Read Parts 1 & 2 Here.

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Part 3…

When Tim woke up the next day, he still held Susan’s pink G-string panties to his nose and was rock hard. He got out of bed and didn’t think it was necessary to switch from his open-crotch boxers into something hiding his boner. Susan ordered him to be at full attention any time she wanted it, so what could be wrong with coming with his morning wood out of his room and meeting her in the kitchen? Maybe she’d be pleased to see him like that, and they’d continue straight where they ended last night.

While entering the kitchen, he yawned with his eyes closed, stretching his arms above his head. Susan and two of her girlfriends were sitting at the kitchen table and cheered when they saw him standing there, with his little dick peeking out of his boxers. His face turned deep red immediately, and he ran back into his room. Susan got up and followed him.

“Tiny Timmy, what’s the matter? We already discussed this yesterday. There is no reason to run away. You have morning wood, like millions of other teenagers all over the world. Nothing you have to worry about.”

“But it’s so tiny, Susan…”

“No, no, no, what did I say? How do you call me?”

“ Mistress,” Tim said.

“Correct. Now, what’s your problem?” Susan asked.

“Well, you sit in the kitchen together with two other ladies. Now they saw my little thing.”

“Oh, Tiny Timmy, did you really think we’d keep on doing what we did yesterday for the next few months? I told you I’d help you find your place sexually in this world, but you also have to adapt to that. You’ll have to accept your little babydick. You’ll have to accept that your life will be full of SPH. Yesterday, you accepted it, and did you have fun?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Now, look at your babydick, still rock hard, even though you feel embarrassed to your bones. Humiliation arouses you. Why not deal with it? If you ask me, you don’t have another chance anyway. Now, let’s meet my two friends. I want to introduce you to them.”

“May I get dressed, Mistress?” he asked.

“No, no need to do that for just a few minutes.”

Susan grabbed his hands and held them both behind his back, just like she had arrested him, and pushed him forward into the kitchen. Tim’s little dick stuck out of his boxers, and when the ladies cheered again, the redness in his face got even darker, and it started to burn, but his dick got still even a little harder. Standing at the table, Susan yanked down his boxers and introduced ‘Tiny Timmy’ to her friends Sarah and Bella.

They both were about the same age as Susan and also had a great body for their age. Both wore light summer dresses, which revealed that they had some tiny bikinis underneath, high-heeled mules, and fresh manicures and pedicures. The bikini tops wouldn’t do much to keep their big tits in place, and Tim was sure that their bikini bottoms would show more than they’d hide.

He stood there, naked, his little dick poking out at full attention at four and a half inches, speechless and unable to move. He shivered a bit, and he wondered if it was due to embarrassment or sexual arousal. Probably a combination of both, as he already learned that he gets aroused by humiliation.

“Let’s go out to the pool,” said Susan, “and start with our training.”

“What training, Mistress?” Tim asked bashfully.

“We’re going to find out for how long you’ll be able to worship all three of our bodies while we constantly tease your little dick before you beg us to let you cum,” answered Sarah.

“And we’re going to find out how big the load we will help you produce is,” added Bella.

“Ooh, okay,” mumbled Tim. “I will do whatever my mistresses want.”

“See, I told you, he’s a quick learner. He already calls you Mistresses, too,” Susan said.

They laughed and went out to the pool.

Sarah and Bella took their Sundresses off and, like Tim thought, revealed some of the skimpiest bikinis he’d ever seen. They lay down on a huge lounging pillow, which offered enough room for all four of them. Tim grabbed the sun lotion and started with Bella’s back.

“Very impressive, Susan, and he learned that all in only one day?” Bella said.

“Yes, he only arrived yesterday. Imagine what a fantastic boy he’ll be in a few months,” Susan retorted.

The ladies laughed, and Tim did his Job on Sarah’s and Susan’s backs. When he was done, Sarah placed her feet in Tim’s lap and asked him if he wanted to massage them.

“Yes, Mistress, I’d like to massage them, kiss them, and lick them.”

