Stop Right There, Shrimp Dick
A Fictional Story by Deftron1.
We met up at this bar early that afternoon. The place was a neat lil dive bar with 4 pool tables and a stage. Her aunt was a really nice lady in her 60s, and her husband (Bill) was equally hospitable and chill. Nobody was there except for the 3 of us. Aunt Sarah was pouring us shots. We played a few games of pool, and I was already buzzing pretty good. A bartender named Amy came in for her shift and started wiping down the bar. She was really friendly and attractive as well (tall blonde). She asked if we wanted a bump of coke. I was a lil hesitant at first…but snorted a bump when I saw Aunt Sarah and Geni take one.
All the alcohol made me have to pee…so I found the bathroom in the corner. It was empty, but there was one long trough to piss in and a stall with a toilet. Thankfully, nobody was in there. I still used the stall.
As the night progressed, we drank more, a nearby football game ended, and the bar started getting crowded. Bill took me to his office and showed me his collection of autographed photos on his wall. It was quite impressive, I thought. He then showed me his private bathroom and said, “Use mine if it gets too crowded out there”…. So I did…I pissed in his bathroom.
I came out, and Geni and I played a couples match against another couple in the pool and won. They bought us a round of shots. I am really buzzing now. I have to piss again. So, I go to the bathroom, and it’s full of dudes at the trough, and somebody was in the stall. So I headed to Bill’s office. I didn’t knock before I came in, and when I opened the door…. Some random girl was snorting a line off a mirror on the desk, and a stocky guy was sitting across from her in the other chair. I said, “Sorry guys, I should’ve knocked. Bill said I could use his bathroom.”
They both just stared at me, then the guy stood up and said: “Are you cool?”
To which I replied, “What do you mean?”
He said, “I asked if you were cool, motherfucker. Do you want a line?”
I thought to myself for a second, ‘Coke would prob sober me up some, so why not.‘
I said, “Yeah, I’ll take one if you’re giving it.”
He laid out a big line… I snorted it all…M Y GOD, IT BURNED SOOOO BAD… (that wasn’t coke ), but I didn’t say anything but “damn that’s good, but I gotta go piss,” then headed towards the bathroom. The guy stopped me and said, “You can’t go in there right now; somebody is using it.”
So I headed to the other bathroom to see if it was full, and it was. But still had to piss bad. Went back and sat with Geni while wiggling and holding back the urge to piss. I realized I was talking a lot and was completely sober. Still having to piss, I headed to the office, and nobody was in there…. But the bathroom door was locked. I opened another door, and it was to an outside dock. It was dark, and I couldn’t see much of anything other than the door and the loading dock ledge.
This is a great place to piss. So I unzipped and tried to take my dick out… BUT it had completely shriveled up and was inside my body. I tried pulling it and stretching it out… or fluffing it up. But it shriveled to the smallest it has ever been. I even tickled my balls trying to get it to come out. I got about an acorn’s worth of weenie out. The drugs did this to me. I peed off the dock. But I couldn’t shake it because that wasn’t possible at this point. My dick clocked out and went home.
So…I zipped up and headed back in. When I came in the back door, the stocky guy was coming outta the bathroom with a different girl. He said, “Shits fire, right?”
I said, “Yes, very much.”
I went back and played another round of pool, then sat with Geni and her aunt at a table. We talked and laughed and told jokes. Geni suddenly got a text message and looked around. She hid her phone from me. I figured it was an old boyfriend or whatever. Didn’t matter really; I wasn’t trying to have sex or date. She looked at the bartender, Amy, and they both laughed. Amy came over to the table and whispered in Geni’s ear. Then they both laughed, and I accidentally saw an image on Geni’s phone. She quickly covered it, and I said, “Well, I wanna see what’s so damn funny.”
She replied, “I swear you don’t. It’s nasty”
I replied, “It’s OK. You can show me.”
When she turned the phone to me, it was pure shock. It was my shriveled little dick in black and white trying to piss. I could see that it was my watch in the photo, as well as the rest of me from the belly button to the knees. I felt a surge of warmth and embarrassment running through me. My heart started beating fast. I was in shock.
I thought, ‘Where the fuck was that camera at?‘
She said, “See, I told you. It’s nasty.”
