A Little Growing 2
By Runtz3/Runtz4.

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Part 2…
Several hours later I woke up in Shelby’s bed and saw Kat was over in hers. I slowly rolled off the bed, trying not to wake anyone, and then realized the sound of my parents’ suitcases rolling on the hardwoods had woken me. I headed to my room to get some real sleep but was startled by my mom opening my bedroom door.
“Good, you’re up.” She whispered tenderly. “Listen, I…” She paused, “I just want to ensure you know you never have to do anything you don’t want to… you know… sexually.”
“Okay,” I respond, unsure where this was going.
“Having a small penis isn’t the end of the world, and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, but if you lean into, accept the truth, and listen to your sisters’ this weekend, this might be the beginning of a fun and exciting time.” She smiled and glanced up and down my still-naked body.
“Mom, does dad know?”
“No, I plan on talking to him before we return. But honey, he already knows about your little issue.” She smiled. We’ve seen you in shorts and swimsuits your whole life, and we’ve known for some time that this was coming sooner or later. Now try to get some rest, and we’ll see you Monday afternoon.” She kissed me like when I was little and closed the door.
I laid in bed thinking about what my mom had said, did everyone who ever saw me in a swimsuit know I was less endowed? I thought about all the pool parties, trips to the lake, and the friends we’ve had over in the hot tub; it must be a couple of hundred people who’ve seen me in a clingy wet suit; did they all know? My head spun thinking about it. Somehow, I must’ve dozed off because I woke up to the smell of bacon the next thing I knew.
I threw on some old boxers, headed downstairs, and found Shelby making breakfast wearing a black thong, gray sports bra, and an apron to keep the grease from burning her.
“Hey,” She smiled awkwardly.
“Hi, Is that for everyone?”
“Yeah, um, help yourself. I made bacon and biscuits. We’re out of eggs to hit the store later.” She smiled, picking Mom’s debit card off the counter.
“There you are!” Kat came bouncing in wearing a loose shirt that tented from her large chest and a pair of thin blue cotton sleep shorts, my eyes locked on to her enormous tits jiggling around bra-free. “So, Jasmine, Sofia, and Amanda are all for sure in for tonight and maybe a few others too.” She said while texting.
“Jesus!” I nearly choked, “So… we’re doing this, like what did you…how… do they?” I mumbled.
“Well…” She smiled. I told them you got in trouble, so Mom said you must do whatever we say while they’re gone. But they’re coming over to spend the night, watch a movie, and soak in the hot tub while you serve us…” She said and waved her hands, drawing my eyes away from her chest. “You are such a pervert!” she teased.
“In his defense, I can’t stop staring at them either, like fuck! I think you went up a full cup size this semester.” Shelby chuckled, grabbing one of Kat’s big boobs, feeling its weight in her hands.
“Well, I guess we know who got all the sexual prowess in the family, don’t we.” Kat fired back, slapping Shelby’s hand off, grabbed some bacon and a biscuit, sat on one of the bar stools, and scrolled on her phone.
Shelby took her shower and headed to the grocery store with Mom’s debit card. I cleaned the kitchen and got the hot tub ready for the evening. You’d think after the events from the night before, I wouldn’t feel particularly horny, but I just kept thinking about it and getting more and more turned on. I had just finished checking the projector in the basement when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
“What do you think of this swimsuit?” Kat teased as she made her way down the last few steps. She was wearing a Wonder Woman bikini that looked about a size too small in the chest, her breasts strained against the red fabric skewing the golden Wonder Woman logos. My eyes trailed down her tantalizing frame to the royal blue high-waisted bikini bottoms adorned with white stars, mimicking the look of the superhero’s costume. She turned around eyeing me over her shoulder as she showed me her rear, which was conservatively covered.
“Jesus, Kat.” I huffed, already erect from my wandering mind.
“I guess your little friend approves,” she snickered at my erection, poking out the fly in my boxers. “By the way, I used more soap in the shower, which washed off all the blue. See!” She smiled, pulling her top away and exposing her luscious tits. “You can’t even see the blue anymore, can you?”
“No… um looks… no,” I stammered as she examined her boob.
“You know, I can’t explain it, Dylan, but seeing you with Shelby last night,” her face blushed. Well, I kind of felt jealous. I am not sure what it is, but… I… well, I like the attention and knowing I turn you on so much. Is that weird?”
“I am not sure anyone in this family has the right to judge.” I laughed.
“Dylan, would you… want to practice before the girls get here tonight?” My heart pounded in my chest, and my mind raced. Her expression was one of pure, unfiltered desire, and I couldn’t deny the fire of lust raging through my body.
“You mean… with you, right now?”
“Of course, silly, come on.” Kat led me over to the large U-shaped sectional couch, her tits still hanging out. I lingered slightly behind her, watching her thick butt swaying as she walked. She pushed me to a seated position and straddled my legs.
Kat’s hands wrap around mine, guiding them to the swell of her breasts. Her touch was firm yet gentle, sending a shiver down my spine. As my fingers made contact with her soft skin, I felt the warmth radiating from her body. Her nipples were hard, the aerolas sprinkled with goosebumps. Her freshly showered flesh filled my nose with lavender body wash and a hint of baby powder. Her large breast jutted out to meet my touch.
“Go on,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “Touch them. Feel how soft they are.”
I squeeze gently, eliciting a soft moan from Kat. Her eyes flutter closed, and I watch as her lips parted slightly, revealing the tip of her tongue darting out to wet them. The sight of her enjoying this so much sends a rush of warmth through my body, and I feel a strange mix of pride and humiliation bubbling up inside me.
“That’s it,” she murmured, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “Now, cup them. Can you feel how heavy they are?”
I do as she says, my palms resting fully on her breasts as I mold my hands around them. One breast more than fills my hands, the softness giving way to firmness as I apply more pressure. Kat’s moans grow louder, and I can feel her hips bucking slightly against my thigh. The scent of her arousal is intoxicating, making my head spin.