“And fuck them?” asked Bella.

“If one of my Mistresses asks me to fuck her feet, I’ll gladly do that, but I guess all your desires come first.”

“God damned, Susan, I want to have a little boy like your Tiny Timmy for me, too. He’s perfect,” Bella said.

“Yes, he is. And I’m happily sharing him with you. Tiny Timmy has enough for all three of us.”

Tim started massaging Sarah’s feet while kissing and licking Bella’s feet. Susan played with his little dick and massaged his small balls. It didn’t take long for Tim to feel the urge to cum, but he wanted to show that he could take the teasing, plus he didn’t want to end his desires. He was together with three beautiful ladies, sucking their feet, tits, and pussies, one after the other, again and again. Why should he end this just because of one cumshot?

It was Bella who asked him if he still didn’t want to cum after he had worshipped the ladies for hours now and licked each of them to at least three orgasms each.

Truthfully, Tim answered, “My balls are close to exploding, and they already hurt, but I will take it for as long as my Mistresses desire to tease me and get their pleasure out of it. That’s all that counts.”

“Oh, Tiny Timmy, that’s so self-sacrificing of you. But I think it’s time for us to reward you and give you what you’re aching for. And, as we said in the morning, we want to see how big the load we can build up in those little balls. Plus, we still have the rest of the afternoon and the evening to play around, but I’m also getting hungry, so ladies, let’s see if we did a decent Job. Let’s make Tiny Timmy cum into this measuring cup,” ordered Susan.

Susan showed a Glass with milliliter graduation. “Who wants to give Tiny Timmy a hand?” she asked her friends.

“You already did that yesterday, right, Susan?” asked Sarah.

Susan nodded.

“Bella, let’s do it together. I can’t wait to see that little thing unloading all its pride into the cum jar.”

Bella once more grabbed Tim’s balls and slightly massaged them. At the same time, Sarah fondled his swollen cockhead with her thumb and index finger until uncontrollable twitching announced his cumshot. Sarah placed the cum jar right in front of Tim’s glans, and he pumped for almost 30 seconds all his cum into the jar. A little more than 8 milliliters. The ladies applauded Tim on that big load, leaned back, and watched him coming back to breath and strength.

“So, what do you guys wanna eat? Order some Mexican?” asked Susan.

All agreed. Susan placed the order via the internet, and 30 minutes later, they had a delicious meal.

When done eating, Susan asked if all were ready for Dessert. Sarah and Bella looked questioningly at each other. “Time for round two, Tiny Timmy,” Susan declared.

The ladies laughed. Back on the big lounging pillow, all the teasing and worshipping started all over again, until after a few more hours and several female orgasms, Tim unloaded another big cumshot of 8 milliliters into his cum jar.

When it became dark, Sarah and Bella left very satisfied, and were looking forward to their next session. Susan and Tim were sitting together, still naked, having a cold drink.

“How did you like your day, Tiny Timmy?” she asked.

“It was great, Mistress. I liked every moment of it,” he answered.

“Tiny Timmy, you satisfied me and my friends many times today, and like a gentleman, you always put your own needs aside. I’m enormously proud of you.”

Tim smiled. “Thank you, Mistress; I will always give my best to satisfy you.”

With a mysterious smile, she said, “You produced two loads way over the average, and I wonder what achievements you’re still capable of. But now, it’s time for bed. College starts for you tomorrow.”

“Mistress, may I ask something?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

He took a deep breath. “I worshipped your feet, your boobs, and your pussy. Why didn’t you make me worship your ass?”

Susan looked deep into Tim’s eyes. “You want to do that, Tiny Timmy? Do you want to spread my ass cheeks apart, kiss my rosebud, lick it, and stick your tongue into my ass as deep as you can get?”

“Yes, Mistress, if it gives you pleasure, I’d be very pleased to do that for you.”

“Then, Tiny Timmy lay on the floor, your Mistress got some ass for you.”

His dick was standing in full attention, even before laying on his back. Susan smiled at him.

“Seems like we need your cum jar one more time tonight,” she said.