I replied, “Damn, what the fuck is that?”
She laughed and said, “Somebody’s gotta little ass dick!”
I laughed it off…and said, “That must suck.”
Then she asked me, “What would you do if you had a little dick like that?”
I really didn’t know what to say, so I replied, “Probably identify as a girl.”
Everyone at the table was laughing. The subject changed, and I was glad. Whew, embarrassment avoided, or so I thought.
Geni went to use the restroom, and I noticed her talking to Amy again at the bar. They were both laughing, and then Geni’s face went straight and looked right at me across the bar. I knew then. I knew she knew that I was the ‘little dick.’
I was mortified. I slowly got up from the booth and tried to slip out. She yelled out, “Where you going?”
“Nowhere,” as I sat back down at the table.
“Ok, lemme show you this video first.”
Geni sat down beside me, and Amy slid in on the other side, and they had me trapped. Amy said, “I heard you identified as a girl,” and Geni burst out laughing, spitting her drink all in my face. I wiped my face off, and then Amy turned her phone screen towards me and showed me the security video of me trying to pull my dick out. It was clearly me. For about 45 seconds, I’m trying to pull my weenie from inside my body, and it’s all on her phone. I pushed the phone down away from my face so I couldn’t see anymore. I was completely humiliated…my face turned red.
Amy looks at me and says, “Duuude, why is your dick so fucking tiny? What happened to it?”
Geni is hyperventilating from laughing so hard at me.
To which all I can think to say is, “It’s not tiny…”
Amy replies, “I’ve seen a lot of dicks, like hundreds…yours wins the Shrimp of the Year award. You don’t really have a dick; it’s more of a weeny, or a peepee!”
Geni has Amy’s phone and is watching the video and says to me, “Nobody’s ever told you that your dick is small?”
“No,” I quickly replied. (But I lied)
I could tell they were enjoying my discomfort.
“Have you ever fucked a girl with that?” Amy asked devilishly
“Yes, no complaints.”
Geni replied to me, saying, “Not to your face, but I bet they didn’t give you any pussy again.”
Everybody at the bar was staring at us, and I was feeling uneasy, so I told them I needed to run to the bathroom. Amy got up, and I walked to the bathroom but passed it and made my way to the door. I wanted to get outta there. I pushed the door open and started walking to my car when I heard a voice scream out, “Stop that shrimp dick motherfucker, he didn’t pay his tab.”
So I came back in, went straight to the bar register, and waited on Amy. Amy printed out a receipt for $150. Which was odd because Aunt Sarah said drinks were on the house. I paid it anyway. I handed her the receipt, and she said I’d forgotten to sign it. She then says, “Just sign it as ‘shrimp dick,’ I dare you.”
The whole bar is laughing at me now. I see different groups whispering and giggling. I quickly make my exit.
I get to my car and realize I left my keys on the bar by the register.
So after a few minutes, I build up the courage to go back inside. As I walk in, I see the main TV at the bar is playing my pee video, and people are gathered around watching it. She pauses it at the scene where I’m clearly pulling my weenie with 2 fingers, and it’s stretched out to about an inch long. Prob the most humiliating scene of it all. Why is it so clear? Did they just get a 4k camera?? Wtf…
Amy looks me in the eye and says, “Can I help you, ma’am?”
Geni and the rest of the bar are laughing uncontrollably.
I said, “Yes, I left my keys here. Where are they?”
She says, “I gave them to the boss; go to her office.”
I walk to the back office and knock on the door. “Come in.”
So as I walk in, I see Aunt Sarah and Bill sitting at the desk. I ask for my keys, and Bill says, “Man, what’s going on out there?”
I told them the story. They were sympathetic at first. Then Aunt Sarah said, “I’ll give you your keys if you show me what they all saw.”
I told her they’re watching the video in the bar if she wants to see it.
She replied, “No, I want to see your thing.”
“Show me, and I’ll give you back your keys.”
I looked at Bill, and he said, “Just do it, damn.”
He could tell I was nervous, so he left the room and went to the bar. She said, “OK, he’s gone… You can show me now.”
I started unzipping my pants, looked at her, and said, “Can’t I just get my keys and go home?”
She again said, “Yes, but I want to see what the fuss is all about. It’s just me and you, so do it before somebody comes.”