I slowly caress the side of her soft flesh with my fingertips, exploring her large breasts, my sister’s breasts, and now the first breasts I’ve ever touched. Her areolas are large, and her nipples are thick; I wasn’t expecting the skin to feel that much different. I let out an audible huff when I touched her nipples. I cupped her hefty breasts, lifting them, and leaned in, gently brushing my lips against her protruding flesh, sending a chill through her.
I spent the next several minutes experiencing the sight and feel of her breasts licking, sucking, and groping her. I buried my face between her and couldn’t help but imagine what they would feel like on my dick.
“You’re turning me on,” Katie moaned, then slid off my lap and told me to kneel between her legs.
I did as she instructed, my heart racing as I felt her warmth enveloping me. Her fingers moved to the back of my head, guiding me forward until I felt the soft fabric of her swimsuit brush against my lips.
“Take a deep breath,” she commanded, her voice low and sultry. “And then, taste me.”
I inhaled deeply, the scent of her arousal filling my nostrils as I pressed my lips against the delicate fabric. My tongue darted out instinctively, tracing the outline of her mound through the thin material.
Kat gasped, her hips jerking forward involuntarily. “Oh, yes,” she moaned, her nails digging into my scalp. “That’s it, Dylan. Keep going.”
Encouraged by her response, I continued, my tongue probing deeper, pushing the fabric aside to gain access to her hot, wet core. The taste of her was intoxicating, driving me wild with need.
“Fuck, Dylan,” Kat panted, her body trembling beneath my ministrations. “You’re such a natural. Who would have thought…?”
Her words were a mixture of disbelief and admiration, and I felt a surge of satisfaction. I wanted to hear more, to know that I was pleasing her and doing this right.
“Keep going,” she urged, her thighs quivering around my head.
I complied without hesitation, my mouth continuing its relentless assault on her most sensitive areas. Every moan, every shudder, fueled my determination to give her everything she desired.
“Yes, yes!” Kat cried out, her body arching against me. “Just like that, Dylan. Don’t stop.”
I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to keep going, to show her that I could be better and worthy of her praise. My hands slid up her thighs, cupping her ass as I deepened my suction, my tongue working in tandem with my lips to bring her closer to the edge.
“God, Dylan,” she gasped, her breathing ragged. “If only you knew how good this feels… if only you understood…”
Her words trailed off into a series of breathless curses, her body tensing as she approached the precipice. I redoubled my efforts, determined to push her over the edge.
“Please,” she begged, her voice strained. “Don’t stop, Dylan. Please.”
I didn’t need to be told twice. My mouth worked faster, my fingers squeezing her ass as I brought her closer and closer to climax.
“That’s it,” she moaned, her body shaking violently. “I’m almost there… almost…”
And then, with a final, shuddering cry, she came, her body convulsing in my grasp as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
As she slowly came down from her high, I pulled back, my mouth aching from the intensity of my efforts. Kat’s eyes fluttered open, a dazed smile spreading across her face. She motioned for me to come to her; I slid up the couch between her legs.
“Oh shit!” I shivered, looking Kat in the eyes; my small dick had poked through my underwear and made skin-on-skin contact with her warm muff.
Panic seized me by the throat as I realized what was happening. Her warmth grew stronger, overwhelming my senses, and I could feel the heat radiating from her core.
“Oh, look at that,” she purrs, her hand sliding down to feel my little dick head protruding through my boxers. “Your little pee pee is touching me. Isn’t that cute? Like a little puppy scratching at the door to be let in.” She giggled.
“Does that feel good, Dylan? I bet it feels sooo good to your half cock.” Her voice was a sultry whisper. “Having your little pecker pressed against me? I swear it’s like the size of a pinky!”
I swallowed hard, the combination of her teasing and the physical sensations making it hard to think straight.
“Yes,” I manage to say, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Good,” she replies, her fingers tightening around me briefly before releasing. “But that, dear brother, is as close as your baby boner will ever get to fucking me.” She
Sneered and pushed me away.
“That’s the one thing we don’t do, got it!” She scolded, “Say yes, mam.”
“Yes, Mam.” I lamented, “I am going to need a shower after that,” she chuckled and looked at my face glistening with her juices. She grabbed me by the hand and led me up to our bathroom. I followed her up two flights of stairs, watching her ass and glimpsing her swaying side boobs.
“I want you to stay eager to please so you won’t be allowed to be alone for the rest of the day. I don’t want you jerking that little guy and losing that lust.”
She turned on the shower, sat on the toilet, and pulled me to her.
“Ah, he’s leaking,” She pouted, pointing out the wet spot on my boxers, then yanked them down; my little dick was pulled down and snapped back up, slinging a drop of precum. Kat sat looking at my tiny member for what felt like 5 minutes, not saying a single word, before gently swirling her finger around the hole of my dripping dick. I shuttered in a mix of surprise and delight and watched as she dragged her finger down the length of my shaft. Kat scooped a drop of precum on her finger and used her thumb to smear it, playing with my glob like she was examining every bit of me.
Kat turned her eyes to mine, looking up at me, her bare breasts lifting and falling with every breath. “Take your shower,” she instructed, giving me a little flick.
That evening, Shelby had a small spread of snacks and drinks and had the blender ready for margaritas. We have a large basement with a home theater, bathroom, minibar, and hot tub.
I had met Kat’s three friends before. They were all cute girls. Jasmine is bi-racial, black, and Japanese. She’s about 5’8 with a sultry face, nice 32-C breasts, and just a bit of an ass. Sofia is Mexican, a bit chubby, but has a super cute face, maybe about 5’5. And Amanda’s picture comes up when you Google “basic blond white girl.” Maybe not literally, but in every picture she’s ever taken, she’s holding a Starbucks cup, wearing some basic mall outfit, and making duck lips. She’s cute, thin to the point of being a little bony, with small breasts and a flat butt.
