The Small Dick Club: SPH-THEMED STORIES

Lost my clothes, dignity, and girlfriend at a frat party…

It was a cold November or December night in late 2000. My girlfriend Nancy and I were both nineteen, college sophomores. The only thing was that we went to different schools. She had just finished pledging her sorority, and we were going to her first party as official Kappas.

We arrived at the Frat house together. The place was already pulsing with loud music, laughter, and red plastic cups. Over fifty people filled the space, all of whom I didn’t know except Nancy and a couple of her sisters. Nancy, tipsy and glowing with that “I finally belong” energy, seemed to know everyone.

Nancy started moving from person to person as I tried to keep up with her. She was always pleasant in nature, and everyone seemed to enjoy her company…especially the guys there. I saw many intoxicated frat bros looking sideways at her face, chest, and cute little butt that she squeezed tight into a pair of yoga pants.

My Nancy looked fucking good, while I felt a little uncomfortable watching over twenty-five drunk guys foam at the mouth over her.

As we got settled in, we saw some were having a quiet discussion in a corner. Then, one of them yelled out a wild idea. A big game of strip beer pong. Guys versus girls. Laughter broke out, and soon they were forming teams. It ultimately became a five-on-five match, as most either ignored them or simply shied away from them.

When Nancy was asked to join, she eagerly agreed, as she was drunk enough to treat it as harmless fun. I was very reluctant, as I have a tiny penis. I felt like I was forced to agree because if you didn’t play, you had to leave the room. There was no way I was leaving my girlfriend in there alone with naked people.

Twelve people, six on each side. The rules were simple, but the stakes turned out to be much higher than I ever expected.

We lost badly. As the crowd grew, so did my anxiety. The room flooded with people, when someone opened the door and shouted out, “It’s naked time.”

Apparently, now everyone was interested in the game. Laughter, chants, and playful teasing ensued as the six of us losers stood up on a makeshift stage with one more piece of cloth to go. They usually only used the stage for bands and charity events they would hold, but said this was a special occasion and made us all get up there.

Standing there only in boxers, I never felt more scared or exposed in my life. I felt a wave of apprehension, as my “biggest” flaw was about to be revealed to more strangers than I had ever been around. I felt totally overwhelmed by the humility of being compared to the guys standing next to me, who were clearly much better.

Bodies than I had.

I never worked out back then, so I had no real muscle tone, with a slight belly. The other guys were ripped. I looked over and counted six-pack after six-pack after six-pack after six-pack after six-pack. My blood pressure rose to its highest level ever.

Diana shushed the crowd, then had everyone there make drumroll sounds as we bent over to drop our “panties,” as the sisters called them.

We bent back up, and there was absolute silence. A few “damns,” and “holy shits.” Then, snickers. Followed by an absurd amount of laughter. They were all looking and pointing at me and my shriveled, acorn penis. It looked like a pig in a blanket compared to the impressive cocks next to me.

They were all over double soft, as hard. My head was spinning at what was going on, and I was shaking. My little guy had barely any pubic hair on it, with hairless little grape balls. You see, I have a testosterone deficiency due to Pituitary gland issues.

I looked over at Nancy, who was oblivious to it, but was looking down with her lip bit hard at the bigger dicks. She catches me out of the corner of her eye and looks at me with a sad, apathetic, “poor baby” face. I was humiliated, and the jokes continued.

People yelled out, “Damn, dude, you piss on your balls?” “Yo, did you even go through puberty?” “That’s a fucking midget dick.”

Evidently, Nancy told her eleven elder sisters that I was lacking in endowment.

Amber, Nancy’s other sister, yelled out, “Damn Nan, you said he was tiny, but Jesus, Danny boy. Every one of my vibrators is bigger than you. Even the little four-inch one I used to pop my cherry.”

The other guys quickly voted for me to be the ultimate loser and remain nude for the duration of the party, as I was the “newcomer.” I started hyperventilating, arguing that it was never agreed upon before the match. They said that’s what they were talking about in the corner when Nancy and I first got there.

I protested desperately, but nothing worked as they took all my clothes and hid them from me. There was nothing I could do about it. The vote was final, and I had no choice but to accept it.

The laughter wasn’t just from strangers anymore — I saw Nancy crack a few uneasy laughs at some jokes aimed at me in her drunken daze. She unsuccessfully tried to play the laughs off as coughs, so she just started cracking up with every joke they threw at me.

I almost cried, feeling embarrassed beyond belief.

