Liam was a quiet young man with a penchant for graphic tees and a collection of comics that could fill a library. At the tender age of 20, he was still navigating the tumultuous waters of self-esteem, his reflection often taunting him with the reality of his less-than-average endowment. Sandy, his best friend since childhood, was the antithesis of his shy demeanor. She embraced the gothic aesthetic with a fiery passion that could light up a room, even with her usual palette of blacks and dark purples. Her hair fell in soft, silky waves down to her waist, a stark contrast to her tough, leather-clad exterior. Her piercing green eyes and sharp features could cut through the thickest fog of social awkwardness like a knife through warm butter.

On a lazy afternoon, the two of them found themselves in Liam’s small, cluttered apartment, surrounded by the comforting chaos of their friendship. Sandy lounged on the worn couch, flipping through a magazine with a disinterested air while Liam hovered nearby, his mind racing with thoughts of Judy. She was the girl who had recently captured his heart with her sweet laughter and those piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe. He hadn’t dared to tell her how he felt, fearing the rejection that seemed to be a constant companion in his life.

“Dude, you’ve got it bad,” Sandy said, snapping the magazine shut with a smirk. “You’re practically swooning every time Judy’s name comes up.”

Liam felt his cheeks flush with a mix of embarrassment and irritation. “It’s not like that,” he mumbled, trying to shrug off her observation. But he knew she saw right through him.

Sandy chuckled, a sound that was as dark and rich as a moonless night. “Come on, Liam. You know I’m just messing with you. But seriously, why don’t you just tell her how you feel?”

Liam sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping. “It’s not just that. It’s… you know, my size.” He looked down at his crotch, his face a portrait of self-consciousness.

Sandy’s grin grew wider, a glint of amusement in her emerald eyes. “Oh, that old chestnut,” she said, rolling her eyes playfully. “Liam, you’ve got to get over that. It’s not the size that matters, it’s what you do with it, right?”

Liam looked skeptical, shuffling his feet awkwardly. “But what if she laughs at me? What if she thinks I’m not good enough?”

Sandy sat up, her eyes flashing with mischief. “I’ll tell you what, Liam. If you’re so worried about it, why don’t you show me?”

Liam’s eyes widened in shock. “What? No, Sandy, I can’t just… I mean, you’re my best friend and you’re a lesbian…”

Sandy waved her hand dismissively. “Liam, we’re friends. It’s just a body part. And I’m not asking to see it because I want you. I’m asking because I want to help you get over this hang-up.”

With a deep breath, Liam hesitantly reached for his belt buckle. His heart hammered in his chest like a drum in a heavy metal concert. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock, which was already half-hard from the anticipation of the moment. It was not even average in length, but girth was where he lacked the most, and it was a point of insecurity that had plagued him for as long as he could remember.

Sandy’s laughter bubbled up, but she managed to keep it in, her expression a masterful blend of sympathy and encouragement. She knew Liam was sensitive about his size, but she couldn’t help but find the whole situation absurdly amusing. She had always appreciated the intimate bond she shared with Liam, but this was definitely a new chapter in their friendship.

“It’s okay, Liam,” she said gently, reaching out to give his shoulder a comforting pat. “Everyone’s got their stuff to deal with.” Inside, she was fighting the urge to burst out in laughter at the sight of her best friend’s tiny member, but she bit her tongue. It was clear this was a serious moment for him, and she didn’t want to add to his insecurity, for now.

“You know what?” she continued, a devilish smile curling her lips. “I’ve got an idea. I’ve heard that shaving can make things look… bigger. Why don’t I give it a trim?”

Liam’s eyes widened in horror. “Sandy, no way. That’s ridiculous!”

Sandy’s smile grew more playful. “Come on, it’ll be a bonding experience. Besides, I’m pretty good with a razor. You know I’ve been shaving my head since I was fifteen.” She winked at him, her intentions clear: she wanted to lighten the mood.

Liam looked at her skeptically. “I don’t know, man. That seems weird.”

But Sandy was already on her feet, striding over to the bathroom with the confidence of a seasoned hairdresser. She returned moments later with a small, black shaving kit in hand, a twinkle in her eye. “Trust me, Liam. It’ll be fine. Besides, what’s the worst that could happen?”

With a tremble in his voice, Liam relented, his curiosity and desperation for a confidence boost overriding his apprehension. He lay back on the couch, his erection now a shy nub nestled against his stomach. Sandy knelt between his legs, her eyes focused on her task. She lathered his cock and balls with shaving cream, the coolness of it sending a shiver down his spine. Despite the absurdity of the situation, Liam felt a strange sense of vulnerability, his heart racing as she held the razor aloft.