A little before 8:00 pm, they all arrived at the same time. After squeals, hugs, and “Oh my god! You are so cute,” we headed downstairs to the basement and cranked the music. The girls used the bathroom downstairs to change into their swimsuits; Amanda wore a pink two-piece with a frilled tube top that made it look like she had larger boobs. Sofia wore a modest one-piece suit, and Jasmine wore a sexy black bikini.
Shelby told me food was on the way, so when the door rang, I needed to get it and start making margaritas. I quickly went to work while she slipped into a red one-piece thong-back suit and then led the girls to the hot tub. Kat told me to bring them the drinks when they were ready.
“Thanks,” Sofia smiled as I handed her a cup.
“So, do you have to do whatever they say?” Amanda asked.
“Yep,” Shelby snapped. “He’s been naughty, so don’t feel too bad for him.” She scrunched her nose at me.
“Really? What did he do?” Jasmine boldly asked.
“Well,” Kat leaned in and motioned for them to get closer. I couldn’t hear what she said to them, but after a few seconds of hushed words later, the girls erupted in laughter.
“You are a naughty boy, aren’t you!” Jasmine teased. I could only imagine what Kat and Shelby had said.
“What else should we have him do?” Kat licked her lips.
“Hmm, maybe he should rub our backs?” Shelby suggested.
“Or our feet,” Amanda chuckled.
“Yes!” Kat chirped, “Dylan, we need you to rub our feet.”
“I am going to get soaked!” I countered.
A wicked grin curled on Kat’s lips as she fumbled beneath the water, then flung her bikini bottoms at me. “Put them on,” she commanded, her voice leading an onslaught of chants from the crowd.
“PUT THEM ON! PUT THEM ON! PUT THEM ON!”
I retreated to the bathroom, my hands trembling as I stared at the damp, flimsy cloth she expected me to wear. My chest tightened with a mix of dread and anticipation. I was at a crossroads: tell her to shove it and walk away or give in, risking everything for what could be the wildest night of my life. Either way, the decision had to be made–here and now.
I stripped down, sliding Kat’s swimsuit bottoms up my legs, the fabric clinging tightly as it stretched over my bare skin and shaved manhood. I glanced at myself in the mirror, the wet material molding uncomfortably to my body. I tried to adjust, awkwardly fluffing myself in a futile attempt to fill the space. My heart pounded as I took a deep breath and opened the door. The room fell silent. Every gaze was locked on me, watching, waiting to see if I’d go through with it. Holding my clothes defensively in front of me, I stepped into the thick, tense, heavy air with lustful stares.
Just then, the doorbell rang. “Go answer it,” Shelby grunted in a low, husky tone. The girls laughed at seeing my rear in the star-spangled Wonder Woman briefs.
Making my way to the door, I stopped, put on a long jacket from the hall closet, and opened the door. Standing to the side, I kept my lower half concealed.
“Well, hey!” Sarah, my high school sweetheart, held a couple of pizza boxes.
“Are you delivering food?”
“Nope, Shelby invited me over and asked me to stop and pick up some pizzas on my way.” She looked me up and down, “So… can I come in?”
I could tell she was trying to figure out what I was wearing, so I told her we were just in the hot tub. My heart was beating even faster. I didn’t expect Sarah to be here, and this changed everything.
My heart pounded in my chest. I took the pizzas from her and escorted her to the basement. “You know, Dylan, I am transferring to your college this next semester. I decided I wanted to be closer to home, ” she shared with a playful hint.
“Hey, it’s Sarah!” Shelby beamed. “Get your cute ass in a swimsuit and join us!”
I set the pizzas down, unable to look away as Sarah stripped off her clothes, revealing a body that seemed to blend the best of Kat and Shelby. Athletic like Shelby, but with fuller curves, though smaller than Kat–she was stunning. Her pants slid to the floor, and with a slow, deliberate motion, she arched her back to pull off her shirt. A small, nautical-themed bikini clung to her–blue bottoms and a white top with anchors perched on each cup.
“Dylan!” Kat’s voice snapped me back to reality. “These feet aren’t going to rub themselves. Grab Sarah a drink and get in here!”
I poured Sarah a drink, my pulse racing as I hesitated. With a deep breath, I shrugged off my jacket, then grabbed a towel, holding it tightly in front of me as I walked toward the hot tub.
“Woo-hoo!” Amanda cheered, followed by hoots and catcalls from the rest of the girls. I handed the drink over and quickly stepped into the tub, dropping the towel at the last minute. As soon as I sat down Kat’s feet were in my lap.
“Oh my gawd!?” Sarah cackled, “What are you wearing?” Kat stood up on the seat bench, revealing her naked bottom.
“He’s wearing my bottoms!” She laughed, wiggling her thick ass. “He’s our slave and has to do everything we say.” She sat back down and plopped her feet in my lap.
“Rub. Now.” She sneered.
“Hey Jazz, are you still dating Bradly?” Kat asked.
“Ugh! No, can you believe that dick was cheating on me with Amber Callahan? I caught them in his room. I thought it would be sexy if I snuck in and surprised him, but I opened his door and saw him standing there with his big cock halfway down that sluts throat.” Jasmine fumed.
“Sorry, hun,” Amber consoled.
“It’s okay… I still fuck him now and then. I mean, damn that cock of his.” She laughed.
“Now me!” Shelby snorted and put her feet in my lap, sliding one of her feet against my groin. She snickered as she teased my dick with her toes.
“What about you, Sarah? Are you seeing anyone?” Kat shifted her eyes like Susanna Hoffs.
“Well…” She looked at me, unsure if she should say anything.
“Go on,” Shelby nudged.
“I am not dating anyone, but there have been a few guys I’ve… seen.” She blushed.
