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At five months, Betty's stomach was huge. However, I'd never seen her looking more radiant wearing her many colorful maternity outfits. When we were out and about she was the perfect adoring wife giving me all the credit for impregnating her. That really sent my self esteem through the clouds even if it was only until I returned home to the stark reality of me being nothing more than a pathetic figurehead of a husband and man, desperately trying to hold on to his wife and keep the marriage intact.
As she got more swollen, Betty also became increasingly more dominant and arrogant when we were alone or at home and especially in the presence of Nick. She seemed to be constantly ordering me around and requiring me to wait on her whenever my mother or sister were present. For some reason they both encouraged her in doing this, and also ordered me around. On many visits it was as if I was the servant for them all.
My wife seldom requested my brother, her adored lover, to do anything except snuggle up to her. In many cases she waited on him hand and foot and often had me do the same.
As she got bigger it was more difficult for me to have sex with her due to the shortness of my prick. Therefore I was basically put off limits to her pussy.
She would sometimes jerk me off, but often I had to do it myself as she was often not in the mood to be bothered with me.
Nick on the other hand with his longer and seemingly, perennially hard member, had no problem reaching her from the back and side. She enjoyed him much better than me anyway.
However, as she got bigger, the doctor curtailed the vigor of her sexual efforts as well as restricting deep penetration by Nick. She decided that a different approach had to be taken to get her off while meeting the safety concerns of her doctor's advice.
I'll never forget the discussion we had on that subject one evening after I'd put in a long day at school.
"Francis honey, I think I've come up with a way to enjoy the fullness of Nick's dick and get off without moving around a lot."
I was pleased at her success and naturally inquired as to her approach.
"Well, honey, first I want you to read this." She handed me a nutritional analysis of what I perceived to be some food substance. The name of it had been taped over. She warned me not to remove the label just yet.
"Some pretty nutritious stuff." I replied after glancing over the page.
She assured me it was all natural with no additives.
I was still puzzled as to where this was all going, when she came back to the subject of a better way for her to get sexual fulfillment.
"Now here is the plan darling. I'll be on all fours with your face under my crotch. Nick will mount me from the rear. That way, it will shorten the length of his big cock that actually goes in. By the way, as you're laying under me with your feet toward my head of course you can lick my clit and if necessary, hold back your brother's big cock to limit how far it goes in. That'll be like a safety measure in the event he and I get carried away.
Now, sweetie, here comes the important part. You see the doctor is also concerned about my vaginal lining becoming irritated by semen. There is some chemical compound in it he's worried about. He doesn't want any ejaculate in me until after I've had our babies. OOH, feel them kicking dear. Here! Feel here!"
Before I could object about her wanting me to lap her clit or hold my brother's big dick as they fucked, she raised the maternity top and placed my hand on the taunt skin over her swollen gut. The kicking was very pronounced.
"I just know you're going to be a proud papa dear." She said as she planted a warm kiss on my lips. Kiss my tummy dear to show me you're glad I got knocked up by Nick."
Red faced, I meekly bent over and did as she asked. I kissed her swollen belly, the living proof and the ultimate humiliating indication of my cuckoldry.
Even though expected, it always amazed me to see how big she'd gotten by my brother's handiwork. Additionally, my wife always seemed to have the knack of reminding me at the oddest times of how I was not the biological father of the babies she carried. I came to learn she got some sort of perverse pleasure out of seeing me squirm each time she did it to me.
"Now darling back to what your role will be in getting me off in my current condition."
I was flabbergasted when she finally explained the remainder of her plans for me.
"W-What! I-I can't!!" I objected loudly.
"Now dear, before you say can't, lets review the facts." My wife interjected as she opened a folder showing all the research she'd done in preparation for my anticipated objections.
"I-I don't care if his hot semen is n-nutritious, o-or h-how common it is i-in different c-cultures it is for lesser m-males to ... to s-suck their wife's lover's prick ... b-because they w-were b-better men. I-I just can't. P-Please Betty! Sob! Don't humiliate me anymore than you have. I-I just ... Sob! ... can't t-take it anymore."
I lost myself emotionally and ran out of the room on the verge of crying.