Inwardly, Sandy couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. His balls were so small they looked like two grapes clinging to the base of his shaft, and she had to stifle a snort as she began the delicate process of shaving them. She worked meticulously, her hand steady despite her mirth. Each stroke of the blade brought a quiver from Liam, a silent testament to his anxiety.

“Relax, Liam,” she said, her voice dripping with faux sweetness. “It’s just a little trim. It’ll make you look… cleaner.”

Sandy’s eyes gleamed with mischief as she began to manipulate his tiny member with a gentle touch that was almost mocking. She took her time, carefully shaving the sparse, dark hair that surrounded it, her movements deliberate and precise. Each stroke of the razor sent a jolt of electricity through Liam’s body, his nerves raw with anticipation and trepidation. Despite his fear of embarrassment, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement as she touched him so intimately.

“There you go,” she murmured, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness. “Looking cleaner already.”

Her fingertips danced around his shaft, playing a silent tune that seemed to resonate with every inch of his being. Sandy’s touch was surprisingly gentle, belying the wicked glint in her eyes as she took in his reaction. Each stroke was calculated, a dance of precision that had Liam squirming with a mix of embarrassment and unexpected pleasure. Her movements grew bolder as she pretended to admire her handiwork, her thumb brushing against the sensitive skin of his cock.

“Just stay still,” she instructed, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to echo in the quiet room. “Let’s make sure we don’t miss any spots.”

Liam nodded, his body rigid as a statue, trying his best to keep his arousal at bay. Sandy’s touch had a strange effect on him, one that was both comforting and unsettling. He watched as she wiped away the excess shaving cream with a warm, damp towel, her movements slow and deliberate. He couldn’t help but feel exposed, his vulnerability laid bare for his best friend to see.

Just as she was about to start on the final touches, her phone buzzed on the coffee table. She glanced over at the screen, her smile growing wider. “Oops,” she said, her eyes flicking back to Liam. “It’s Judy. I’ve gotta take this.”

Liam’s heart skipped a beat. “Judy? Now?”

Sandy nodded, her smile mischievous as she swiped to answer the call. She held a finger to her lips, silencing his protests. “Hey, girl,” she purred into the phone, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “What’s up?”

Liam felt his face heat up as he tried to cover himself with a cushion, his ears straining to catch snippets of the conversation. He heard Sandy’s laughter, the sound of her voice rising and falling in a way that made his stomach knot with a peculiar mix of excitement and dread. She was speaking in hushed tones, but her words were clear enough to make out.

“…so we did it,” she was saying. “It’s all set up. Yes, I know, it’s going to be epic.”

Liam’s heart sank as he realized Sandy had moved just out of his earshot, her voice a low murmur as she spoke into the phone. He felt a sudden panic rise in his chest. What was she telling Judy? What kind of plan?

“Alright, I’ve gotta go,” Sandy said, hanging up with a wink at Liam. “It’s all set. You’re gonna love it.”

Liam’s mind raced with questions, his anxiety reaching new heights. “What did you do?” he demanded, his voice high-pitched and desperate.

Sandy just chuckled, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “You’ll see,” she said, patting his knee with feigned innocence. “It’s all for the best, trust me.”

Liam gulped, his cock now fully erect despite his nerves. He couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of excitement mixed with fear at the unknown. Sandy had always been the wild card in their friendship, the one to push boundaries and challenge norms. But this? This was something entirely new.

Sandy saw his expression and laughed lightly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Don’t worry, Liam. It’ll be fine,” she said, her voice a soothing balm to his anxiety. Inside, she couldn’t help but find the whole situation hilariously ironic. Her best friend, the shy, introverted comic book enthusiast, was now lying naked before her, his tiny cock in her hand, while she pretended to be a hair stylist for the day.

But before she could elaborate on her mysterious plan, a knock at the door interrupted them. She feigned surprise, glancing over her shoulder at the clock on the wall. It was still early, not the time for unexpected visitors. “Hold on,” she told him, her voice a playful sing-song. “Someone’s here. Don’t you dare cover up,” she added, pointing at his fully shaved crotch. “It needs to air dry.”

Liam’s heart raced as he heard her footsteps retreat, the door swing open, and the murmur of hushed voices. He could make out the sound of someone else in the room, but his focus remained fixed on the couch cushion he held awkwardly in front of himself. His mind reeled with the possibilities of who could be on the other side of that door, and what they might think of the scene they were about to walk in on.

The next moment, Sandy’s face appeared again, her grin so wide it looked like it might split in two. “Hey, Judy,” she called out, her voice carrying the excitement of someone who’d just played the ultimate prank. “You’re just in time.”

Liam’s heart skipped a beat as he heard the sound of familiar footsteps approaching. He looked up to see Judy standing in the doorway, her eyes widening in delight at the sight of him lying exposed on the couch. “What’s going on?” she asked, a hint of mischief in her voice.