“Seen? Or SEEN.” Jasmine arched her brows with a knowing smile.
“SEEN.” Sarah nervously laughed.
“Well… why did you and Dylan break up anyway?” Kat asked. Before she could answer, Shelby stood up, grabbed me by the hand, and ushered me out of the hot tub, telling me to make more drinks. My dick was rock hard, and she knew it, having just teased me for the last five minutes with her toes. I quickly hopped out and kept my back to the girls. I could barely hear Sarah but couldn’t understand what she was saying. I blended up another pitcher of margaritas, but my erection wasn’t going away.
In a not-so-bright moment of desperation, I slipped a few ice cubes down my bikini bottoms in an attempt to subside my erection while I finished blending and took two shots of Don Julio.
I walked back with the pitcher in front of my junk and, staying outside the hot tub, I made my way around refilling all their cups, hoping I could just sneak out afterward. I was into it when it was just Kat’s friends, but this is Sarah, which changed everything for me. I put the pitcher down on the side of the hot tub and started going to the stairs.
“Uh!” cough, cough, Kat exaggerated, clearing her throat to get my attention. “You’re not done.” A glance down confirmed my boner was gone, and I decided this opportunity was too good to pass up. All the girls watched as I slowly turned back around; I kept my hands in front of my junk, but that didn’t stop the laughs and cheers.
A few feet away, Shelby stands up, holding her hand to help me step into the hot tub, making me move my hands and giving the girls a better look. When my feet hit the bench inside the tub, Kat and Amber yanked the bottoms down while Shelby locked me in an arm bar as the girls laughed. Suddenly they went silent as they stared in shock at my small, iced-down, shaven nub of a penis.
“Oh my GOD! Oh, my god, OH MY GAWD!” Amanda repeated, breaking the silence. All my strength left me; I was fully exposed in front of a group of sexy girls, including my crush. It felt like minutes passed with me standing with my tiny dick sticking out.
“Holy Fuck, It’s just a nub! Like a pale acorn!” Jasmine shouted in utter dismay. I looked down and saw that I was the smallest I’d ever been; she was right. It was just a pale, shriveled head sitting sadly on top of what appeared to be an empty sack.
My heart pounded in my chest as I felt the cool air hit my exposed dick. The girls burst into laughter, pointing and jeering at my minuscule pecker.
“See, this little thing got him in so much trouble!” Shelby snorted. “For a guy with so little to show off, she certainly enjoys exposing it.” She laughed.
“Seriously, he keeps finding ways to ‘accidentally’ show us his dick,” My busty sister joined in, “That’s why mom says he has to do everything we say, including embarrassing him in front of all our friends. She said it’s like exposure therapy; she says he just needs to get it out of his system.” She spun her made-up tale.
Sarah’s eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly joined in the teasing, a mischievous grin spreading across her face.
“I can’t believe it, Dylan. It’s just so much smaller than I would have ever guessed,” Sarah teased, leaning back against the tub’s edge. Is this what you were hiding all those times we were alone together? This makes total sense! Seriously, for a while, I thought maybe you didn’t find me attractive, and then I considered you might be gay.
Nothing could have prepared me for this…this tiny little thing.” She stood, gobsmacked and shocked, mouth open.
My face burned with embarrassment as I tried to cover myself, but Kat held my other arm down, forcing me to keep my pathetic dick on display.
“Nuh-uh!” She chided. “No reason to struggle; we’ve all seen it now; just enjoy it.” Kat was right, and I quickly gave in. Kat and Shelby, sensing my submission to the humiliation, let go of my arms. I stood looking down at my pathetically small dick and mindlessly started stretching it out, trying desperately to warm it up and make it look bigger.
“Oh my fucking God, Dylan, are you jerking it off?” Shelby smirked.
“I am just… no, I am… it gets bigger.” I sighed.
“Do it, jerk it, Dylan! Look at how tiny it is!” Amanda giggled, taking a sip from her margarita. “It’s like a little boy, a toddler.”
“Maybe it’s just cold,” Sofia suggested, trying to be kind but failing to conceal her smirk.
Sarah’s eyes gleamed with curiosity as she leaned closer, examining my little dick.
“Hmm, I guess I should be thankful you weren’t my first.” She leaned forward, taking me between her fingertips. “Damn, it is cold!”
I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. My mind raced, desperate to find a response, but before I could utter a word, Kat spoke up.
“Why don’t we hear him and give him a real reason to get hard?” Kat suggested, her tone dripping with a suggestion. “Maybe if he sees something he really likes, he’ll rise to the occasion and show us all he has.”
The girls exchanged glances, their mischievous smiles growing wider. Shelby nodded, clearly on board with the idea. “Yeah, let’s see if we can get a reaction out of him.”
Jasmine stood up, her sexy heart-shaped ass swaying seductively as she turned around, reached behind her back, and unhooked her bikini top, letting her full breasts fall free. They bounced slightly as she turned to face me, taunting me with her sultry gaze.
“What do you think, Dylan? Like what you see?” Jasmine asked, cupping her breasts and lifting them towards him. Her breasts were capped with delicious nipples like chocolate-covered raisins.
My breath caught in my throat. I couldn’t believe this was happening. My dick twitched involuntarily, but it was barely noticeable. I’ve always been quick to get excited, but I couldn’t get it up with everyone watching. The girls continued their teasing, one by one exposing more of themselves.
Amanda pulled her bikini top off next, her slight breasts gleaming in the dim light. She posed, arching her back to compensate for the lack of natural curves. “Come on, Dylan, don’t be shy. Tell us what turns you on.”
Sofia hesitated for a moment but then followed suit, slipping her top off and revealing her soft, round breasts with large areolas and puffy tan tits. She blushed, glancing at
me shyly. “You can look. It’s okay,” she reassured him, though her voice trembled.