What made matters worse was when I looked over at Nancy again. She looked completely goofy-eyed, not realizing she was drooling out of the corners of her mouth. She was entranced, gawking wide-mouthed at their clearly superior cocks.

Nancy ignored me entirely while she was clearly checking them up, down, and all over. Tongue literally quivering with fire in her eyes that I had never seen before.

After twenty or so minutes, the sorority head, Diana Nancy’s official big sister, and the five studs came over to me and Nancy. Diana said, “We thought it over, and you look absolutely miserable, Peewee. So, we’re going to give you an opportunity to get your clothes back.”

I asked, “How?”

Diana looked at me sinisterly and said…”Ok, baby dick, you will play pong again, five on one. Each one of the other losers gets a shot in a rotation vs you, until either side sinks five shots — as long as you wager Nancy’s tight little pussy on it to whomever the sorority chooses…

I said, “What the hell kinda shit is that?” But before I could tell Diana to fuck off, drunk ass Nancy yelled out.

“Deal, you got this baby,” with a snicker. The crowd roared with jubilation. I played, but my hands were shaking. I wasn’t just nervous, I was terrified. I was surrounded by people who thought my shame was entertainment…even Nancy.

They didn’t even break a sweat as they crushed me five-one. The crowd cheered like it was a championship win, and I just stood there — broken, small, and numb. The jokes started back up. They grew meaner, and I felt trapped in a bad dream that wouldn’t end.

Nancy looked over at me, and all I saw was a mix of pity and discomfort. But she was also intrigued with anticipation.

I watched, scared, as Nancy’s sisters were jumping up and down, acting giddily. They voted quickly, as each one yelled out, “Macho,” the fraternity president. A tall Spanish senior, twenty-two, who was a legitimate heart throb with a crazy eight-pack.

He was also unmistakably the biggest endowed. It was over seven inches soft and just under ten inches hard (apparently). Thick like the end of a baseball bat, too.

Macho jumped up and said, “Fuck yeah, I wanted that chick ever since I caught her stripping me with her eyes in the library the other day.” Nancy’s eyes widened, and she turned away from me like she was embarrassed by what he said. I was left standing there, slack-jawed and naked.

Macho started slowly, shedding his remaining clothes as Nancy watched intently. He intimidatingly popped his huge junk up and down a bunch of times at Nancy, while looking me in the eye. He was flipping me off with both hands and smiling smugly, the asshole.

Nancy was in a daze at that point and didn’t even acknowledge my presence. It was heartbreaking.

As desperate and pathetic as I was, I had to helplessly watch in horror as my girlfriend of over three and a half years went upstairs with an undeniable “Spanish God.” A guy who clearly had me and my under three and a quarter inches dwarfed.

Macho actually shook my whole body when he snapped at Nancy hard and loud. “Pick Goliath up and lead me to my room bitch.” She completely ignored his rudeness and howled three times like a chihuahua.

Then my sweet little Nancy gladly snatched his python with both hands, as one of them couldn’t fit around it. She was speaking to me when she said, “A bet’s a bet, Danny, and you lost, sorry.” Her eyes were still locked on Macho’s “Polla Grande,” as he called it.

Nancy was staring wide-eyed at his veiny, completely shaven monster. She walked upstairs backwards because she refused to stop staring at it.

Macho then looks at me with a shit-eating grin and yells for one of his frat brothers to throw over the bottle of lube they kept in a drawer.

He then says to me, “Judging by that tic tac in front of you, bro, I’m gonna need a lot of this.”

They faded up the stairs, and all I could do was just stand there and watch it all unfold, as I had lost…My clothes, my self-respect, and my sweet, innocent Nancy.

My mind was racing and going insane like never before. I kept wondering what was going on up there, as people continued to taunt me.

I was completely numb to the words after a little while, as I was continuously checking my phone to see how much time had passed since they left. Time went by slowly as I wasn’t thinking of anything other than my sweet, pure girlfriend.

I still couldn’t leave, as they said they wouldn’t give me my clothes back until Nancy and her new “daddy,” as they called Macho, were done.

Diana yells out, “Why the fuck do you think we call him Macho, Thumbelina?” “He’s the best fuck ever. He’s already made complete sluts out of all of us Kappa elders, and this was our chance to have our new little sis Nan enjoy his enormous churro too, you pin dick dipshit.”

