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Chandler had done what Ricky had told him to do – he’d shaved his pubes off. Ricky had assured him that doing so would make his tiny cock look bigger, but it sure as hell didn’t seem that way to Chandler. If anything, it seemed to make his little wienie look smaller than ever. And that wasn’t even the worst of it. With his body devoid of all its manly hair and given his tiny boy-dick, Chandler looked more like an elementary school boy awaiting puberty than a college freshman and he could just imagine the snickers and chuckles he’d hear the next time he showered in the gym. It was so humiliating being a small-dicked boy, particularly when your roommate was packing a massive 9-inch Man-cock that was as thick as a beer can, a cock which seemed to emphasize just how small Chandler’s penis really was every time he looked at it. And Chandler got to look at it a lot since Ricky wasn’t shy about flaunting it whenever the two of them were alone in their dorm bedroom.
Of course, Chandler had a lot of experience feeling humiliated. Given Chandler’s good looks and muscular body, there was a natural tendency to assume that Chandler’s sex organs were as well-sized as the rest of him. But it only took one look at the boy’s miniscule appendage to disabuse anyone of that assumption. More than one girl he’d dated in high school had actually burst out laughing when she finally saw his ‘endowment,’ which naturally had just made Chandler’s boy-cock shrivel up even more – if that were possible. After multiple embarrassments and humiliations with girls in school, Chandler had pretty much just stopped dating. What was the point, he figured? What was the point?
Staring down at his denuded body, Chandler couldn’t help recalling the discussion he’d had with Ricky just a couple days earlier. "You know, bro,” Ricky had said, sitting right across from Chandler in the privacy of their bedroom, “you need to face facts. There are a number of dudes out there that just aren’t meant to fuck women. Some dudes just aren’t attracted to them and other dudes, even though they might be attracted to women, just aren’t capable of pleasuring them the way women want. No offense, bro, but it’s pretty clear you’re in the second category. Your dick is just way too small to excite a woman the way she needs to be excited to achieve an orgasm.”
Chandler could feel himself flushing as he defensively responded, “it’s not the size of the tool you have, it’s how you use it.”
Hearing that old saw, Ricky had laughed out loud. "Bro, it wouldn’t matter if you were Babe Ruth. With a bat that small, you couldn’t scratch out an infield single. But bro, I’m not trying to bust your balls or embarrass you. I'm trying to help you out, here.”
“How, so?” Chandler had responded bitterly. "What are you gonna do? Give me tips on how to pleasure a woman?”
“No, bro,” Ricky had answered, shaking his head. "There's nothing I could suggest that could change the basic facts. You're just too small to ever pleasure anyone with your dick. No, what I’m saying, bro, is that you should expand your horizons. Pitching is only half the game. There's catching, too. And I gotta say, it seems to me that God designed you to be a catcher, bro.”
“I'm not a faggot,” Chandler objected, with some heat. "I'm not into other dudes.”
“How do you know, bro,” Ricky rejoined. "Have you ever tried it with another dude? Have you ever let another dude fuck you? Look, Chandler, you’re good-looking, you’ve got yourself a great body and, if I do say so myself, you’ve got yourself a really sexy butt. There's lots of dudes around who be more than willing to give you a tumble and I’d bet they’d enjoy the experience, too, and wouldn’t give a damn about how small your dick was.”
“I don’t care if other dudes would like to fuck me, Ricky,” Chandler retorted. "I'm not sexually excited by the male body. Those dudes you talk about might enjoy fucking me, but I know I wouldn’t enjoy getting fucked by them.”
“And you know that how, Chandler?” Ricky pressed. "Because you’ve tried it?”
“No, I haven’t tried it,” Chandler replied, his eyes flashing. "The very idea disgusts me – two dudes making it with each other.”
Ricky looked at his roommate for a long time. And then, his voice almost reflective, he said, “That’s what I thought too, Chandler…until I tried it.”
Stunned, Chandler just stared at his friend. Finally, he managed to sputter out, “You tried it? You let some dude fuck you?”
“No, bro. No," Ricky quickly responded. "I didn’t get fucked. I've never been fucked. But I’ve fucked more than my share of dudes, I can tell you that.”
“You’re gay?” Chandler asked incredulously. "You're into other dudes?”
“No, I’m not gay, bro,” his roommate responded calmly. "I like women fine. And I love fucking pussy – real pussy. But I’m a Real Man, a man confident enough in his masculinity to admit that I like fucking boy-ass, too. Especially a real meaty boy-ass like the one you’ve got, Chandler. I know I’d have a great time fucking your ass, Chandler.”