I drove around for a while not knowing where to go. It was already 10 O'clock at night and I hadn't eaten since lunch. What hunger I had, left me after listening to my wife's plans.
When I realized I was near my mother's, I drove to her place. Being the mama's boy that I was, I guess this was the best place for me to be in my emotional state.
"I was expecting you Francis dear," She said as I walked in. "Betty phoned and said that you got upset and stormed out of the house. I'm glad you came to talk things over with mommy."
It felt good to hug and be hugged in mother's powerful arms and to be held close to her bosom. I uncontrollably blurted out the reason for my turmoil. She calmed my down, and had me go slowly over everything in detail as she prepared hot tea for the both of us.
As I sat there in the kitchen drinking tea, I began to feel better. My mother calmly had me walk through each step of my wife's humiliating role for me in her unusual sex plan strategy.
Mother had always been extremely logical and I admired her ability to dissect a problem to show its flaws.
The tea was delicious. She poured me another cup. There was a new ingredient I was not accustomed to. I inquired as to what it was.
"Drink it all down dear and then I'll tell you."
I wasn't sure if it was because I hadn't had any food or what, but the tea made me feel so comfortable and contented.
"I put a little something in your tea that our family doctor had prescribed to help you adjust to what you're going through sweetie. It's called E-Tranquilizers. I dissolved a capsule in each cup. It will not only help you relax and not have anxiety attacks, but help you cope when your silly male pride gets in the way of logical thinking."
Under the influence of the drug, I listened intently as mother talked.
"So you see dear, you pulling out Nick's penis when he signals to you he's ready to come, keeps her vagina from becoming inflamed by his virile semen.
Now after you pull him out, you have two choices. You either left him shoot all over your face and the bed, which will result in a quite a mess which has to be cleaned up. Or you to simply slip it into your mouth and be a warm wet sucking receptacle for his abundant ejaculate."
Personally I think that would be the best option because it's tidy, and it's better for him to come in something that is closet to being like your wife's cunt. That's just the way it is for big men like your brother."
They're just not accustomed to coming in the air, like you do when you jerk off or when Betty jacks you off. Real men don't really feel good unless they come in something close to a warm wet pussy."
As always, when my mother went through something step by step it made more sense to me. I talked to her about my wife's increasing dominance and humiliation.
"As I've told you before, being pregnant has changed her body's chemical balances. So you really can't blame her for all her actions. You have to be a loving understanding husband and accept them.That's all there is to it. After the babies are born, she may go back to her original personality or it may be a permanent change in that case you'll just have to put up with it honey."
I inquired if there was some drug for her to take if a it became a permanent condition.
"Our doctor said no. You'll just have to be a devoted loving loyal husband and accept her the way she is. However, since Nick will be a part of your family, it will make it easier for you. She'll have someone to keep her happy in bed and she'll be much more tolerant of you and your in-adequate She loves you dear, but it'll be expressed in a different way than maybe before. Your love is all that's needed to see you through, and maybe an occasional one of these E-Tranquilizers.
These are potent, so the doctor doesn't want you to take more than you really need. He only gave me those two. He'll prescribe more if you need them. He also recommends swallowing your pride and doing as she wants. Just remember, you're doing it for the good of your marriage and now dear, also for your family that's on the way. You must never forget that although it's your brother's seed growing inside your wife, these are legally your children. They are your responsibility."
Mother prepared me a cup of soup and a sandwich. It hit the spot and made me feel marvelous.
She also confirmed that the "E" in the capsules she gave me stood for Estrogen.
"Yes dear, just as you suspected, it'll make you a bit more feminine to keep your male macho side from getting in the way of being a good husband to Betty, and more accepting Nick's role in your house now. It's all for the good of your marriage Francis."
I called Betty and apologized for my earlier outburst and told her I'd be glad to play the role she desired for me in her new sex plan. "I'll swallow his come when he's ready to ejaculate, if that's what you really want," I meekly told her.