She continued, “I’m guessing by the stories she’s told all of us, you’re the worst fuck you pathetic little bitch. Nan told us that you can’t even last more than a few minutes, loser. A single tear dropped from my eye as I felt betrayed by Nancy. Then they laughed even more.

There was music playing loud, so nothing was heard from the two of them, thankfully, as they were on the second floor on the opposite side of the house…Or so I was told.

About twenty minutes after they went up, the sisters turned the music off. Then we heard it…The clear sounds of bed springs creaking, followed by deep grunts from Macho. Then I heard squeaks and squeals that I’ve never heard before coming from Nancy’s sweet little mouth…from the floor above.

So many thoughts flooded my head, especially after seeing how fucking huge he was. I couldn’t stop thinking about how she would react to something that big. My curiosity was quickly answered.

We eventually heard hard grunting, like a couple of goddamn boars. Over the next handful of minutes, we heard whimpers. Whimpers turned to moans, moans to screams, screams to floor-shaking orgasms.

Other people in the house started to line up outside “their” room, hooking up while listening to them in the heat of passion. They counted out a few massive orgasms Nancy had had so far.

Someone kept adjusting the volume up and down every few minutes. It was left sitting there listening to her scream out how she loved his huge cock and how she’s never felt like this before.

Nancy even yelled “I love you” a few times, which just crushed me. I was left standing there, feeling more pathetic than I ever had. Head spinning, almost crying with my thumb dick as hard as a rock after hearing all that.

I actually came a little bit without touching myself. Nancy told Macho in a deep, powerful voice, “I’m yours, baby, I’m yours from now on, my pussy belongs to Macho.” A few tiny spurts of jizz, basically leaked out and down between my feet. My cum-shots are very weak and don’t travel far. I asked for tissues.

Diana said, “Ok, but only if you yell out ‘I’m a pin dick loser, and Nancy deserves the fucking she’s getting up there. Especially from a much bigger, better, badder man who fucks longer, harder, and faster than this little boy ever could.'”

I lost most of my voice from fear of everything going on around me, so I tried saying it softly. The sisters kept telling me louder and louder until I yelled it all out as best as I could remember. What came out was a very limp voice that cracked a little due to mouth dryness, which made them laugh even more.

Diana then threw a bunch of tissues at me and laughed as I cleaned myself up, and my dick finally shrank back almost inside me because of the weather.

Nancy and Macho finally came down after over forty-five minutes of a loud fuck-fest, where they literally shook the ceiling.

Someone who was listening outside Macho’s room comes running down the stairs and yells out, “The lovers are coming, the lovers are coming.” “He’s finally finished with her.”

They turned the music off again. I look up and see the two of them coming down the long staircase. Diana made everyone clap for the new “lovebirds,” as she put it, so the room filled with applause. Nancy shyly smiled, then waved at people like she was a Disney princess.

Nancy’s legs looked wobbly and weak. She was clinging onto Macho’s jacked arm hard with one hand, while massaging an apparent sore throat with the other. I even admitted to myself that it really appeared she needed to be held up. She looked exhausted, as her makeup was smudged and running down her face.

Nancy asked her other sister, Kendra, for a bottle of water. She drank most of it as she seemed severely dehydrated. She was still clearly in ecstasy mode, making wide googly eyes at Macho. Her mouth was open, and her tongue was slightly sticking out. She was still rubbing her throat, trying to catch her breath.

I got hard again when Nancy started kissing Macho’s neck and tracing lines on his abs, as he still had his shirt off. I could see he was glistening with sweat. He was also arrogantly showing off the scratches and bite marks my girlfriend made all over his body to his frat bros.

I guess Nancy thought I left because she didn’t even look around for me. She just kept looking up at Macho with puppy dog eyes like he was a fucking rockstar.

Nancy sees Diana, and her face lights up. She says, “Thank you so much for picking Macho, like seriously.” “That was such a huge fucking cock.” I never heard her say cock before that night.

With a serious face, Nancy tells Diana, “I was just devirginized for real.” “Eric never got that far in, and I just lied to him that I was satisfied.”

Everyone looked at me quietly, smiling devilishly like a pack of hyenas. Nancy had no filter whatsoever anymore, as she was still drunk and laughing at me and my “nub”.

Nancy was speaking rather loudly when she said to Diana, “My pussy hurts so much right now, and I can’t really feel my legs.”

Diana said, “I know, we all fucked him too. Took each of us a couple of hours to walk normally again and about a week to let our pussies fully recover. You’ll be fine. How many orgasms did you have? Macho keeps an orgasm log for all his conquests.”