Then, seeing the sudden look of fear on Chandler’s face, Ricky continued. “Look, bro. I'm not coming on to you…Well, I guess I am in a way. But I want you to know, I’m not gonna fuck you unless you ask me to. I'm not about to rape you or anything like that. That's not my style. But I know I’d enjoy banging that sweet ass of yours and I’ve got a feeling you might enjoy having me do just that. Not at first, maybe. Taking dick up your boypussy takes some getting used to, from what some of the gayboys I’ve fucked have said. But I gotta tell you, Chandler, some of those dudes really got off on taking my big dick up their shit-holes. Couldn't get enough of it, in fact. And just maybe, if you gave it a try, you’d end up enjoying it, too. And like I said, bro, I’m more than willing to help you find out if that’s the case.”
“Forget that shit,” Chandler had replied with real heat. "I told you I'm not a faggot and there’s no fucking way I’m gonna let you fuck my ass.”
The conversation had pretty much ended there. But though Chandler had unequivocally rejected the idea of him getting fucked during their discussion, the truth was that he’d been considering the possibility ever since he and Ricky had had their little talk. He'd told Ricky he wasn’t gay and that was certainly true. He really wasn’t attracted to other dudes; he was sexually attracted to females. But the sad truth of the matter was that, based on his past experiences, making it with a woman didn’t seem in the cards for him. Ricky was right, even Chandler realized that. With his small dick he’d never be able to satisfy a woman the way she wanted to be satisfied. The best he could ever hope for was a pity-fuck and that would be so humiliating, so emasculating to have to settle for that.
On the other hand, from what Ricky had said, there were lots of dudes around who wouldn’t give a damn about how small his dick was – who’d want to fuck him, fuck his ass, not out of pity but out of lust, pure and simple. He'd seen that lust in Ricky’s eyes when he was talking to him, seen the way Ricky looked at him with desire not contempt. And that had felt so good, the sense of being wanted, of being something desired. And Chandler had never felt that from a woman, not after she saw him naked, saw how little he was. But Ricky knew, Ricky had seen him naked many times and, still, he wanted him, he wanted Chandler.
Sure, maybe all he wanted Chandler for was sex, for a chance to fuck Chandler’s tight, virginal boy-hole with his big, hard cock. But that was more than any girl had ever wanted Chandler for. Ever. And despite the fact that Chandler wasn’t into dudes, seeing that look in Ricky’s eyes had turned him on, had excited him sexually, had made him bone up completely, though, not surprisingly, Ricky hadn’t noticed. But Chandler had and hadn’t been able to forget how warm it made him feel to be finally desired, even if it was by another dude.
Despite his initial total rejection of Ricky’s offer, Chandler was actively considering asking his roommate to fuck him. Knowing how big the other boy’s cock was, Chandler was sure it would hurt like hell taking it up his tight asshole, at least at first. But gay dudes got fucked all the time and obviously most of them enjoyed the experience, enjoyed the feel of another dude’s hard cock rutting away inside their shit-chute. Maybe he would, too, if he let Ricky fuck him. Maybe Ricky was right – maybe that’s what having the tiny cock he’d been cursed with meant: that Chandler was destined to be some other dude’s bitch.
It would be hard getting used to a reality where he was a bitch for other men, for Real Men with cocks that deserved that appellation. But at least then Chandler wouldn’t face the prospect of spending the rest of his life alone. No matter what, he’d always be embarrassed by the small size of his dick. Chandler realized that. But at least with another dude, he’d have something to offer that would turn the dude on – his meaty, tight butt. And, from what Ricky had said, all he had to do was make himself available and there’d be any number of dudes who’d want to fuck him. Ricky certainly did. That much was obvious.
Chandler was sick of whacking off, of having no other outlet for all the sexual urges that coursed through him other than his own hand. It might not be optimal, and it certainly wasn’t the path that he would have chosen for himself, but maybe hooking up with Ricky would provide outlets for sexual release he’d had to forego so far. Just because he was born with a tiny dick didn’t mean he had to die a virgin. And he wouldn’t. That was one thing Chandler knew for sure because he was going to take Ricky up on his offer. He was going to ask Ricky to fuck him and, if things turned out, he’d become Ricky’s bitch. And, even if things didn’t work out, well at least he wouldn’t die a virgin. And that was something, wasn’t it?
