Date: Tue, 11 Sep 2012 14:04:39 +0100 (BST)
From: Paul Pryer <paulpryer@rocketmail.com>
Subject: Tiny Prick and The Cock

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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.