Sandy stepped aside, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Oh, just a little makeover for Liam here,” she said casually, gesturing towards his freshly shaved crotch. “He was feeling a bit inadequate, so I offered to help him out.”

Judy’s eyes darted downward, and she couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up. “What have you done to him?” she asked, her voice a mix of shock and amusement.

Sandy winked at Liam, her laughter ringing out like a bell. “Just a little grooming, that’s all,” she said, her tone light and teasing. “I figured if he’s going to try to win your heart, he’s got to look his best.”

Judy’s cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink as she took in the sight before her. Liam’s cock, shaved down to almost nothing, did indeed look like a child’s, and she couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of pity and amusement. She had known Liam since they were kids, and while she had never seen him like this before, she had always considered him a good friend. The idea of him being self-conscious about his size was both endearing and slightly pathetic.

“Oh, Liam,” she said, her voice tinged with a hint of laughter. “What did she talk you into?”

Liam’s face burned with embarrassment, his heart racing as he tried to form words. “It’s not what it looks like,” he stammered, his eyes darting between Sandy and Judy.

Judy’s laughter filled the room, a melodious sound that seemed to make the situation even more unbearable. She stepped closer to the couch, her eyes locked on his shaved, pathetic excuse for a manhood. “Oh, Liam,” she said, shaking her head. “It’s so… tiny.”

Liam felt his face burn with humiliation. “It’s not that small,” he protested weakly, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Oh, come on,” Sandy said, her eyes gleaming with amusement. “It’s like a baby carrot down there.”

At Sandy’s words, a bead of precum leaked from the tip of Liam’s cock, his face flushing a deeper shade of red. He felt a strange mix of mortification and arousal, his body betraying him in the most humiliating way possible. Judy couldn’t help but stifle a giggle, her eyes dancing with mirth. “It’s okay, Liam,” she said, her voice gentle. “We all have our quirks.”

Sandy knelt beside the couch, her eyes on the glistening drop. “Looks like someone’s excited,” she teased, her voice a low purr that seemed to vibrate in the air. She reached out and gently wiped it away with her thumb, bringing it to her lips to taste. “Mmm, salty,” she said, winking at him.

Liam’s body responded against his will, his cock twitching slightly. He felt a wave of embarrassment crash over him as Judy’s eyes went wide with surprise. “Sandy,” he hissed, his face a furious shade of red.

But Sandy just shrugged, her smile never wavering. “What?” she said, all innocence. “I’m just trying to help you out. You know, give you that extra edge.”

Judy’s eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze flickering between Liam’s tiny cock and his mortified face. “Sandy,” she said, her voice taking on a serious tone. “You know I only date grown men.”

Sandy’s grin widened. “Oh, I know,” she said, her eyes glinting with mischief. “But Liam here is trying to be one, aren’t you?”

Liam felt his heart sink further, his cock twitching in response to Judy’s words. “It’s not like that,” he sputtered, his voice barely above a whisper. “I just… I thought it would make a difference.”

Judy’s laughter grew softer, her eyes shimmering with amusement as she stepped closer to the couch. “Liam,” she said, her tone gentle but firm. “You’re a sweet guy, but size matters.”

Liam’s heart plummeted, his cock giving a pathetic twitch in agreement. “I know,” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

Judy leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with a hint of something that looked suspiciously like pity. “And, Liam,” she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, “you’re not really a man if you can’t even fill a teaspoon.”

Sandy couldn’t help but snicker at the visual, her hand still resting gently on Liam’s thigh. The poor guy looked ready to crawl into a hole and die, his cock pulsing with the effort of trying to rise to the occasion despite the overwhelming embarrassment. “It’s okay, Liam,” she said, her voice soothing despite her laughter. “It’s just a little teasing.”

But Liam wasn’t in the mood for her jokes. His face was a mask of humiliation, his cock a silent testament to his inadequacies. “You guys are just making fun of me,” he murmured, his voice barely a whisper.

Sandy’s smile didn’t falter. “No, Liam,” she said, her voice taking on a serious tone. “We’re just keeping it real. And speaking of real, you’d better not cum unless you want to eat it.”

Liam’s eyes bulged with shock. “What?!” he exclaimed, his cock twitching at the thought.

Sandy’s smile grew more devilish. “You heard me,” she said, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “If you cum, you clean up. And by clean up, I mean eat it.”

Judy watched the exchange with a mix of fascination and amusement. It was strange, but she couldn’t help the flicker of desire that danced in her belly at the thought of watching him cum and then being forced to swallow his seed.

“What?” Liam stuttered, his cock jerking in response to the sudden turn of events. “You can’t be serious.”

Sandy’s eyes held his, her smile unwavering. “Oh, I’m dead serious,” she said, her voice a silky purr. “You want to be a man? Prove it.”

