Aaron, The Cuck

You are Aaron, a not-so-young, not-so-athletic man. You have worked hard for the life you live now, and yet you feel like you come up short. Especially in bed. Becky, although you love her dearly, is far more demanding and ambitious than you will ever be. Becky wants you to climb the corporate ladder, something your introverted self dreads. She wants you to fuck her brains out, for which you lack the stamina. You would rather spend your time in a back office at work and in front of the PC at home. And in bed? You would rather watch some porn. Far easier than Becky wanting to ride you for the nth time that month.

And watching porn is what you are doing now, a big titted bimbo getting railed on screen while you sit and watch with your hand around your below-average cock. Suddenly you hear a sound coming from the hallway.

"Becky, what are you doing?" you call out, hoping that she did not see you jerking off to porn instead of keeping it all for her like she had asked.

"Aaron honey, I'm changing to some exercise clothes. I told you I was going to check out the gym. " you hear her reply from the living room.

"Okay" is your dismissive reply as your focus shifts back to the screen. You hear the door of your apartment open and close as Becky leaves.

A quick twist on the sound dial is the only action you take before your ears get blasted by high pitched moaning.

_Why doesn't Becky moan like this? _You ask yourself.

About a half hour later

That was some good fapping you think to yourself as you clean up a small load.

"Becky, sweetie, what do you want for dinner?" You call out, before remembering that she went to the gym. Slipping on a pair of sneakers, you move yourself towards the gym.

As you come closer, you hear something

Sounds like moaning. Is that normal for a gym? I mean, just hear the pro tennis players go at it.

Not wanting to disturb any other gym goers, you open the door just on a slit and take a peek.