I finally pulled my pants down…then slowly my underwear until they were at my knees.
Her eyes got big… She gasped, and her hand went over her mouth immediately. I quickly pulled them up, and she said, “Naw, back down and turn to the side.”
I did as she asked and turned to the side. She said, “Holy shit, I’m so sorry, but damn I’ve never in whole life…”
“It’s ok, can I have my keys now?” I said.
“Soon… Lemme ask, though, is there something wrong with you? I’ve never seen a weenie that small on a grown ass man. Hell, I’ve seen bigger dicks changing diapers.”
“I don’t know, it’s always been small,” I replied.
“Does it get hard?” she asked.
“Yes, and a lot bigger. I’m a grower,” I replied.
“How big does it get?” she asked.
I didn’t want to say 4 inches, so I said, “It actually gets fairly big, around 6” long.”
All of this talk suddenly made me start getting hard, so I pulled my underwear up. She stood next to me and rubbed her fingers through my hair, walked behind me, and jerked my underwear back down. My dick slightly stung from the quickness in which she pulled. My little dick was so hard. She said, “Don’t pull them back up until I say so, ok.” She looked down at my puny weiner. It was hard and throbbing. She looked me in the eye and said, “That might be half of 6 inches, if that. You need to get on some dick pills or buy a pump or something.”
About that time, Bill walks outta the bathroom and says, “Damn boy, what happened?”
Aunt Sarah starts laughing and says, “Show him your cock, Bill.”
I say, “No, that’s OK. You don’t have to do that, Bill.”
He says, “Ehh, I didn’t want to anyway.”
But Sarah insisted, and Bill finally dropped his pants. OMG, Bill had the thickest flaccid dick I’ve ever seen. It was probably 5” long and maybe 6” of girth on soft.
Before I could think, I said, “Fucking shit, that’s massive.”
Sarah started laughing and said, “That’s nothing. You should see it hard.”
Bill then pulls up his pants and says, “We good, Sarah?”
She replies, “Yes, you can go.”
He leaves, and Sarah looks at me and says, “Alrighty then, did you see how his thing just hung there and looked all heavy. He’s a grower too. Did you notice how your little hard dick is much smaller than his soft dick?”
I didn’t say anything.
She said again, “Did you notice?”
“Yes, yes, I noticed,” I replied.
“Good, because he’s not even that big,” replied Sarah.
“Looked big to me,” I said
“That’s because all you’ve ever seen is your little babydick. That’s what a normal man looks like. Some men even have really big dicks. Have you ever seen a porn dick?” she asked.
“Yes, for sure. But those aren’t real,” I said.
She replied, “They’re just as real as the teenie tiny weenies like this one.”
That made me throb; I could feel tingling running up and down my shaft. My little penis was rock hard and leaking precum. I tried to cover it up with my hands, and she moved my hands outta the way so she could look at it.
“Wow, just wow,” she said
She grabbed my dick with her hand and squeezed it and said, “Sorry, it just feels so tiny and petite. I had to touch it.”
As soon as she made contact, I nutted in her hand. She held on to my penis until it was through spasming while looking me in the eye and said angrily, “You fucking piece of shit, look at this mess you made. I barely touched your little shrimp dick.” She wiped her hand on my shirt….. then walked to the desk, pulled out my keys, and threw them at me, hitting me in the chest.
I picked up my keys, pulled up my pants, and headed towards the door.
She said, “Don’t tell Bill you squirted if you see him on your way out. Ooh, and I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings, but you really should get some dick pills. I feel like they can’t hurt.”
“OK, thank you,” I said (even though I knew they don’t work).
As I walked through the bar, the video wasn’t playing anymore. I didn’t see Bill anywhere. Somebody started playing the ‘Short Dick Man’ song on the speakers, and everybody clapped as I walked through the pool room. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Geni look at me, then turn away to show a group of ladies something on her phone, and they were all laughing. I figured it was me. I got in my car and drove to my hotel, confused, exhausted, and not really sure what to think. I didn’t meet up for sex, or want any of this to happen to me.
I traveled back home and put it all behind me.
About 2 months ago, I got a text message from a stranger that said, ‘How’s the pills working, Shrimp dick?‘
I changed my phone number.
The End.
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