Judy nodded in agreement, her eyes shimmering with amusement. “Yeah, Liam,” she said, her voice a sweet taunt. “A real man can control his body. So go on, show us what you’ve got.”

Liam’s cock pulsed with the challenge, his mind racing. He had never been in a situation like this before, his best friend and his crush watching him with such a mix of amusement and expectation. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. He knew it was a ridiculous dare, one that was almost guaranteed to fail. But the idea of proving himself to them, of showing them that he was more than just a shy, insecure boy with a tiny cock, was too tempting to resist. “It’s easy,” he thought, “just hold it, don’t cum like a loser, just don’t cum” he said to himself.

Sandy and Judy exchanged glances, their smiles wicked. They knew the power of psychological play, and they were both enjoying watching Liam squirm. “Come on, Liam,” Sandy said, her voice a seductive whisper. “You can do it.”

Judy mimed an explosion with her fingers, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “Better not blow your load too soon,” she quipped, her voice a playful taunt that sent a shiver down Liam’s spine.

The tension in the room grew palpable, the air thick with the scent of challenge and embarrassment. Liam’s cock, though minuscule, was pulsing with a mix of arousal and anxiety. He took a deep breath, his eyes locked on Judy’s smiling face. He was so close to giving in, so close to the sweet release that his body craved. But the dare had been laid down, and he couldn’t bear the thought of failing in front of the two women he cared about most.

And then, it happened. The mimed explosion from Judy’s fingers was like a silent gunshot, and Liam’s cock responded with a betrayal so swift and sudden, it was over before he could even process it. A tiny, almost comical spurt of cum shot out, landing on his stomach with a barely audible sound. The room fell silent, the only sound the erratic thumping of Liam’s heart.

Judy’s eyes went wide with shock, and she couldn’t hold back her laughter. Sandy’s grin grew even wider as she leaned in closer, her eyes gleaming with victory. “Looks like someone’s a premature little firecracker,” she said, her voice a delighted whisper.

Liam’s face was a picture of horror as he stared down at the tiny puddle of cum on his stomach. “I can’t believe this,” he murmured, his voice laced with despair.

Sandy’s laughter was uncontrollable, her body shaking with mirth as she pointed at the pathetic display. “You couldn’t even wait for the real thing,” she said, her eyes gleaming with victory.

Liam’s face was a picture of pure mortification as he stared at the tiny blob of cum on his stomach. “This isn’t funny,” he muttered, his voice tight with humiliation.

But Sandy and Judy couldn’t stop their laughter. It was as if the universe had conspired to create the most awkward and embarrassing moment possible. “Oh, Liam,” Sandy said, wiping a tear from her eye. “You’re so adorable when you’re… inadequate.”

Judy’s laughter subsided into a grin as she reached for the spoon on the coffee table. Without breaking eye contact with Liam, she dipped it into the tiny pool of cum on his stomach, the silver glinting in the soft light of the room. “Looks like you’ve got yourself a little snack,” she said, her voice still filled with mirth.

Liam’s eyes grew wide with shock as she held the spoon out to him, her amusement clear. “You can’t be serious,” he murmured, his voice tight with humiliation.

“Oh, but I am,” Judy said, her smile wicked. She held the spoon closer, the tiny dollop of cum quivering slightly. “You made the mess, Liam. It’s only fair you clean it up.”

With a trembling hand, Liam reached out and took the spoon, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. He brought it to his mouth, his heart racing as he hovered just over the sticky substance. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to block out the sound of Sandy and Judy’s laughter. The taste was bitter, a stark reminder of his failure. But as he swallowed, he heard a sudden intake of breath from Sandy. He opened his eyes to find her staring at him with a look that was no longer purely amused but tinged with something else.

The room had grown eerily quiet, the only sound the clinking of the spoon against his teeth. He looked up to find both girls watching him with a strange mix of shock and fascination. Sandy’s eyes were wide, her hand covering her mouth to hold back another burst of laughter. Judy’s grin had softened, her eyes glinting with something that looked like respect.

With trembling fingers, Liam brought the spoon to his mouth and licked off his cum. The taste was bitter and salty, a stark contrast to the sweetness of the shaving cream still lingering on his skin. The girls watched in stunned silence as he swallowed, his cheeks flaming red.

Sandy was the first to break the silence, her laughter bubbling over like a shaken soda. “Oh my god, Liam,” she gasped, wiping her eyes. “That was… wow. I didn’t think you’d actually do it.”

Judy’s smile grew sly as she watched his humiliation. “Well,” she said, her voice dripping with mock sweetness, “now that you’ve had a taste, maybe you’ll understand why we prefer a bigger meal.”

Sandy couldn’t hold back her laughter any longer. She doubled over, her body shaking with the force of her giggles. “Oh, Liam,” she gasped between breaths, “you really know how to entertain.”

 

The End.

 

 

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