Nancy replied, “Nine.” “Macho wrote down each of the positions he made me cum in while I was recovering.” “Here, look.” Then, Nancy hands Diana a sheet of paper.

“Damn, Nan, he wrecked you good,” Diana says. “I’m crazy jealous, and now you’re his new record holder. Your nine is truly impressive, as I had the most previously, with six.” The sisters clapped immensely for Nancy, saying she’s a true legend. Nancy had an ear-to-ear smile.

Then Nancy’s other sister, Margo, said, “Now give us your panties so Macho can put them up on his ‘wall of fame.'”

Nancy says with lust in her eyes, “They’re already on it.” “Macho lifted me and let me pin them up myself.”

Macho looks at Nancy and asks, “Who owns these panties?”

Nancy looked up and seductively yelled out, “Macho, Macho, MACHO!” “You own my panties, my pussy, and whatever else you want, Papi.”

Macho said, “Damn straight bitch,” which made Nancy moan loud.

Nancy was just beaming with pride when Diana pulled her in for a long kiss. Then winks at Nancy and says, “I think I could get Macho and some of his brothers together for a little ‘group project’ if that suits you.

Nancy gave Diana a crooked smile, licked her lips, and said, “Maybe, maybe not.” Then her eyes widened again as she said, “Just kidding, definitely,” with massive joy in her voice. They kissed again and laughed as they looked feverishly at the frat guys.

Nancy finally looks around, sees me, and acts shocked. She seemed surprised I was still there. She slowly pulled her arm away from Macho like she didn’t want to. She then walks over to me unsteadily. She was leaning on the wall, supported by people who were just standing there.

Nancy really seemed to need it too, as her legs looked like they had tapped out.

She asked me, “Why are you still here and naked?”

I told her, “They wouldn’t give me my clothes back or let me leave until Macho was ‘finished with you.'” She cracked a little smirk and then started talking to me about her day as if nothing had happened.

I told her, “Don’t bother trying to be cordial, we heard enough of you two together having ‘fun.'” I used real air quotes for dramatic effect, for whatever reason.

Nancy just rolled her eyes and seemed surprised, but not fazed or shaken at all. She said, “I figured some people would hear.” “This was easily the loudest I’ve ever been…by a long shot.” “No offense, Daniel.” She gleefully admitted that with an open-mouthed smile.

The cherry on top was when Nancy told me, “The only reason I ever slept with you is because your dick is small, safe, and couldn’t really hurt me.”

Nancy was just adding to my embarrassment by continuing to laugh at my shame with almost no remorse.

She was too drunk to care anymore and belted out, “No one’s ever come close to fucking my tiny little white pussy like ‘that hunk of man’ over there,” as she pointed to Macho.

Her voice was still hoarse from whatever. She was obviously ogling that a-hole from across the room, while barely standing next to and talking to me. Nancy didn’t look my way once as she continued to breathe heavily.

I felt Nancy’s body heat from a couple of feet away and thought she reeked of sex. She was still sweating, panting slightly, and clearly still in a state of serious heat.

Then Macho looks at me with another ear-to-ear smile. “Dude, she was so fucking tight…WAS.” “Man, you should’ve seen her gagging on my cock like it fuckin’ owed her money.”

He continued, “Shoulda’ seen that bulge too.” “I made her throat look like she swallowed a trophy fish.” “I was so far down there, I thought I was gonna reach her stomach.”. “Then I turned her around and reached it from the other end.”

“That’s right, little man, all ten glorious inches of my tree trunk stuffed in her formerly tight pussy. I definitely moved some of her organs around, too.”

“I really do think I touched this bitch’s heart tonight, man…with my cock”

“Man, she was so worked up, she even let me finger that cute pink asshole and nut in her mouth…three times.” “This bitch swallowed so much jizz I thought she was gonna drown.” “There’s so much jizz in her, we’re just going to call her ‘Cream Puff'”

Then Nancy replied, “I almost did, Papi,” making me almost puke from hearing my girlfriend call some other guy Papi.

Macho then stood up on a couch, looked at me with a wicked grin, and declared — “That’s right, little boy, that’s what a real man can do.” “Make bitches like her (Nancy) do whatever the fuck we want, right bitch?”

Nancy smiled brightly and said, “Yup yup”, as I just looked at her with a frown.

