When we were both 19 we moved to a larger city for the first time. We were both born and raised in a small rural town and I thought that was the life we wanted.
We started dating freshman year of highschool. Since the town was so small, all the schools were one building. The was probably a total of 600 students through the entire k-12. Miranda, my girlfriend, was easily the prettiest girl there, smart too. She was so smart that she got offered scholarships at this college in a big town and I followed her here.
I was never that smart, more of a handyman. I got a job working at home depot and helped pay the bills. I would wait for her to come home from class or study groups because I was struggling to make friends.
After a couple months I felt like I was dating a different person, like she didn’t want me around, like I was annoying.
She started getting distant, hiding her phone from me, changed her passwords. I think at the time I knew what was happening but I was so desperate for it to not be true.
One day she flinched and grabbed her phone quick as I was reaching for the remote and it kind of all exploded from there.
She says she loved me, but couldn’t hold a conversation with me anymore, that I wasn’t meant to be in the city like her, im not stimulating enough.
Honestly im softening everything she said, it destroyed me, it rearranged who I am fundamentally. I snapped and begged her not to leave me, that I would do anything, that she could be with anyone as long as I could stay. She said yes.
After that, years of conflicting emotions followed.
For a couple months she was gone for a night every now and again but would always come home to sleep.
Then she would be gone until the next day.
After a year she would just be gone for a week, eventually she just stopped telling me. She would just be gone.
I was doing fine, we were happy and never fought or anything like that. We still had sex although it was difficult to make her climax. We still went on dates and hung out with friends.
When we turned 21, she changed, its like out of nowhere she hated me. I would burn dinner a little bit and she would scream at me. I would as a question about the show we were watching and she would just leave.
She came home with a dude one night and didnt even address me. Just walked right passed and into the bedroom.
I had never heard her make noises like that. There was screaming and slapping. I could hear every thrust coming from some skinny douche. I vomited on instinct after listening for to long.
After I cleaned myself up I marched to the room to demand they stop but I couldn’t. I was so scared to lose her. I stood outside the door and jerked off. I came on the floor, wiped it up, sat on the couch and waited for the noises to stop, I fell asleep before they did.
Since then it just didnt stop. She didnt want to fuck me anymore, she only spoke to me when I wasn’t taking care of the house like she wanted.
I truly don’t know why I stayed, I honestly thought it was some college faze but it wasnt. I cant tell you how many times I listened to my girlfriend sleep with other men. I cant tell you how many times I pulled my own cock to the noises.
We broke up the same year she graduated. I had a closing shift at home depot, and I came home to a locked door and loud music coming from inside. i must have been knocking for a half hour before a younger looking black guy with red short dreads opened my door shirtless and asked who I was.
I walked passed him defeated. He let me in without a question and walked out the front lighting a joint.
There was two people in my living-room I had never seen before and the same skinny douche from the first time she brought a guy home. They were looking through our highschool year books. When I walked passed them they stared at me, bug eyed, and began talking amongst each other.
I have no idea how they can talk over such loud music, but I heard my girlfriend scream over it. My heart fell to my stomach, I felt more nauseous then I’ve ever been.
I peered around the corner and into the room. They were having sex on a pile of my clothes.
The man inside of her was laughing and leaning back while two other men urinated on her. They drenched my clothes.
The bed was covered in pictures of her and I. And when the big man fucking my girlfriend turned around and saw me, he yelled “THERE HE IS, THE MAN OF MINUTES”
They stopped what they were doing to her, and ran up to hug me. She had told them everything about me and they wanted to see for themselves. When I asked what they meant one of the dudes who was peeing on Miranda straight up told me, “We know all about hour small dick, about how you cum quick, and how you jerk off outside the door.”
I knew I came quick but I had no idea I was small, I always assumed I was average. I had no idea she knew about me standing outside the door.
It felt like hours but they kept telling me stories I didn’t want to hear.
Stories like how Miranda was a “Fraternity Mother” meaning she had fucked every member of the fraternity so they gave her a key, and payed for a tattoo on her foot (again had no idea). The tattoo was basically a sign to let members of the frat know they were allowed to have sex with her regardless of the circumstances.
They showed me pictures of her in a literal pile of trash with different men in each photo. They showed me a video of her cleaning literal shit off someones dick.
As they showed me pictures and videos, the guys from the living room came in and asked if it was time to watch.
Miranda stood up out of the clothes, pushed the pictures off the bed and asked me to have sex with her.
They planned this, they wanted to degrade me, and…. I let them.
I was so horny, I was so desperate to prove myself. I failed.
They laughed at my cock when I got naked, it made me nervous and took me forever to get a hard enough boner for sex. When I did get it in, I barely made it to a minute.
The big dude yelled in frustration and gave Miranda 50 bucks when it was all said and done.
She told me to get out, and to leave the house for the night, I refused. I told her if she doesn’t cut the shit, and get these people out we were over and I wasn’t going to be helping her with rent or the house ever again, I would never see her ever again.
She laughed. She fucking laughed.
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