Finally, Sarah removed her bikini top, revealing her firm, perfectly shaped breasts. She walked to me, her hips swaying with each step.
“How about this?” Sarah whispered, pressing her body against mine. Her warmth seeped into me, making my skin tingle. She kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth as her hands roamed my bare chest.
Desire mingled with shame, arousal with embarrassment. I wanted to pull away, to reject the humiliating display, but my body betrayed me. My small dick remained pitifully small but was now fully erect.
“Jesus,” Sarah hushed, “How big is it? It must be less than five inches.” She reached down, measuring my tiny wiener with her fingers.
“Fuck, he’d probably kill for five inches,” Jasmine laughed, “Well, what is it, don’t say you’ve never measured it.” She smiled. I cleared my throat and built up the courage to say it out loud.
“Four…” I croaked, “Four inches.” I felt like I was trying to breathe through a straw.
Shelby snapped and grabbed me by the balls, “Don’t you fucking lie, you tiny boy! Tell the truth.” She squeezed. “Oh, God! Three… three and a half.” I choked out, making Shelby laugh as she removed her hand from my aching balls.
Kat leaned forward, her large breasts brushing against my arm as she gently took my tiny dick in her hand. She stroked slowly, her fingers sliding down to my balls.
“Does that feel good, my LITTLE brother?” Kat murmured, eliciting some giggles from the girls, knowing I was two years older. Her touch was electrifying, the warmth of her hand and pleasure tingling through my short shaft.
I shuddered, my body betraying better judgment. Despite the humiliation, the sensation was electric. I felt himself getting even harder, though it hardly made a difference in size. My little guy was pulsing, purple, and sticking straight to the ceiling.
Sarah moved behind me, her hands reaching around to cup my ass. She squeezed gently, her touch both soothing and arousing. “Don’t be embarrassed, Dylan. We’re all here to help you.”
Shelby slid closer, her own hands joining the mix. She grabbed my nipples, tweaking them lightly. “Yeah, we want to ensure you learn everything you need.”
The other girls surrounded me, their bodies pressing close as they alternated between teasing and comforting. Amanda, Jasmine, and Sarah assaulted my body with touches and kisses. My senses overwhelmed–I felt their bare breasts brushing against my skin, the sight of their naked bodies, the scent of their perfume mingling with the chlorine from the hot tub.
Amanda knelt in front of me, her blue eyes locked onto mine. “Do you think you can handle this?” She asked, even though there was no way I could refuse.
Before I could respond, she leaned in closer, her breath hot against my sensitive skin. Then, without any further warning, her lips closed around the tip of my penis, the sensation sending a jolt straight to my core. Her tongue flicked out, swirling around the head in delicate, teasing circles.
“God, look at him,” Jasmine cooed, her voice filled with mock sympathy. “Even if it were double, it would still be smaller than Bradly.”
Amanda hummed in response, her mouth never leaving my little erection. Her lips formed a tight seal, creating a suction that made every nerve in my body scream with pleasure. I couldn’t help but moan, the sound trapped in my throat as I fought to maintain some semblance of composure.
“I can’t believe how easily it fits in my mouth,” Amanda smiled, sliding away. My small dick instantly felt the disappointment of no longer feeling her around me; I boldly grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to me.
“Suck me.” I moaned. Amanda pulled back and smacked my little guy.
“Ask nicely,”
“Please, suck my dick.”
That’s not a dick, it’s like a big clit,” Shelby snapped, “Ask her to suck your clit.”
“Please, Amanda, please suck my clit.”
“Even he knows how pathetic it is,” Shelby added, her voice cutting through the haze of arousal that was beginning to cloud my mind. “But don’t worry, Dylan. We’re here to make sure you learn how to please a woman, even if your little dick can’t.”
Despite the constant barrage of humiliation. My body was determined to prove them wrong, even for a moment.
Her tongue continued its relentless assault, tracing patterns along the underside of my shaft. Each flick sent waves of pleasure crashing through me, making it difficult to focus on anything else. My hips twitched involuntarily fucking her mouth. Amanda took it all in stride, her eyes locked onto mine as if daring me to resist.
“Look at him squirm,” Sarah said, leaning forward to get a better view. “Careful, I think he’s going to pop!”
“Please don’t stop,” I begged, feeling a woman’s mouth on me for the very first time.
“Wait, is this your first blowjob?” Jasmine gasped. I looked at her and tried to say something, but nothing came. “Jesus, it is, isn’t it?!”
Amanda’s free hand slid between my legs, cupping my balls lightly. The pressure was firm but gentle, sending another spike of pleasure through my system. She began kneading them slowly, her thumb occasionally brushing against the sensitive skin on my shaft. The combined sensations were almost too much to handle, and I could feel myself nearing the edge.
“That’s enough,” Kat cried with that twinge of jealousy as she pushed.
Amanda off my throbbing dick, leaving a spit trail from the tip of my dick to her lips.
Sofia watched from the side, her shyness waning as she saw the other girls engaging freely. She stepped closer and leaned in, her lips brushed against my neck. She kissed a trail up to my ear, nibbling softly. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “We’ll let you cum soon, but not yet.”
“What kind of girl do you hope to get with that little shrimp?” Shelby whispered in my ear, her breath hot on my skin.
“I am working on other skills,” I smiled, ” I am certain I can please you.”
“Alright, little brother,” Shelby hissed, her voice dripping with seductive authority.
“Since you’re so eager to please us, why don’t we see what you can do with that tongue?”
Kat giggled, her cheeks flushed from both the water’s heat and the moment’s thrill. “Yeah, Dylan, show us what you’ve got.”
We moved from the hot tub to a plush U-shaped couch near a fireplace. The warmth of the flames casts flickering shadows across their bodies, highlighting every curve and muscle. Kat and Shelby arrange themselves on either side, their naked bodies glistening with droplets of water.
