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The door buzzed and I walk up the two flights of stairs to Sir's front door. As ever it was on the latch and I let myself in and quietly closed it behind me. I take off my clothes and folded them by the door. Taking my folded t-shirt with me I walk naked into the bedroom.
Sir is naked on the bed watching a porn film on a laptop next to him. He was lazily stroking his Cock, god The Cock. His Cock is why I serve him. He glances at me, his eyes flick to the bedside table. I move across the room and place my t-shirt on the table; it will serve as cum rag. It is all I have to wear home and Sir enjoys sending me home filthy.
I pickup the ball stretcher he has selected for me. It's new and much heavier than the last one. Sir has gone back to watching the video, he isn't paying attention as I painfully pull my balls down to try and fit it on. He doesn't even look to see me hurting myself. I know why he doesn't. The ball stretcher makes it even more obvious.
Once it is attached I know what happens now. I move to the bottom of the bed and stand eyes fixes on Sir's cock, waiting for permission to start. Sir continues to watch the video; he knows he can use me when he wants. I start to panic that he might not. Maybe he doesn't want to use me. Maybe he will wank The Cock and send me away without allowing me to worship it. The video continues and he is slowly wanking. His big hand barely reaching round the shaft. God it's thick. Suddenly I recognise what the porn is. It's me! It was the video from him dry raping my hole a few weeks ago. I can hear myself crying out in pain and thanking Sir, begging for more through tears and gritted teeth. Sir doesn't use lube, normally he lets me slick his cock with spit and my throat slime but a few weeks ago he decided he wanted my hole dry. He wanted to feel my cunt rip. He wanted to me to give him my hole for his pleasure and none for me. He bound my balls so tight and told me to offer him my hole. Tell him why I need to give it to.
Sir had been waiting for me to recognise the porn. He looks my in the eye and speaks.
"Don't worry. I'll let you slick it up today....why don't we start. Remember this is why you're here. Make this good."
I don't pause. I climb up onto the bed and approach The Cock. I move between his strong thighs and bring it up against his Real Cock.
Before I met Sir I used to think I had a cock. Now I realise I was stupid. When it got hard it was around 5.5 inches but it never got thick. I told myself it was average but I knew in my heart it was small. The first met Sir he explained what I really had and it has made me happier since.
I had been out at a party with friends. Sir had been there from the start. He was an old friend of one of the guests who had just moved back to town. As soon as I saw him I was hard. He was big and hairy, a real man. His strong arms and massive chest above a large firm hairy belly that could crush the air from your lungs. Even from across the room i could sense his cock. His jeans showed the bluge and everything about him shouted alpha male. He clocked me looking at him and smirked. He knew he had me from that first glance. I spent the evening trying to get to chat to him but he ignored me. He would come over and chat to anybody I was with. Blank me, flirt with folk in front of me and give me the odd dismissive glance. I checked with my friend that he was gay and single' My mate laughed and said hell yes and not to worry, I has already been chosen. I didn't understand but he just kept laughing and told me to wait and see. At the end of the night, just as I was about to say goodby to people I felt him move behind me and he said into my ear.
"Let's go, you don't need your coat, you don't need anything, follow me now."
God I was hard again. I turned around and followed him out of the flat, catching my friend's eye and he smiled and waved. Sir's flat was across town. We hailed a cab and we got in. He loudly told me.
"You do what you are told. If you don't and you think you want to stop, tough. That boat sailed when you saw me. Now show me that pathetic prick."
I jumped. The taxi driver chuckled from the front. Sir looked at me.
"I saw you get hard from across the room. Your eyes told me you were filling your little cock with blood, not much bulge to show though. It barely tented at all. You have a tiny prick and I want to see it NOW."
I undid my belt and opened the buttons in my fly. As I pulled it open and took out my cock I could feel my shame spreading over my face. I was going red in the face, waiting for Sir to laugh and reject me.
I looked across to him and he wasn't even looking'! He was staring out the window. He pressed the taxi intercom so the driver knew he was being spoken to (not that he hadn't been listening anyway).
"Can you just pull over for a second I need your opinion on something."
The taxi pulled over into a layby and Sir flicked on the interior light. The cabby turned around in his seat and looked down at my cock. Sir was still looking out the window. He hadn't even glanced at me. I was dying inside. It felt so awful but I was so hard it hurt.
"Yep, that is pretty small. My 8 year old son has one about the same size. Not much use for fucking. Can't see him pleasing anything except himself with that tiny thing."
"Thank, thought so. If can take us on to my flat I need to show this boi what a real cock looks and feels like."
Sir flicked off the light and the taxi driver turned back in his seat.
"Think he is going to enjoy that given how much his little thing is throbbing."
The taxi pulled off and Sir, still without looking told me to put my prick away.