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Chandler had done what Ricky had told him to do – he’d shaved his pubes off. Ricky had assured him that doing so would make his tiny cock look bigger, but it sure as hell didn’t seem that way to Chandler. If anything, it seemed to make his little wienie look smaller than ever. And that wasn’t even the worst of it. With his body devoid of all its manly hair and given his tiny boy-dick, Chandler looked more like an elementary school boy awaiting puberty than a college freshman and he could just imagine the snickers and chuckles he’d hear the next time he showered in the gym. It was so humiliating being a small-dicked boy, particularly when your roommate was packing a massive 9-inch Man-cock that was as thick as a beer can, a cock which seemed to emphasize just how small Chandler’s penis really was every time he looked at it. And Chandler got to look at it a lot since Ricky wasn’t shy about flaunting it whenever the two of them were alone in their dorm bedroom.
Of course, Chandler had a lot of experience feeling humiliated. Given Chandler’s good looks and muscular body, there was a natural tendency to assume that Chandler’s sex organs were as well-sized as the rest of him. But it only took one look at the boy’s miniscule appendage to disabuse anyone of that assumption. More than one girl he’d dated in high school had actually burst out laughing when she finally saw his ‘endowment,’ which naturally had just made Chandler’s boy-cock shrivel up even more – if that were possible. After multiple embarrassments and humiliations with girls in school, Chandler had pretty much just stopped dating. What was the point, he figured? What was the point?
Staring down at his denuded body, Chandler couldn’t help recalling the discussion he’d had with Ricky just a couple days earlier. "You know, bro,” Ricky had said, sitting right across from Chandler in the privacy of their bedroom, “you need to face facts. There are a number of dudes out there that just aren’t meant to fuck women. Some dudes just aren’t attracted to them and other dudes, even though they might be attracted to women, just aren’t capable of pleasuring them the way women want. No offense, bro, but it’s pretty clear you’re in the second category. Your dick is just way too small to excite a woman the way she needs to be excited to achieve an orgasm.”
Chandler could feel himself flushing as he defensively responded, “it’s not the size of the tool you have, it’s how you use it.”
Hearing that old saw, Ricky had laughed out loud. "Bro, it wouldn’t matter if you were Babe Ruth. With a bat that small, you couldn’t scratch out an infield single. But bro, I’m not trying to bust your balls or embarrass you. I'm trying to help you out, here.”
“How, so?” Chandler had responded bitterly. "What are you gonna do? Give me tips on how to pleasure a woman?”
“No, bro,” Ricky had answered, shaking his head. "There's nothing I could suggest that could change the basic facts. You're just too small to ever pleasure anyone with your dick. No, what I’m saying, bro, is that you should expand your horizons. Pitching is only half the game. There's catching, too. And I gotta say, it seems to me that God designed you to be a catcher, bro.”
“I'm not a faggot,” Chandler objected, with some heat. "I'm not into other dudes.”
“How do you know, bro,” Ricky rejoined. "Have you ever tried it with another dude? Have you ever let another dude fuck you? Look, Chandler, you’re good-looking, you’ve got yourself a great body and, if I do say so myself, you’ve got yourself a really sexy butt. There's lots of dudes around who be more than willing to give you a tumble and I’d bet they’d enjoy the experience, too, and wouldn’t give a damn about how small your dick was.”
“I don’t care if other dudes would like to fuck me, Ricky,” Chandler retorted. "I'm not sexually excited by the male body. Those dudes you talk about might enjoy fucking me, but I know I wouldn’t enjoy getting fucked by them.”
“And you know that how, Chandler?” Ricky pressed. "Because you’ve tried it?”
“No, I haven’t tried it,” Chandler replied, his eyes flashing. "The very idea disgusts me – two dudes making it with each other.”
Ricky looked at his roommate for a long time. And then, his voice almost reflective, he said, “That’s what I thought too, Chandler…until I tried it.”
Stunned, Chandler just stared at his friend. Finally, he managed to sputter out, “You tried it? You let some dude fuck you?”
“No, bro. No," Ricky quickly responded. "I didn’t get fucked. I've never been fucked. But I’ve fucked more than my share of dudes, I can tell you that.”
“You’re gay?” Chandler asked incredulously. "You're into other dudes?”
“No, I’m not gay, bro,” his roommate responded calmly. "I like women fine. And I love fucking pussy – real pussy. But I’m a Real Man, a man confident enough in his masculinity to admit that I like fucking boy-ass, too. Especially a real meaty boy-ass like the one you’ve got, Chandler. I know I’d have a great time fucking your ass, Chandler.”
