricia was really nice about it, and said nothing for a few days. Finally she said, "I've talked with my friends and know that some guys are bigger than you, but I love you just the same."

Shamed, I said, "But you deserve better."

"George, don't be like that," Patricia insisted, "I love you and you do thing I couldn't imagine with your tongue! None of my friends ever got it that way!"

Even though I still had to jack off, in my heart I knew I didn't deserve to cum like other guys do. I worried that my tongue was only a temporary measure and tried to find a better solution.

David, my best friend had a huge cock – one envied by any guy who saw it. I knew he could give Patricia what she deserved, but how could I ask him to fuck the girl I planned to marry? It was absolutely crazy!

Crazy or not, I mentioned it to Patricia and she quickly rejected the idea. But a few days later she said she'd reconsidered after enjoying her cucumber. (It was especially humiliating knowing that a cucumber could do what I could not.)

Now I just needed to convince David – I had no idea how he would react. "David, your cock is so much bigger than mine," I began, "Hell, you're bigger than most everyone else!"

"Yeah, I'm pretty lucky like that," David acknowledged.

"Well, you know I'm really puny," I returned, "And Patricia deserves more than I can give her."

"Wait a minute," replied David, "You want me to fuck your girlfriend?" I nodded, too ashamed to speak further.

"What does she think about this?" David asked.

"We've discussed it and she's okay with it," I replied, "But she wants me there too."

"Let me think about it," replied David, "It's all kind of weird."

The next day David agreed and we planned to meet at my house after school. Patricia met us there and we went to my bedroom. I remained clothed while they undressed. Patricia's eyes looked like they would pop out of her head as she admired David's huge cock, and took it into her hands immediately. I was glad to be clothed so she couldn't compare us.

Patricia moved to the bed and asked me to get her started. I went down on her as David stood next to the bed and she stroked him. After Patricia climaxed and was completely wet I got up and David knelt between her legs. He lubed his cock and pressed it to her pussy.

"It's pretty tight," he said, "Are you alright?"

"It's fine," Patricia responded, "Just keep going."

David pushed but had difficulty getting in. Then Patricia thrust her hips toward him, and gave out a little scream as he entered.

Her scream startled me, but she seemed okay and she urged David on. David was now well into Patricia. Her face told me it was exactly what she wanted, and I was glad she was getting what she deserved, though saddened it wasn't from me.

David lasted nearly ten minutes before cumming, and was bloody when he pulled out of Patricia. I ran to the bathroom and returned with a warm, wet washcloth and wiped Patricia's pussy, as David went to the bathroom to clean up.

"Are you alright?" I asked Patricia, fearing she was injured.

"I'm great!" she said, "He made me cum three times." I was glad for her, but it just fed my feelings of inadequacy. After David left we talked about what happened. She thanked me and said she loved me more than ever for being so considerate of her needs. We both agreed that I should ask David to continue visiting.

The next day I talked with David, who was kind of freaked out about the blood, thinking he had injured Patricia. When I told him how much Patricia loved it, he smiled broadly. He quickly agreed to continue, and then completely surprised me by saying, "You can suck my cock if you want."

"Why would I want to do that?" I asked.

"I read that guys in your situation often like doing that," David explained, "But it's up to you."

That never even occurred to me, but the more I thought about it, I became curious. When I mentioned it to Patricia, she urged me to do it if I wanted to, contending that I should get my pleasure as well.

"You really want me to?" I asked in disbelief.

"Now that you mention it," she said, "It would be kind of hot to watch you suck David to erection. I was definitely curious, but not entirely sure I really wanted to try it, since I was completely straight. But if Patricia wanted me to, that would be different – I'd do anything for her.

A few days later David met with us again and Patricia suggested that we get started by my sucking him. I'd been thinking about sucking him ever since he suggested it, but now was the moment of truth. David undressed and approached me, bringing his soft, but still huge cock just inches from my face. I glance at Patricia and she seemed to be urging me on, so I opened my mouth and took David in.

Even soft I could barely get the head and an inch or two into my mouth. My first reaction was complete surprise at how nice it was! It was like David belonged in my mouth. I wondered if other guys who sucked felt that way.

I moved my tongue around the head, exploring its contours as David moaned. I loved the way it felt as his cock hardened from my attention. It was clear that we were both really enjoying this, and it seemed like we were in some sort of erotic trance.

"Don't forget about me!" Patricia called out, jolting us back to reality. David pulled out of my mouth and got on the bed, soon pumping her like the stud that he was.

As I watched I admired his stamina. When I jack-off it usually took only a few minutes. My desire to cum usually leads me to a frenzy of stroking, so I finish quickly. But David took it slow, making sure that Patricia climaxed several times before he did. He finally finished and pulled out – this time without any blood. As he pulled out, he shot a squirt of cum on Patricia's leg.

He went to the bathroom to clean up, then returned and got dressed. We both thanked him as he departed.

Patricia invited me to lick her, to which I eagerly responded, quickly bringing my mouth to her pussy. I briefly licked up the streak of cum David left on her leg and wished there was more. It was strong tasting – kind of a strange flavor, but I wished there were more. I knew there was a lot more inside Patricia, but that wasn't available to me. As I licked her clitty, from time to time I would plunge my tongue as far into her pussy as I could, getting another taste of David's seed. I made Patricia cum two more times, but my mind was on David.

Afterward we talked and decided that we wanted to meet with David three times a week and I agreed to see if David would come over on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. After Patricia left, I jacked-off, craving more of David's cock and cum.

The next day I talked with David, who agreed to fuck Patricia three times a week, but then surprised me with, "But what am I supposed to do on the other days?"

I admitted that I didn't know, then David suggested, "How about you sucking me off? You seemed to enjoy it."

That was exactly what I wanted but was ashamed to admit it. I really shouldn't do it, but wanted it badly, shameful as it was. I tried to act unsure, but finally said I'd give it a try – just once.

After school I went to David's house and he told me to undress. I did, self-conscious of my tiny cock, but David had seen it before. David told me to stroke myself to erection, but not to cum. He offered me his cock and I quickly dropped to my knees and began to suck. This time he didn't hold back, and soon told me he was about to cum.

"Don't swallow yet," he said, "Just hold my cum and cock in your mouth – then finish stroking yourself off."

Receiving his cum directly from his cock was amazing, and it took less than a minute afterward for me to cum. David told me to swallow. I did, and soon had his manly aftertaste in my mouth.

You did great work for your first blowjob!" David said, "Soon you'll be an expert cocksucker!"

A cocksucker – there was no denying it, and no going back – nor did I want to!

Our arrangement worked well. When the three of us got together I would suck David to erection and he'd fuck Patricia. Afterward he would let me hold his spent cock in my mouth as I jacked off. Patricia liked this, saying she was glad that I was getting my needs satisfied. David and I agreed not to tell her about my blowing him. I wanted her to think I just sucked David to please her, but David and I knew better!

We've been doing this for about a year and plan to continue indefinitely. Patricia and I plan to marry but continue to have David as an important part of our lives.

I never thought being a cuckold could be so wonderful!

Special thanks to my online friend David David for inspiring this story

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