The Towel that changed my Life
An SPH Experience by b2718n.
Anyway, a few weeks into my first semester of college, I went to the college fitness center because my roommate and some of his friends invited me to play racquetball, and it sounded fun. My roommate was very much the cocky jock type of frat bro that loved to talk about how many girls he’s slept with. His friends were pretty much the same type, but you could tell they kinda followed him. We had all talked about girls and stuff before, and I had told them I was still a virgin essentially because I was homeschooled, and they all said they would help me get laid before the end of the semester. And I was excited about that. Anyway, I wore gym clothes to the facility and brought some clothes to change into afterward. After we played for a while, we got hungry and decided to go to the dining hall for food, but some of the guys, myself included, didn’t want to go all sweaty, so we decided to shower first.
I had brought my own towel in my bag, but didn’t realize until I got there that you could check out towels from the fitness center with your student ID. If you didn’t return them, your student account got charged for the towel. I checked out a towel so I wouldn’t have to use my own, then put my bag in a locker. The showers were at the other end of the locker room past the toilets. They were essentially each a single stall with a curtain. Right outside the shower on the wall was a hook to hang your towel, but there was nowhere to hang or put any clothes, so I went back to my locker, put my new clothes back in the locker, wrapped the fitness center towel around my waist, took my underwear off under the towel, and then walked back to the shower. After I got out of the shower, I took off my towel and hung it on the hook outside.
At some point while I was showering, some asshole took my towel off the hook, and I now had no towel except for the one I brought that was still in my locker. When I reached for the towel on the hook and didn’t feel it, I peeked out from behind the shower curtain to see if it had fallen to the floor, but it was nowhere to be found. I wondered if it was a prank, if someone needed a towel and just stole mine, or if someone thought it was theirs for some reason. I was both pissed and also really nervous about having to essentially walk through the entire locker room completely naked and wet to get to my towel in the locker. After a couple of minutes of trying to figure out any other way, I just accepted it and walked completely naked back to the locker area. Luckily, no one else was in the shower area, and I didn’t run into anyone going through the bathrooms. However, when I turned the corner into the locker area, my roommate and his friends were there, having just finished showering also.
My roommate and two of his friends were still naked and drying off while one of them had gotten his underwear on by now. They turned and saw me standing there wet and naked, and all of them immediately started laughing. At first I thought they were simply laughing because I was naked without a towel, but then my eyes looked down, and the reason they were laughing instantly hit me like fucking truck: they all had these big, thick, heavy-hanging cocks. My eyes were as wide as a dinner plate, and I literally could not look away because I was absolutely dumbstruck at how huge their cocks were. I had no idea whatsoever that penises could get that big.
I thought all penises were all like mine! I don’t know how long I stared, but it felt like forever until one of them said, “What’s wrong, never seen a dick that hangs like that?”
My roommate, still giggling, pointed down at my crotch, looked at one of his friends, and said, “Bro, that is the tiniest little dick I have ever seen!”
And his friend replied, “Dude… there’s no way we’ll be able to get him laid. He’s fucked!”
I was still wet and getting cold, and my tiny dick turtled up, and they all just blasted out laughing with the guy in his underwear saying, “Dude, it looks like a fucking acorn!”
I realized I needed to get my clothes on now, but the intense feeling of humiliation and shame deep in my gut had frozen me. I finally went to my locker and was trying to open the combination lock, but my brain was too focused on the realization that I had just discovered my dick was tiny to concentrate on the lock, and I kept fumbling it. As I stood there trying to focus, I felt this bizarre feeling of hot eroticism mixed with the humiliation, and I looked down and realized my dick had now become rock hard, all three short inches sticking straight out. What I hadn’t noticed was that all the guys except my roommate had already gotten dressed and were walking out of the locker room. I got the lock open and opened my locker, digging frantically in my bag for my underwear, when my roommate came up right beside me, still naked because he was enjoying showing off, I assume.
I looked down so I didn’t have to look at him and saw his huge dick next to mine and realized his was still bigger soft than mine when hard. He put his hand on my shoulder and said, “It’s okay, buddy, you might not be able to get laid, but I’ll let you watch me fuck girls in the room. Some chicks are into that.”
In an attempt to regain some sense of manhood, I said, confidently, “And what if I do have a girl come over?”
To which he shot back, “I’ll fuck her for you, too.”
I felt so small and inadequate, and for some reason I loved it and have been into sph and cuckolding ever since.
I didn’t go to dinner with them because I was too mindfucked. That night, when my roommate came back to the room, I asked him, “Do you think the other guys will tell anyone about…” I didn’t know how to complete the sentence.
“Your babydick?” he said, finishing the sentence for me.
“Yeah,” I said, reluctant at the implied agreement with the term babydick.
He said, “Do you want them to?”
I felt like he somehow knew that I was secretly finding all this really hot in some strange way. I never answered yes or no, and he never said whether they would tell anyone, and we left it at that. From that point on, none of them, including my roommate, ever mentioned my size to me again, save for one time, and I have no idea if any of them ever told anyone.
He never fucked a girl in front of me like he said he would, but he did have girls over all the time at night and would wait till he thought I was asleep to have sex with them. I faked being asleep, and over the three of my four years in school that I lived with him, I listened to him fuck dozens of girls while I quietly jerked off under the covers. I loved that feeling of only the hung guy getting to fuck while the tiny dick virgin can only pathetically jerk his shrimp while jealously listening to them.
Many times I would barely open my eyes if I thought they couldn’t see and watch them fuck or watch a girl suck his huge dick and see the look on their faces when they saw how big it was. I wanted that sooo bad! God, I was so jealous of his huge cock. He could plow the hell out of some pussy. I think he only once knew I was watching, as one time he was fucking this girl doggy style and very briefly looked straight at me once when I had my eyes slightly open.
After I quickly closed them, he said to the girl, “You love a big fat dick in you, don’t you?”
She didn’t answer the way I had hoped, but it was still such a hot, humiliating feeling.
The next day he said to me something like, “Bro, I fucked the shit outa that girl last night. Hope I didn’t wake you up. Her pussy was so tight, too. But little boys like you wouldn’t know anything about that, would they?”
I didn’t say it out loud, but in my head I answered, ‘Yes, Sir.”’
I wanted so bad to ask him to let me watch him fuck a girl while I jerked off and they both made fun of my tiny dick, but I didn’t dare to do it. And I fantasized about sucking his dick clean after fucking a girl. That was the last time he ever commented on my dick size, about a year after the locker room event.
I remained a total virgin the entire four years I was in college because I loved that feeling of having never had sex, a blowjob, or even a handjob while listening/watching him get pussy multiple times a week. I had a different roommate during my last year because my original roommate transferred to another school. He had a girlfriend that lived off campus, so she never came to the dorm, and he never saw me naked.
I got way more into guys during my last year than girls, but was still a virgin when I graduated. I never heard from my first roommate again or from any of his friends. I wonder if maybe sometimes they still think about my tiny dick and laugh.
I ended up paying $15 for that damn towel I never got back. And I never found out who took it, unknowingly causing the evolution of my entire sexual identity.
The End.

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