Then, seeing the sudden look of fear on Chandler’s face, Ricky continued. “Look, bro. I'm not coming on to you…Well, I guess I am in a way. But I want you to know, I’m not gonna fuck you unless you ask me to. I'm not about to rape you or anything like that. That's not my style. But I know I’d enjoy banging that sweet ass of yours and I’ve got a feeling you might enjoy having me do just that. Not at first, maybe. Taking dick up your boypussy takes some getting used to, from what some of the gayboys I’ve fucked have said. But I gotta tell you, Chandler, some of those dudes really got off on taking my big dick up their shit-holes. Couldn't get enough of it, in fact. And just maybe, if you gave it a try, you’d end up enjoying it, too. And like I said, bro, I’m more than willing to help you find out if that’s the case.”
“Forget that shit,” Chandler had replied with real heat. "I told you I'm not a faggot and there’s no fucking way I’m gonna let you fuck my ass.”
The conversation had pretty much ended there. But though Chandler had unequivocally rejected the idea of him getting fucked during their discussion, the truth was that he’d been considering the possibility ever since he and Ricky had had their little talk. He'd told Ricky he wasn’t gay and that was certainly true. He really wasn’t attracted to other dudes; he was sexually attracted to females. But the sad truth of the matter was that, based on his past experiences, making it with a woman didn’t seem in the cards for him. Ricky was right, even Chandler realized that. With his small dick he’d never be able to satisfy a woman the way she wanted to be satisfied. The best he could ever hope for was a pity-fuck and that would be so humiliating, so emasculating to have to settle for that.
On the other hand, from what Ricky had said, there were lots of dudes around who wouldn’t give a damn about how small his dick was – who’d want to fuck him, fuck his ass, not out of pity but out of lust, pure and simple. He'd seen that lust in Ricky’s eyes when he was talking to him, seen the way Ricky looked at him with desire not contempt. And that had felt so good, the sense of being wanted, of being something desired. And Chandler had never felt that from a woman, not after she saw him naked, saw how little he was. But Ricky knew, Ricky had seen him naked many times and, still, he wanted him, he wanted Chandler.
Sure, maybe all he wanted Chandler for was sex, for a chance to fuck Chandler’s tight, virginal boy-hole with his big, hard cock. But that was more than any girl had ever wanted Chandler for. Ever. And despite the fact that Chandler wasn’t into dudes, seeing that look in Ricky’s eyes had turned him on, had excited him sexually, had made him bone up completely, though, not surprisingly, Ricky hadn’t noticed. But Chandler had and hadn’t been able to forget how warm it made him feel to be finally desired, even if it was by another dude.
Despite his initial total rejection of Ricky’s offer, Chandler was actively considering asking his roommate to fuck him. Knowing how big the other boy’s cock was, Chandler was sure it would hurt like hell taking it up his tight asshole, at least at first. But gay dudes got fucked all the time and obviously most of them enjoyed the experience, enjoyed the feel of another dude’s hard cock rutting away inside their shit-chute. Maybe he would, too, if he let Ricky fuck him. Maybe Ricky was right – maybe that’s what having the tiny cock he’d been cursed with meant: that Chandler was destined to be some other dude’s bitch.
It would be hard getting used to a reality where he was a bitch for other men, for Real Men with cocks that deserved that appellation. But at least then Chandler wouldn’t face the prospect of spending the rest of his life alone. No matter what, he’d always be embarrassed by the small size of his dick. Chandler realized that. But at least with another dude, he’d have something to offer that would turn the dude on – his meaty, tight butt. And, from what Ricky had said, all he had to do was make himself available and there’d be any number of dudes who’d want to fuck him. Ricky certainly did. That much was obvious.
Chandler was sick of whacking off, of having no other outlet for all the sexual urges that coursed through him other than his own hand. It might not be optimal, and it certainly wasn’t the path that he would have chosen for himself, but maybe hooking up with Ricky would provide outlets for sexual release he’d had to forego so far. Just because he was born with a tiny dick didn’t mean he had to die a virgin. And he wouldn’t. That was one thing Chandler knew for sure because he was going to take Ricky up on his offer. He was going to ask Ricky to fuck him and, if things turned out, he’d become Ricky’s bitch. And, even if things didn’t work out, well at least he wouldn’t die a virgin. And that was something, wasn’t it?