Macho said, “She’s a good little slut too, and swallowed what she could…each time.” “She made out with my cock over and over, milking every drop of my seed she could outta me.” “Then, she looked up at me with those big, beautiful green eyes and said this.” He whispered in Nancy’s ear, and her eyes widened with a glint in each.

Nancy drops to her knees in front of Macho. She then says in a loud and proud voice, “Thank you, big dick daddy, for making me feel like a real woman in a way my baby dick boyfriend couldn’t.” “I belong to you now, if you will have me.”

Macho gave me a very condescending grin and said, “I spanked her little white ass so hard she started crying like a faucet.” “I was about to stop, but she told me not to because she’s a ‘Machos’ whore now.”

Nancy’s eyes lit up as she delightfully squealed with approval.

“That butt’s so red it looks like a fucking tomato.” “Show them bitch.” Nancy then turns around with zero thought, as she was clearly his property now, and gingerly pulls her pants down. Her butt was ketchup red, with what appeared to be welts and bruises all over it.

Macho carried on, looking at me. “By the way, baby bitch, we heard you scream about how happy you were that Nancy was getting fucked by a real man, and how you’re a little bitch who can’t throw it down between the sheets.”

“We got a good, hard laugh as we came together…for the fourth time,” he said. “Then we laughed at you some more.” “And by the way…Nancy has almost no gag reflex. You wouldn’t know, though, would ya bitch?” “She said you barely get past her lips.”

“Dude, she also said my thumb’s bigger than yours.” “It’s pretty obvious too, isn’t it?” Macho said, looking down at my dick.

“Damn, his thumb is bigger,” I thought to myself, as the cool air both out and inside the house made my hard-on look like a Vienna sausage.

There he was. The guy who just fucked my sweet, innocent Nancy into oblivion, standing triumphantly as he started laughing at me again. He also gave a thumbs up to both Nancy and me, as he officially cemented his dominance over both of us.

Macho looked over at Nancy, saying, “I’ll see you again in a twenty, bitch,” “I gotta recover first.” That line evidently gave Nancy a big spark because her eyes widened, and a slight moan escaped her now gyrating mouth.

Then something jolted her forward, lifting her onto her tiptoes. Nancy tapped her heels together twice, as she groaned loud and hard with her mouth closed tight. Nancy seemed more excited than ever and appeared to be radiating a glow.

They finally gave me my clothes back, and I went to a corner to change. As I was, I glanced at Nancy. She was visibly shaken and still in an obviously high climactic state. She didn’t even look at me as I was getting dressed.

Nancy was entranced with Macho and completely under his spell at that point, while he was bragging loudly about his most recent “conquest” to his buddies. Macho then got a round of high-fives from the rest of his frat, as Nancy laughed along with the boys.

I finally finished dressing when I couldn’t find my shoes. I asked where they were.

Diana said, “I need you to wait a little bit longer, Mini Me.” The brothers grabbed me and sat me down in the living room as Macho gave me a long rundown of the “mess he made upstairs.”

He said, “I turned that quiet little girl into a bucking bronco slut.” “She kept begging me not to stop,” He then said, “She almost passed out on me a few times, too.” “Eyes in the back of her head as we made love like rabbits.”

Macho added, “She told me repeatedly how much she loves my great big cock, my huge balls, my face, my chiseled stomach, and my very large, warm hands.

He also said, “Bitch loved my ass too, she stuck her tongue in it for a little while.”

Nancy never did that for me, but I guess his ass was nicer.

Macho said, “Your girl was listening to every fucking command I gave her as I fucked her into next month.

The final thing Macho said to me that just killed me was, “By the way, puto, your girlfriend whispered, ‘I love you baby’ in my ear around twenty times.”

I heard they fucked again and again that night after I left. I know this because Macho called me from her cell phone, taunting me, and even left voicemails after I turned my phone off.

He said, “My dawg, Nancy squirt so much tonight, it looks like we had a water balloon fight. “Now I need a new mattress.”

I got home and needed to use the bathroom, so I replayed the noises I had heard earlier. I came almost instantly.

We broke up a couple of days later as she wasn’t reaching out to me. I called her and “we” quickly concluded that we should call it quits. Neither of us could ever look the other in the face again.

Nancy said nothing to me other than “Ok, see ya, sorry this happened to you,” and hung up.

Nancy ended up dating Macho, whose real name was Hector, for a few years before he cheated on her.

Does all this make me a cuckold? Because I usually laugh at those losers.

The End.

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