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COLLEGE: BIG DICK, SMALL DICK - Chapter 1
"It must be great to have a big dick."
"You know what they say: Big dicks rule."
"The girls must like it a lot."
"True that! The other night, I was with a girl who told me how much better it was with me. Her boyfriend has only 3 inches. She has a hard time not laughing when he pulls it out."
"What do you have, anyway?"
"You ought to know, seeing as how often you look at it. Anyway, it's somewhere between 8-1/2 and 9 depending on how horny I am and when I came last."
"I can't help looking. I don't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just wish I had a bigger dick."
"I've got no idea how big yours is. I figured it must be small because you hide it."
"I took a lot of shit in high school, and hoped it would grow."
"But it didn't?"
"Still 2-1/2 inches. I don't know what to do..
"That must be tough."
"I'm a junior in college and just turned 21, and the girls laugh at it. How tall are you anyway? I'm only 5'3" and that doesn't help."
"I'm 6'4" tall. My feet are so big that I have to pay extra for shoes, and sometimes I can't find pants long enough."
"It's better than having a 2-1/2" dick and looking like a little kid."
"Maybe you need to find one guy you can talk to about it, who will understand."
"Maybe you understand?"
"Well, I understand that you're short and that you have a 2-1/2" dick that I've never seen."
"I can get it hard if you don't believe me."
"Okay, why not? I haven't seen a dick that small since grade school."
"See what I mean?"
"I can understand why you don't want to show it."
"I just don't want to be laughed at."
"I won't laugh, but I think you'll need to get used to it."
"How do I get used to it?"
"You already are used to it. That's why you hide it."
"You're right about that. I have to admit it."
"So you know that you're not a Man. Now you want a Man who'll be okay with it, and you are thinking that I'm that Man, right?"
"I guess so."
"I think you need to know your place, that's all."
"My place? So now you're going to laugh at me too?"
"Nope, not planning to. Just know your place."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I'm not sure. Give me a few days to think about it."
"I like your stroke magazines. Nice big tits. I noticed a bunch of pics of the gals sucking on guys with big dicks. Looks like those pages are pretty worn down."
"I imagine myself with a big dick."
"Or maybe you imagine yourself sucking on a big dick."
"I did it once in high school. I didn't like it because the guy kept laughing at me."
"Maybe he thought you didn't know your place."
"What's my place?"
"It's mental more than anything, I'd say. It starts with understanding that you aren't a Man and will never be one."
"I'm not some bitch because I've got a small dick."
"I didn't call you that, but you are a boy or at least that's your equipment. You look like a Man, but you have to realize that you are not a Man."
"That's pretty heavy."
"I know it is. But you're going to have to get your head around it. If you want my understanding, you have to understand yourself and your place."
"I guess I have some thinking to do."
"Yep, you do. I'm not going to laugh at you, but I will want you to look me in the eye and tell me that you're not a Man like me."
"I'm not a Man like you are."
"And you're not ever going to be one. Say it."
"I'm not ever going to be a Man like you are."
"And you're not a girl. You're a boy with a dick the size of a Cub Scout."
"Thanks for not laughing and thanks for not calling me a girl."
"Boys obey Men, especially Men with big dicks."
"As long as they don't laugh at me."
"If you don't want to be laughed at in here, remember that you are not a Man and will never be a Man. You are a boy, and you will obey me like I am your father."
"I will remember."
"Boys call Men 'sir,' and you'll do that when we are alone. All the time, starting now."
"Yes sir."
"You've been doing a good job sucking my dick."
"Thank you, sir. I didn't think I was queer."
"Don't worry about that. To me, you're a boy who obeys. Queer's in second place."
"That makes me feel better, sir."
"Let's be honest here. You are queer, but it doesn't matter to me."
"Yes sir."
"I don't care if you're queer, but a queer isn't allowed to have erections. So we're going to need to put this cage on your little dick and keep it there all the time."
"Yes sir."
"I see that you shaved off your pubic hair like I told you to."
"Yes sir. That hair is for Men."
"The big ring goes at the bottom of your little package. The tube goes into your piss slit, and the end of the cage attaches to the big ring. It locks into place, and I hold the key."
"Sir, is this going to shrink me?"
"You're small enough already. No need for that. The cage will level out your head and remind you that you're not a Man and that you obey the Man who holds the key."
"How is the cage working out?"
"Great, sir! It was frustrating for a while, but now I like it, sir."
"That's a boy. You like doing things for me, don't you?"
"Yes sir!"
"Sucking my dick is the same as cleaning the room and doing my laundry."
"Yes sir, it's what a boy does for the Man who holds his key, sir. Thank you, sir!"