But...

I'm sitting there quietly. I hear muffled talking. I think about what she said. 'I fucking love you, Daniel.' I don't quite know how to feel about it. It does make me anxious, but also makes me happy... What if she starts developing feelings for him? Is that even a bad thing? Should I stop it even if I'm okay with it?

My heart hurts a bit, but it also drives me fucking crazily horny. This is a new feeling, one I'm not sure how to process. Do I want her to cheat on me? Go all the way? I look down at the mess I made, leaking from my cage, and feel disgusting. The kissing and giggling through the bathroom door echoes in my brain as I look at myself.

What's scaring me most is how good this feels. It's like a ****. I'm not having second thoughts, rather the opposite. I want to go even further. It's a noxious mixture of emotions. I know Cassidy wouldn't want to go that far, hell, I certainly don't.... I don't think... do I? Does she?

But the thought going further. I see Daniel's cum filled condom, and I stare at it, the thought of him not wearing it flashes in my mind. The bathroom door opens. Cassidy comes out, giggling. Daniel behind her. "S-So, is Daniel staying the night?" I ask, trying to snap out of it.

Daniel, "I could. I'm a good couch crasher." He smiles. I shake my head, "No, no. I'll take the couch. You two take the bed." Cassidy chuckles. "Ooh, that's really spicy actually." She flashes a teasing grin. "The bed is for the lovers, you know." Daniel laughs out loud, "Whoo! Careful Cass or you're going to break him. I won't complain, though. Better a bed than a couch." Cassidy rolls her eyes playfully, "He's a good boy. He'll be fine-- but, won't you be lonely out here?" Cassidy questions, a concerned face. "No, I got your dildos, remember?" I wave my hand as if presenting them. "Well, I guess they're mine now." Cassidy nods in agreement, glancing at the leftovers. "Good, good, good." A smile.

I kiss Cassidy goodnight, "We're gonna go to our bed now. Sleep well, little cuck." She gives me a fluttery wave as she shuts the door behind her, smiling. I'm left alone again. I'm alright with this, because I want more time with my thoughts.

I need to work this out myself. I sit on the couch in the dark. I hear some frisky sounds from the bedroom. My little dick gets back up. I feel a little annoyed with it. Why does this turn me on? What do I get from this? What if I lose the woman I love? Will I lose her? Can we all coexist?

I lay back on the couch. Is all of this worth a fetish, sexual satisfaction? Or is this more than a fetish? I just don't know right now. My girlfriend is sleeping with her boyfriend right now. Am I even another boyfriend? Or am I just a cuck? What does that even mean, to be a cuck? What is a boyfriend? I don't know.