"I'm going to have to see enough of it in a bit. Let's try and limit how long I have to be disappointed by it..."
I did my trousers back up and sat in silence, feeling sick, ashamed, hard, and desperate.
The cab pulled over near a three story block of flats. We got out and Sir paid the taxi driver. I couldn't hear what they said but both were laughing and it was clearly about me.
As the cab pulled off he tooted his horn and waved at me. Sir opened the door and indcated for me to get inside. I followed him up two flights of stairs and he let me into the hallway.
"Strip. This is as far as you go in clothes in this flat. In future you get naked by the door and leave your clothes neatly folded on the chair. When you're naked come into the bedroom and bring me your t-shirt."
Sir walked across the large hall and disappeared into the bedroom. I stripped off and neatly folded all my clothes. As I stripped I looked down at my cock and felt sick. I had always known it wasn't great, but now I could see it was pathetic. It was hard and I knew how good it felt to play with, but it was thin, it didn't even look like a man's cock.
I picked up my t-shirt and followed Sir into the bedroom. Sir was stripping in the corner. He had his back to me but i could sense what was waiting.
"Get on the bed. Face up, present this tiny prick for me to see..."
I climbed onto the bed. And held my cock by the base. I used my thumb to push it upright and I pressed down on my balls to make it look as big as possible. It was really hard. I could see the blood in the viens; the cock head was red and throbbing. It looked the best it ever had, I felt a glimmer of hope, maybe it isn't that shit.
"Fucking hell! I didn't expect it to be THAT pathetic. That's fucking tiny. Hey, Tiny Prick stop looking at that thing and look at this."
My eyes travelled up and saw Sir at the end of the bed. My heart stopped and my throat went dry.
God it was thick, and long. It was hard and pressed against the buldge of his hairy belly. It bent up to follow his stomach. A good 9/10 inches. Twice my length and easily 4 times as thick. He climbed onto the bed and approached me. He moved between my legs and grabed my prick moving it next to his.
"This is how we will start in future. Are you paying attention because if you dont make this clear in future you arent going to get my cock, and i can see how much you need it. You and your Tiny Prick haven't wanted anything so much before, ever."
"Yes, Sir, Please..."
He shifted his huge shaft so my Tiny Prick lay along it. Balls touching.
"Desribe what you see..."
Fuck it was so obvious. Mine wasn't a cock. It was a tiny prick, barely a prick at all. It looked like a child's penis against his. It looked so small and pathetic. I felt a sob start in my chest.
"Its ok, i know this is difficult, you had to realise you didn't have a cock. Tell me what you see..."
"I see a Real Cock Sir, next to it is a Tiny Prick. A child's clit that looks pathetic and stupid. I used to think it made me feel good when I played with it but it isn't any good for pleasing anybody. It is embarrassing and tiny and I wish you didnt have to see it. I'm so sorry it's so crap but it is all I have. Please let me touch yours. Please let me feel a Real Cock."
"Good that's a start. But i think we need you to learn to beg better. I need you to tell me what you want me to do to you. I want to hear what you are offering to make up for that Tiny Prick."
That was then, this is now. Now I know what Sir needs me to say. I know what my Tiny Prick is used for and I know what I have to promise Sir every time. He is below me on his back. My shouts of pain are still coming from the laptop next to him and his Cock, The Cock, is beneath me. I lay mine ontop of it. It looks so fucking small. Sir has made me measure it so many times. I have measured my Tiny Prick and Sirs Cock. I know Sirs over eight times the size. Four times thicker and over twice the length. My tiny prick looks so pathetic next to his.
"Thank you Sir for letting me put my pathetic Tiny Prick against you Real Cock. Thank you for letting my child's clit, my pencil thin, pathetic thing touch yours. Thank you for showing me what a cock is suppose to look like and please let me make yours happy. You can use my throat and my cunt for anything you want. Please make me beg to have you in me for your pleasure. I will wank my Tiny Prick to make lube for you to fuck me. Please let me use it for the only thing it is good for. My little lube dispenser. My pathetic prick that makes me feel good but could never please anything. Let me cum on your cock so that you can fuck me with my useless prick juice. I want you to use me when I have already cum so that you know I am not horny and I am begging for it because I need really need it. Because using my cunt to please a real cock is the only pleasure I can offer and I know if it hurts me you are happier and that makes me happier. I am so sorry that my prick is this small and please let me wank lube on to your Cock. Sir"
He looks up from the video with a smile.
"Good boi, you did well today, I think I will let you lube me up. But I don't want you tugging on that thing near me. Let me enjoy my video. Go into the corner and turn your back. Tug that little prick and fill you hand with your lube. Come back and lube me up when you are ready."
I want to be near his cock when I wank but I am so relived there will be some lube I quickly get off the bed and go to the corner. The ball stretch is really heavy and it hurts as I walk. My pathetic Tiny Prick is so hard it doesn't take me long. Soon I am moaning.
