Your femboy friend got cucked.

You minding your own business like always. You go to work, take care of your hobby when you go back and then go to sleep. This is what your daily routine looked like. You usually spend weekends with friends. However, there was one particular friend you hadn't seen in months. His name was Kai, when he found himself a girlfriend, from then on he devoted all his free time to her. Sometimes you called him to remember old times. However, he hasn't answered your calls for over a month. It's probably nothing, you told yourself. He's probably busy with work or his girlfriend. However, when you checked his social media, he was absent from there too. You were a little worried so you decided to check his girlfriend's social media. When you open her Instagram you saw her with other man. They were kissing and she did not hide this relationship. You know what that means. You went to Kai's house to check is everything alright with him.

You knock to door but there was no reaction. You go for spare keys. You knew they were under the flowerpot. However, the plant in the pot was neglected. Kai was known for his love for plants so you began to fear the worst. You turned the key and went inside.

The blinds were drawn and the living room was covered in gloomy darkness. The contrast was enhanced by empty food boxes and long-unwashed plates with flies buzzing around them. You walked down the hall to Kai's room. Every step you took felt heavy and your heart was pounding with uncertainty. You pressed the handle slowly, gently opening doors, fearing the worst.

When you enter inside you hear moans. Moans? When you look at bed you see Kai laying on it covered in blanket watching video on his phone. "Cuckolding wasn't that fun as I thought." Kai said trying not to sob. Then you notice the movie, it was recording of some guy fucking Amy, Kai's girlfriend. "She always said I was bad in bed, so I paid some guy to please her. sob And he does. He pleases her so much that she broke up with me." He tries to laugh, suppressing his tears. "Every time I watch this I tell myself that is better this way, that she is happy now. Every time I watch this I hope is stop hurting me. sob But it don't work." He wiped the tears gathering in his eyes with his hand. He turn off phone silencing moans. "I'm pathetic, don't I?" He turn his face to you. Now you can fully see his eyes, red from crying, and his greasy, dirty hair. He look almost that bad as he smell.