As mother walked me to the door, she told me to be prepared for something else that my altered personality wife probably would desire of me. She said to keep it in mind, but not to mention it. She just wanted me to be ready for it. "Remember dear, to be forewarned isto be forearmed. And sweetie, do remember, you are your brother's keeper and I'm proud of the both of you. You for being the loving understanding husband and him for making you a father." She said as she hugged me goodbye.
I didn't reply, because I knew mother was being sincere and meant well, but I'd come to the conclusion that there was just no way of getting around the humiliated in my situation. ---
Nick and I and the family were assembled in the hospital waiting room when the nurse walked in and congratulated me on the birth of a healthy set of fraternal twins both five pounds each and in perfect health.
While the nurse was congratulating me, others in my family, including two of my mother's uncles and an aunt were doing the same to Nick.
It appeared that, what was suppose to be a closely guarded family secret was well known by many in my family and my wife's also. I wasn't suppose to hear it, but I overheard a relative whisper to another that, "his sperm is just too weak to make babies and he has a pencil size cock." I heard another whisper back. "At least he's smart enough to get a real man to do the job for him as well as give his wife what she needs."
My uncles more or less didn't really congratulate me, other than to say how happy I'd be to have kids in the house. I knew in their eyes they felt I was less than a man.
The nurse only allowed me to go in and see my wife for a minute. I thought, finally some respect for me as her husband, but my little bubble pride didn't last long.
As soon as my wife saw me and before she talked about the two beautiful babies she'd just had, she asked how Nick was. And as soon as the nurse was out of earshot, she asked if I had been a "good little hubby" and taken care of her man's needs.
Even though the E-tranquilizers had helped me accept my cuckoldry, I still was embarrassed talking about some matters with my brazen wife.
"Y-Yes dear, I-I did as you told me. I-I have been his c-cocksucker whenever h-he wanted me to." I said softly as I hung my head. And he had, I was swallowing at least one huge load of his hot gooey sperm a day while she had been in the hospital for the last 6 days.
"Good! I didn't want him to have any reason to go out and get some from another woman while I'm having these babies".
Mother had been right about my wife wanting me to not only help her have decent sex while she was bloated with the twins, but also had a plan for me to be a sexual surrogate for her pussy while she was in labor and recovering. That is, as best I could, Nick didn't really care for my blowjobs nearly as much as he did for my wife's pussy.
But a few days later she was home and the smell and noise of two babies filled our house.
I was busy changing diapers and making formula for "our" new son and daughter. Betty was the dutiful and doting mother, but whenever someone needed to get up in the night to see about them, it was me. She and Nick basically told me that was exclusively my job.
Nick plays with them, but seldom, and I don't think he ever actually changed them. For that he either called me or Betty. Betty also let me know that I would always have to re-arrange my schedule to baby sit if she and Nick should ever want to go out together.
As the children grew, it basically became my responsibility to be their nanny.
This allowed Nick and my wife to have all the freedom they needed to go out and party. Many of the neighbors have already concluded that he is more the husband and man of the house than I. They basically see me out strolling the twins, cleaning around the house and shopping for groceries, while he's always out with my wife socially. This was especially true when they went on a cruise for a week and I stayed at home babysitting.
As far as the bedroom is concerned, Nick is firmly in charge there. We still have adjoining rooms, but Nick spends far more time with, and in the bed with her, and in her too, I might add, than I do. In fact about the only time she ever lets me put it in is on our wedding anniversary and the kid's birthday, and then only after Nick has had his fill of her.
Almost everybody in both her and my family knows that she only lets me into her bed rarely and that I have to beat my meat for sexual relief most of the time. They also know that she always brings me her used slimy warm moist swollen pussy to me for a tongue cleaning after Nick's made it messy. This is really the only way she seems to enjoy me having sex with her. I've grown quite acclimated to eating hairy cream pie and look forward to fucking her that way.

All in all, we do have a stable marital and family arrangement now. The kids are three years old and so adorable. They all look like members of the family. My role of a subjugated cuckold is firmly established and there's almost no way I can get anymore respect than what little I have to live with now.
However, things are about to be topsy turvy again. My wife told me she wants "us" to have another baby.
Mother was glad to hear that Nick and my wife, Betty, were going to make me a father again, as well as her a grandmother again.