"Shut up. I don't want to hear my lube dispenser, I'm enjoying watching your cunt love my cock"
I can hear how much I am screaming on the video. I remember this is the point after he came the first time on the pillow next to me. He had pulled out and sprayed his God Juice on the bed. Not allowing any in me as lube or any down my throat as reward. He then started on me with a massive dry dildo while he recharged The Cock for the second, longer screw. I shivered as i remebered how much that had hurt. He had milked my tiny prick during the dildo fuck as i had finally got hard dispite the pain. When he saw my clit stiffening he had yanked it until it spewed and then wiped the juice on my face, shoving it up my nostrils on the ends of his fingers. My ass was on fire, it just hurt and there was no horn left. I just wanted it it to stop and all I could feel was pain. That was when he looked me in the eyes. Positioned The Cock and told me to beg for it.
My body shuddered as I came. The thought of not being lubed made me feel sick and the relief that Sir was letting me use my prick to provide lube was amazing. My horn was ebbing away and i knew this was the worst few minutes. The time where the self doubt, the realisation and reality returned. This was the time Sir asked me to demonstrate my need. The time I was honest to myself.
I went back to the bed with my prick juice in my hand. Sir nodded and I lathered it over his cock. It quickly worked into a mess. His cock covered in thick globs and smears of my Tiny Prick lube.
"That looks too tasty to waste on your cunt. Let's see what your throat thinks of it."
I looked up, deep down I wasn't surprised. Still throat slime made even better lube and Sir always gave long amazing fucks after The Cock had stretched my throat. Made me gag and cover it in spit, snot and slime.
"Lie on your back with your head over the edge. I want to see my cock stretch your throat."
I turned over and positioned myself. He stood over me and I could see The Cock, hard and slick with my prick juice. He looked into my eyes and leaned forward. My cheeks puffed out. Lips over my teeth. He hit the back of my throat. I gagged, he pushed forward, my chest heaved, my stomach spasumed as I retched with nowhere for bile and sick to go. He was all the way in. His belly was pushing down on my face. I couldn't see or breath. I kept gagging, my whole body shaking. It was going dark in my head. More than not being able to see. I was going further away. Suddenly light and air returned. The Cock was above me again, dripping slime and sick. My face was covered in snot, eyes streaming. It went in again, and again.
I don't know when it stopped or how often I passed out. But now I realise the mess. I'm covered in slime, and bile and Sirs cock is dripping. He looks down at me, I think this is it, now I get fucked. It will be slick and hard and wonderful.
"God that is a mess, and your Tiny Thing is hard again, pass me the t-shirt lets clean up."
I look confused but reach for my t-shirt. He first wipes my face. Then he grabs my prick and starts wanking it. The Cock is still hard, covered in slime and I can feel my hole twitch thinking about it in me. Sliding in and out, feeling so good. My clit is going to spew again. Maybe he will add my second load of lube to his amazing cock. I would have liked to been fucked horny but I know Sir doesnt like to see me enjoying myself. I know that is not the point. It takes seconds for my Tiny Prick to dribble out my second load. He collects it in his big bear hand moves towards his cock. He indicates for me to turn over and present my hole. I move quickly, god this is going to be amazing, slick with my snot and jizz, Sir is going to fuck my lube into me. I forget in am soft, spent, sick and sore. Sir's cock will soon be in me!
As i turn over i feel him reach over me.
"Nope, this is just too messy."
My heart sinks. As i turn around, arse presented, my Tiny Prick soft against my belly I see what is happening. Sir isn't slicking his cock up with my offering. He is wipping his hands in the t-shirt. Next he moves to his cock. He cleans it off, wiping away the presious slime that would have eased his monster into my cunt. He is carefully drying it off. My t-shirt is a snotty mess, covered in jizz and slime. The Cock is clean, clean and dry. Its massive head has a dribble of precum down it. He wipes it up with his finger and pushes it up my nose. A quick final dust with the t-shirt and The Cock is dry and ready to go.
"Beg, and explain why you want this to happen. Make me proud Tiny Prick."
I feel sick, the laptop has reached the start of that second long painful rape. When my guts turned to fire and my hole bled, I can hear myself begging, repeating the video...
"Please push your monster dry cock into my hole. Please hurt and break me because that is what you want. If my arse juices get slick please stop and wipe them out with my t-shirt and force your hard cock back in me while i cry and scream. If my Tiny Prick gets hard please stop and make me wank it dry. Cover my face in my pathetic cock snot and wait until I have come down from the horn before asking me to beg more."
"Rape me till you know I am can't take any more and then cum in my rag-shirt and send me home."
"Ok, Tiny Prick. Since that's what you want'"
...to be continued.