Susan placed the glass next to them, sat on Tim’s face, and started to work her hands on his dick. Tim began to kiss and lick, then pulled her ass cheeks as far as possible apart and worked his tongue up her sweet, bitter anal hole. Susan grunted in pure pleasure and froze for a moment to enjoy the feelings. Then she started to jerk his dick again and didn’t stop before Tim shot one more load into his jar. Another impressive load, a little over 6 milliliters of cum.

They lay on the floor together, speechless and exhausted from the day. Tim was the first to find the strength to get up. He helped Susan to her feet. She looked deeply into his eyes and gave him a passionate kiss on the mouth, and Tim thanked her with a smile on his face.

“My Tiny Timmy, I’m so glad to have you here. You’ve only been here for two days, and you’ve fulfilled all my desires as no one has in years. Now, go to bed. College starts for you in the morning.”

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Part 4…

The next morning, after breakfast, Susan brought Tim to the local college. Tim was introduced to his class, and it seemed like everything would go his normal way for Tim being a foreign student. Most days in the afternoon, Susan enjoyed her Tiny Timmy, and on weekends, Sarah and Bella joined them. The bad part of this was that Tim almost didn’t make any friends, and stayed home most of his time when not at school. But he didn’t care. He loved spending his time with his Mistress.

After about 3-4 weeks, Susan recognized, that Tim didn’t like to go to college anymore. Sometimes, he was sick in the morning but able to serve her as his Mistress in the afternoon. It was a Saturday morning, and Sarah and Bella were not there yet. Susan asked Tim about her observations and if there was something wrong at school.

“No, Mistress,” Tim said, red-faced.

Before she could pursue it any further, a car horn honked in front of her house, and someone yelled for Tim.

“Hey, little dick, are you staying home again? Does mommy have to watch you and change your diapers when your little peepee wets your pants?” someone shouted from the car in the street.

Susan went to the front door, opened it, and saw a college student named Nick in a rusty convertible, accompanied by three slutty looking girls named Sandy, Roxanne, and Janet.

Nick shouted, “Ooh, is mommy coming to protect little dick?”

The girls burst into laughter. Right at that moment, Sarah and Bella arrived.

Susan went outside and asked what Nick’s problem was and why he was shouting through the whole neighborhood.

“Aww, does Mommy want to prevent everybody from learning that Tim has a teenie-tiny dick like a little baby?” Nick shouted.

Susan, now accompanied by Sarah and Bella, walked directly toward that student.

“Tim is more of a man than you, fuckin’ punk,” Susan shouted.

Nick and the Girls burst into laughter and were doing the small dick sign or holding out their pinky fingers.

Susan asked him, “Do you wanna make a bet?”

“Sure, that’s an easy bet to win. We compare cocks, right here on the street, and everybody can see it,” Nick said smugly. The guy had already started to unbuckle his jeans and yelled toward Tim, now standing at the front door, “Come on, Tim. Show your little dick.”

“Not so fast, big boy. Size is not everything. The question is, how long can you stay hard, how often can you get hard, and how much cum can you unload,” Susan said.

Sarah and Bella, standing next to Susan, nodded in agreement.

Susan then said, “I bet that Tim can perform better than you in all three disciplines.”

Nick laughed. “Okay, and what’s the stakes? Little Timmy running naked through the neighborhood?”

“No. I have another offer for you. Looking at your car, it looks like that piece of junk needs to get off the street. Do you see that garage door right behind me? There’s a one-year-old BMW Convertible inside. If you win, you get my car.”

Nick laughed again. “So you wanna bet car versus car? Fine with me.”

Susan shook her head. “No, you smart ass. I don’t want that piece of crap. No, if Tim wins, you get your shit car repaired and then painted neon pink, and on each door, I want you to have in bold letters: ‘I can’t cum as much as a microdick.’ You’ll have to drive your car through school semesters, and I’ll post your car with you in the driver’s seat on social media. Are you in?”