“Let’s start with me,” Kat suggests, spreading her legs wide and positioning herself right before me. Having already satisfied her once today, I was confident in my abilities. Kat’s pussy was already wet, the scent of her arousal filling the air. She guided my head closer, her fingers threading through my hair.
Kat moans softly, her hips bucking against my face. “Oh, Dylan, that’s it… Just like that.”
Shelby watched with rapt attention, her hand reaching down to stroke her clit. “Use your lips too, Dylan. Take her clit between your lips and suck gently.”
I followed Shelby’s instructions, my mouth working over Kat’s sensitive nub. No one would’ve guessed I’d been in this position just this morning. I can feel the pulse of her pleasure, the way her thighs tremble around my head. The taste of her slick folds is intoxicating, a heady blend of sweetness and musk.
“Fuck, Dylan, you’re doing amazing,” Kat gasps, her hands gripping my hair tighter. “Keep going, don’t stop.”
My small dick throbbed with each swipe of my tongue, the sensation driving me wild. I wanted to lose myself in the intensity of the moment. And just as I was getting lost in the rhythm, Shelby’s hand slid down to tease my erection.
“Such a tiny thing,” she murmurs, her fingers encircling the shaft.
The humiliation stings, but it’s overshadowed by the rush of pleasure. I cannot form words as Shelby’s touch sends shocks of delight through my body.
“I used to dream about losing my virginity to you,” Sarah announced, her tone reflective. “But instead of you, I gave it away to some random guy at a party with a huge cock.”
My heart sank at the reminder of my inadequacy. “I wanted to fuck you so bad, Dylan; back when we were dating, I longed to feel you inside me. But now… I’m not even sure it’s worth trying.”
One more swipe of my tongue and Kat erupt in pleasure, grabbing my hair and squeezing my head between her thighs. “Poor baby stuck with that tiny thing.” She laughed between convulsions.
“If you can make us all cum in the next 30 minutes, I’ll let you try to fuck me.” Sarah beamed with sexual fury.
Kat reluctantly pushed me away with a playful pat on the head. “Good job.”
Amanda sat beside Kat, her body much smaller and less feminine than Kat’s. But I was eager to lap at her cunt nonetheless. Amanda spread her legs wide, her pussy already damp, lips slightly parted and inviting. “Come on, little one. Make me cum.”
I hesitated for only a moment before complying, my tongue darting out to taste the slick moisture gathering at her entrance. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I begin to lap at her pussy.
My breath grew heavy as I licked a path up her slit. She tasted different from Kat, more tangy and intense. My tongue darted out, exploring every inch of her folds while my hands gripped her thighs for balance.
“Oh, yeah,” she moaned, her fingers tangling in my hair. “Just like that… Eat me out, Dylan.”
The combination of scents and flavors is overwhelming, a potent cocktail of arousal. My tongue worked faster, determined to bring Amanda to the brink. The sounds of our flesh meeting, the wet slaps, and the muffled groans filled the room.
“God, Dylan!” Amanda gasped, her hips grinding against my face. “You may have baby dick, but you do make up for it!”
The other girls watched with hungry eyes, Jasmine’s hand drifting up to toy with her nipples. “He’s improving,” she comments, her voice tinged with amusement.
“I’m next.” She panted.
Amanda’s orgasm hit hard, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She grips my hair tightly, her nails digging into my scalp as she cries out. “Fuck, yes! Right there, don’t stop!”
I redouble my efforts, riding out Amanda’s climax with relentless fervor. When she finally collapsed back, spent and satisfied, I felt pride despite the ongoing humiliation.
“Don’t keep me waiting,” Jasmine declared, shifting eagerly into position. “Come on!”
The smell of jasmine—no pun intended—fills my nostrils as I lean in closer. My breath falters as I look up at her, her eyes locked onto mine.
I swallowed hard, my mouth dry. Taking a deep breath, I licked my lips and kissed her folds, extending my tongue and pressing it against her clit. Jasmine tilted her head back, moaning softly. Encouraged, I start to lick, circling my tongue around her sensitive nub.
“That’s it,” she murmurs, her fingers gripping the edge of the couch. “Just like that.” She toys with her dark puffy tits, and I can’t resist allowing my hand to travel up her firm stomach and gripping her full breast in my hand.
I continued to lick and suck, feeling a strange mix of shame and arousal. The other girls watch intently, their eyes gleaming with amusement. Sofia, next in line on the couch, leans in, whispering, “I don’t care about your little Weiner. You’re still hot as hell.”
The words send a spike of lust through my body, but I push the pain in my balls aside, focusing on Jasmine’s reactions. She gasps, her hips bucking slightly as I bring her closer to climax. “Faster,” she breathes, her voice ragged. “Deeper.”
I obeyed, sliding my tongue inside her, probing gently. Jasmine’s moans grow louder, her body tensing as she nears orgasm. “Yes, yes,” she whispers, her fists pounding on the couch. “Just like that, Dylan.”
Finally, she cries out, her body shuddering as she comes. I pull back, panting, my face slick with her juices. Jasmine opens her eyes, looking down at me with satisfaction and amusement.
“Not bad,” she says, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. “But you need to work on stamina. We’re just getting started.”
Before I could react, Sofia took my face in her hands and wiped me clean with a towel, leaned in, and kissed me on the lips flicking her tongue against mine with short sharp bursts, almost like she was showing me what she wanted me to do to her clit.
Sofia’s lust trumped her shyness. “My turn,” she says, her voice playful. “You know I’ve had a crush on you for a long time, Dylan; I can’t believe you’re kneeling here naked between my legs.” She gushed, stoking my ego just a bit, “I am sorry about your penis.” She pouts with genuine disappointment, keeping my humiliation in check.
