I am a 43 year old married man. We have one son. I always considered myself a strong, dominant male.

About 8 months ago I found out that my son is having sexual intercourse with his mother, my wife. I was shocked and angry. My son was the one to confront me with the news. Anger let to a fight and basically my son beat the crap out of me. He overpowered me, beated me and held me down. I didn't expect my son to be this strong and I was helpless. He choked me, threatened to kill me. I had no control. He tied my hands, behind my back to the central heating and demanded my wife to crawl to him. She did. She cried because of the fight but she obeyed my son.

Now look, he told me and he demanded my wife to take his cock out of his pants. She did, she gave him a blowjob with me unable to do anything but watch. He smiled at me. I screamed, I cried, I was angry but, for a weird reason I didn't have the energy to opose. I watched, almost feeling empty, as my son facefucked my wife. I cried, but I had no energy to fight.

After that blowjob he wiped his cock and rests of his cumm on my forhead. He laughed at me and told me everything would be different from now on. He walked away and told my wife to untie me. She hold me, I cried. She said it was all right. I tried to confront my son again, but he just laughed. He beat me again. He then said that he'd be the master of the house. That I was not allowed to ever have sex with my wife again. She was his propperty. In fact, he told me that so was I. My wife told me, he never wanted her to fuck me again. She told me that she wouldn't. She told me to accept it. 

The first weeks I had troubles seeing my son using my wife. I sleep in my son's room now. He made me watch many times. He loves to humiliate me. And instead of confronting him, I kind of accepted and didn't have the power or stamina to object their relationship. My son kept humiliating me. He told me I should thank him for taking good care of my wife. And I did thank him. Eventually he included me and I was allowed to clean my wife afterwards.

It is hard to explain. My brain shouts not to allow it At the same time my life is easier accepting what is happening. Every now and then my tomach turns around when I witness or participate but my spirit feels broken. I just don't have the guts or energy to stand against or opose the things that happen. In a way my llife is easier now.

 After a few weeks my son demanded me to clean and suck his cock and eventually he invited friends/people to have sex with my wife. Mostly I had to watch, sometimes had to be part of it. For the outside world we are a happy maried couple, but behind close doors I am my son's cuck. Not always by choice but my wife seems to enjoy it much more than I do.