The three slutty girls did what Susan secretly expected from them. “Hey Nick, you’ll win that BMW easily. No way that Micro Tim could win that bet. What are you waiting for?”

“Okay, okay, I’m in. How should the competition go?” asked Nick.

“You guys have time tomorrow?” Susan asked with a smirk. “Come to my house at noon and bring your three girls along. We lounge out at the pool, and your girls can do whatever they want to do to make you cum as often as possible, and me and my two friends here will do the same with Tim. We’ll have two cum jars to measure the amount of cum you guys shoot and a checklist of how often you cum. I’d say 8 hours should be long enough. And don’t worry, I’ll have drinks and food for everyone ready. How does that sound to you guys?”

And again, the three girls did, what Susan expected.

They said, “Hey Nick, we’ll help you. We’ll make you cum more than once. And tomorrow night, we’ll leave this house in a BMW.:

“Okay, we’ll be here at noon tomorrow,” said Nick.

“Hey girls, do you want to have a little competition on the side?” asked Susan. If you win, we post online that we’re too old to make a teenager cum. But if you lose, you post that you girls are not hot enough to make a cock cum. Are you in?”

The girls looked at each other. “Sure, we’re going to win against you ‘grandmas.’”

“Okay, my friend Sarah here is a lawyer. She’ll set up a contract. See you tomorrow.”

Susan and her friends went back into the house. Tim was still standing at the door, shocked about what had just happened.

“Why did you do that? How could you bet your car? What if he wins?” Tim asked, shaking with fear.

“Tiny Timmy, I’m 100% sure that we will win against that idiot and his three sluts. You’re already in training for weeks. Remember the day we started to measure your cumloads? You shot two loads of 8 milliliters and later on another load of 6 milliliters. And those were full, satisfying orgasms. What do you think? How often can you cum when we make it ruined orgasms?” asked Susan.

“Ruined orgasms?” asked Tim.

“Yes, ruined,” Susan said with a firm nod. “We make you cum, but exactly the moment you cum, we take our hands off your tiny babydick. You’ll have an orgasm, but it won’t be satisfying. You’ll fill your cum jar, but you’ll still be horny, and your dick stays hard. That means we can instantly start teasing you again, and your prostate will start to produce white juice immediately. I guess those three sluts will make Nick cum quick, and maybe he’s able to shoot one big load.

“Everything else those bitches are going to get out of his cock will only be small drops until he only shoots air. But you, Tiny Timmy, you will shoot load after load. We’re going to win this competition, and those punks will have to live with the humiliation forever. We will do our best and give everything to keep you horny. And we start right now with building up your first load. But sorry, Tiny Timmy, no cumshot for you today. You got to save that for tomorrow.”

They all went out to the pool, placed themselves on the lounging pillow, and the teasing, licking, stroking, and worshipping started. The ladies had uncountable orgasms, and Tim had a hard-on for the entire day. His balls were aching, but he knew he wasn’t allowed to cum. He had to win the competition, not only for himself but for Susan, Sarah, and Bella. Susan bet her car on him, and all three ladies risked to be called old grannies. They trusted in him, and he wasn’t going to disappoint them.

When Sarah and Bella left for the night, they gave Tim their used panties. “Only smelling, Tiny Timmy, no jerking off tonight,” Bella told him. “Susan, you better watch him tonight. There’s not much blood left in his head, it’s all in his little dick, and his mind may black out and make him jerk off.”

“Yes, I guess you’re right. Tonight, Tiny Timmy’s going to sleep with me in my bedroom, and I’ll make sure he sniffs but doesn’t jerk. See you tomorrow, and if possible, sleep with your heels on. You know that Tiny Timmy loves the smell of sweaty feet fresh out of high heels.”

“Great idea, Susan, we’ll do that. See you in the morning.”

Susan, also in her heels, took Tim with her to bed, added her panties to Sarah’s and Bella’s, and Tim rested his nose in them to sniff all night the pussy scents of his Mistresses. Then, still, with a hard-on and aching balls, he fell asleep.

 

To Be Continued…

 

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