I glanced at Sarah, who was still watching me intently. Her cheeks are flushed, and there’s a hint of something in her eyes–desire? Sympathy?–that makes my heart race. But before I can dwell on it, Sofia urges me closer. Her pussy is hairier than the other girls, but she’s already glistening with anticipation.
“Lick me,” she panted, her tone demanding.
Sofia’s thighs clenched around my ears as I worked my tongue against her clit with renewed vigor. She tasted slightly muskier than Jasmine, her pubic hair thicker and coarser. Each flick of the tongue sent shivers through her body, and she moaned louder, her hands gripping the seat cushion beneath her.
“Faster, Dylan,” Sofia panted, her voice breathless.
I nodded frantically, my nose buried in her curly thicket as I intensified my efforts. I could feel her arousal building, the heat between her legs growing more intense with each passing second, but my tongue was growing tired. I slid two fingers up her hot embrace fucking her hard and fast. Sofia’s hips bucked against me, her back arching as she chased the edge of climax.
Sarah watched with a mix of amusement and anticipation. Her eyes flicked down to
my small, throbbing erection, barely visible between my legs, and she smirked. “Looks like someone’s getting excited,” she teased. “But I don’t think that little thing will do much for anyone.”
My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but I didn’t dare stop, focussing all my energy on pleasing Sofia, determined to prove myself even if it was just my tongue.
Shelby knelt beside me and pressed my head firmly against Sofia’s snatch, commanding me to make Sofia cum.
Sofia’s breathing grew erratic, her moans turning into gasps. “Oh god, Dylan… yes… right there… don’t stop!” Her body tensed, and with a final, shuddering cry, she came hard, her juices pouring out over my lips and chin.
I pulled back, wiping my face as Sofia gasped for air, her chest heaving. She looked down with a satisfied smile.
Before I could respond, Sarah stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
“Alright, Dylan. If you can make me cum in the next five minutes, you get to fucking me with that tiny dick of yours.”
Half excited and half terrified, I glanced at Sarah, noticing the way her nipples hardened as she slipped her bottoms off. The prospect of being inside her, even with my small penis, was too much to resist.
Swallowing hard, I nodded. “I’ll try my best.”
“I want to feel you inside me.”
My mouth goes dry as I step closer, my small penis already pulsing from the excitement. Sarah’s eyes flick down to it, a smirk on her lips.
“Aw, look at that,” she teases, reaching out to give it a playful flick. “So eager to please, aren’t you?”
Sarah smiled and sat down on the edge of the couch, spreading her legs wide. “Well, come on then. Show me what you’ve got.”
I knelt between her legs, taking in the sight of her glistening pussy; it was the sexiest, most inviting of them all. Her lips were pronounced, and her clit a perfect pink, virtually hairless other than a small, neatly trimmed blond landing strip. I could smell her arousal and feminine desire. I eagerly leaned in, brushing my lips against her inner thigh, sending a shiver through her body.
“That’s it,” Sarah purred, her hands running through my hair. “Take your time. Make me wet for you.”
I obeyed, kissing and licking my way up her thighs until I reached her core. My tongue darted out to taste her essence before delving deeper, exploring every inch of her, my tongue circling her clit, dipping into her folds, and pushing against her entrance. I had jerked off thinking about this moment for a long time. I loved Sarah, I did. She was everything I wanted in a girl, and she always seemed to want me back.
Sarah moaned softly, her fingers tightening in my hair. “Just think, we could’ve been doing this the whole time we were dating if it wasn’t for that little pinky you call a dick.”
“Oh, that’s so sad,” Kat cooed in sympathy, “Your itty bitty nub is the only reason you haven’t been with a girl. I told you girls he loved being teased. Mom says it’s called small penis humiliation, and Dylan loves it.”
I continued lapping at her cunt with my tongue working overtime to bring her pleasure.
I could feel the clock ticking in my mind, the pressure mounting with each passing second. I needed to make her cum fast or lose my chance to fuck her forever.
Desperation fueled my actions, I propped her leg over my shoulder and slid a finger up her twat, and then another, and soon I was fucking her with three fingers as I sucked her clit.
“The pinky,” Kat whispered in my ear, “Slip it up her ass.” She looked at me and nodded. Following her instructions, I was soon licking her clit, with three fingers in her cunt, and my pinky slipping in and out of her tight pink hole.
Sarah’s hips bucked against me, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out, her body tensing as she approached the edge. “Almost there, Dylan! Just a little more!”
I pushed myself to the limit, my tongue moving so fast it blurred, my hand pressing harder and deeper inside her, seeking that final release. And then, with a strangled gasp, Sarah went over the edge, her body convulsing as she came hard, her juices flowing freely onto my awaiting tongue.
I drank her down, savoring every drop as she shuddered, her hands gripping my head tightly. When she finally relaxed, she leaned back, staring with admiration and surprise.
“Holy shit, Dylan,” she breathed. “You actually did it. You made me cum in… what, four minutes?”
I grinned up at her, feeling pride despite the lingering humiliation. “So… does that mean…?”
Sarah chuckled, her eyes twinkling with wicked delight. “Oh, do you still want to try to fuck me? With that little thing?”
“Yeah… I want to try. Please, Sarah.”
“Well, do you have a condom?”
“Do they even make them that small?” Jasmine wiggled her pinky finger at me. I hadn’t even thought about a condom, and while I knew they came in different sizes, I hadn’t considered I might be too small for one.
Kat said she had a few in her nightstand drawer. I asked her to please get one. But she sat there with her arms crossed under her large boobs.
“Please, Kat,” I whined.
“Fine, I’ll go.” Kat finally agreed and slowly made her way up two flights of stairs to her.
Sarah sat up on the edge of the couch and had me stand in front of her placing her face just inches from my purple dick sticking straight up. She grabbed me, pulling my dick down and letting it fling back up over and over like a cat patting around a new toy.
“It’s so hard,” She said to no one in particular. She took me between her thumb and index finger and slid it up and down my small member. “It’s a very cute penis, Dylan. Are you sure you want to do this?”
“More than anything,” I huffed.
“Well, I hope I am worth the wait.” She smiled earnestly. Kat finally came back down, holding a fist full of condoms, and plopped them on the couch beside Sarah, who sifted through the pile and picked one out.
“Ah, Close Fit, that should work.” The girls giggled, knowing what that meant. She opened the square blue package, pulled the condom out, and placed it on the tip of my dick, then slowly rolled it down. “There’s so much left!” She burst out laughing at how little I needed. She grabbed a pillow, put it behind her, sat back, and pulled me down. I knelt between her legs, scooted up close to her, and looked down at her sexy cunt.
Sarah’s laughter faded, replaced by a sultry smile. “Go on, put it in,” she says, her voice a mix of encouragement and mockery. “Let’s see what that little pinky can do.”
I felt a mixture of nerves and excitement as I crawled between her legs. The room was filled with the sting of giggles from my sisters and their friends, who were all gathered around, watching intently. I could feel their eyes on me, marking my every move, but right now, all that mattered was pleasing Sarah.
I quickly positioned myself, my small penis pressing against her slick folds. She reached down and guided me inside. The sensation was overwhelming and sent a jolt of pleasure through me.
“Mmm, you’re so tiny,” Sarah murmured, her voice dripping with amusement. I’ve been with guys who are twice your size. How does it feel knowing that?” I saw her looking over at Shelby as if looking for approval. That’s when I realized they had all been coached on what to do and how to speak to me. It was all a set-up, but I didn’t care then.
I pushed myself inside her, bottoming out. “Is that all you have?” she mocked, looking down at our contact. “You really are tiny, aren’t you?”
I gritted my teeth, trying to focus on the task at hand rather than her words. I began to thrust slowly, each movement deliberate. I had to keep my stroked short and shallow with my short dick. The wetness of her pussy around my small dick was incredible, and
I could feel her clenching down on me. I thrust in with a bit more force, eliciting Sarah’s sharp gasp.
“Oh my!” She chuckled and then again with the next thrust. “Holy shit, I can barely feel your tiny cock!” I slammed into her as hard and deep as I could.
“That’s it,” she encouraged, her breath quickening. “Keep going, just like that.” I couldn’t believe it. I was finally having sex for the first time with the girl I’d fawn over, with an audience including both of my sisters who helped set this up.
The sound of our bodies moving together filled the room, the wet slapping noise punctuated by Sarah’s soft moans. My sisters and their friends watched closely, their expressions mixing curiosity and humor.
“Look at him go,” Amanda whispered, and Shelby giggled. “He’s really trying to make up for his lack of size.”
My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but I kept moving, determined to show them I could still satisfy a woman. I increased my pace slightly, feeling the pressure building within. Sarah’s hips started to move in rhythm with mine.
“Oh, Dylan,” she breathed, her nails digging into my back. “You don’t have to be gentle with me; remember, I’ve had much bigger; I’ve been filled with cocks much longer and much thicker.”
Her words stung, but they also fueled my determination. I wanted to make her forget those other guys, even for a moment. I focused on trying to last, feeling her body respond to my efforts.
The room smelled of chlorine and sex. The scent mingled with the faint perfume from the girls. It was intoxicating, adding to the raw intensity of the moment. The sounds of our bodies coming together were loud in the otherwise silent room, the only other noise being the occasional comment from the onlookers.
“Looks like he’s got a little stamina,” Shelby noted, sounding impressed. “Maybe there’s hope for him yet.” I felt her hands against my back, then down to my hips; she gripped me firmly and began moving me in a circular motion; she was teaching me how to fuck.
I felt my orgasm getting closer, the tension building. I wanted to last longer, to give Sarah as much pleasure as possible, but the pressure was too much.
“You’re almost there,” Sarah gasped, feeling my body tensing. “Just a little more, Dylan.”
“Are you close?” I bit my lip and pushed harder, Shelby keeping my movements from becoming frantic.
Sarah laughed so hard she almost pushed me out of her warm cunt. “Close?!” She cried, “Oh Dylan, don’t hold off for me, I am nowhere near close to cumming.” The pressure in my balls reached a peak.
“I can’t hold it,” I bleated, “God!” and with a final, desperate thrust, I came, my small penis pulsing inside her. The release was intense, and for a moment, everything else faded away.
Sarah let out a satisfied sigh, her body relaxing beneath me. “There you go, baby, let it all out.”
I collapsed on top of her as I continued to hump, breathing heavily, feeling a mix of exhaustion and relief. The girls continued to watch, their expressions varying from amusement to genuine interest. Finally spent, my little pecker slipped right out, and I lay beside her.
Sarah cuddled up beside me. “I hope that was okay, Dylan. Did I do it right?” she asked, kissing my neck. When I talked with Shelby earlier, I was shocked. Then we Facetimed your mom, and she helped me understand your desires. If this is what you like, I am fine with it. I am just sorry you didn’t trust me enough to tell me about this when we were dating. We could have been doing this all along.”
“So you’re not freaked out?”
“No baby, not freaked. Maybe a little curious to see what else we can do.” She giggled.
The other girls slowly returned to the hot tub, fully relaxed, leaving Sarah and me on the couch.
“Sarah, now that you’re transferring to my school, is there any chance… for us?”
“Oh,” She sighed with a hint of pity, “I can’t imagine that working out for us… I mean, I just don’t think I am ready to give up fucking guys with bigger cocks.”
“Well,” I hesitated, thinking through how to word it, “What if you could date me and still see other guys?” I sheepishly suggested.
“You’re serious?” Sarah soberly huffed.
“I am… I want to be with you, and I want you to be fulfilled.”
“I don’t know, Dylan, let me think about that for now… let’s just enjoy the night.”
To Be Continued…?
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