Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2015 22:15:27 +0000
From: Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
Subject: Ranch's Bitch part 2

Ranch's Bitch
By Brian Porter <birdflies@outlook.com>
M/m/M+, rural, college, masturbation, reluctance, non-reciprocation, mild
domination.
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Part 02
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During the evening, I remember we were preparing something to eat. I hadn't
found my backpack yet, so I was there wearing old, smelly and small undies,
and a tight indecent t-shirt. The guys were wearing the clothes they were
wearing when we left the city, boardshorts and t-shirts. It's hard to
describe how I envied them all dressed up like that. We were drinking beer,
and we were getting a bit high. In fact, that was one of the points we had
agreed upon, as soon as we arrive at the ranch we would get drunk and
forget about our problems. At a certain point, Brian started talking about
Amy again. Everything I didn't want was these guys getting horny again. I
was sitting a bit far away from them, trying not to be noticed, as if it
was possible due to my ridiculous and stupid t-shirt and that extremely
tight and indecent underwear that barely covered my ass and crotch. I
remember Brian started saying that Amy was so tight, his dick would hurt
whenever he tried to penetrate her. Ted and Mark laughed at him.

`If you, with that small dick of yours, think she's tight, I believe she
would never take my entire cock' said Ted.

`She would be opened in two if I fucked her' stated Mark, laughing while he
drank some more beer.

The topic changed to dick sizes and I felt like they were really interested
in talking about it. At a certain moment, Brian suggested that the best way
to know who had the biggest dick was to measure them. Mark and Ted agreed
straightaway and asked me what I thought, looking at me for the first time
since they started talking about cock.

`I don't know. Haven't you ever measured your dicks?' I asked a bit
sceptical about that dick-measuring thing. I though only pre-adolescents
would waste time talking about dick size.

`We did. But we could be lying now' replied Brian. `I need to see to
believe'

`We need a ruler then' suggested Ted.

I was sure it all would be over now, because I was sure no one would have a
ruler at that such an isolated place. However, to my astonishment, Mark
said he had one at the cabin, from the time he was a kid. He went inside
and quickly came out with this ten-inch ruler, with some childish stuff
painted on it. I was astonished when I realized they were really willing to
go on with that stupid plan. At that moment, maybe due to the alcohol, I
started laughing at them. `I can't believe you're really going on with
this'

`Here it is' Mark said pretending he didn't hear my commentary. `Now we can
measure'

`Wait a minute' said Brian. `If we measure our own dicks we can cheat and
this won't be fair'

`What do you mean?' I asked, now getting closer to them to see what they
were really up to.

`Well, when you wanna compare the size of something, you must use the same
ruler and the same system, you know? Any difference can change the final
result' said Brian finishing up another beer.

`So what do you suggest?' asked Ted.

`One of us should measure all dicks, so he can use the same system to
measure us equally' suggested Brian.

`You can't be serious' I laughed as I expected the others to laugh too. I
couldn't believe I was the only one not taking that silly idea seriously.

`Ok, and who would do that?' asked Mark.

That's a suggestion I wouldn't expect, specially because it was coming from
one of my best friends, an alpha male who could fuck any chick he wanted.

Of course that, after that question, no one said a word. After a little
while, they agreed it should be decided by luck. Mark came with some sticks
hidden in his hand. At the moment, I didn't think he would cheat, but now I
have no doubt he did it. He explained that the one pulling the smallest
would be the elected. He started with Brian, Ted and, of course, left me
for last. When I picked mine, I realized straightaway that I had taken the
smallest one. I couldn't believe in what was happening, so I tried to talk
me out of that situation. I thought it was obvious they wouldn't want me (a
guy, their friend) to touch their dicks. In the same way, I didn't want to
touch anything. However, they were being really pushy and kept insisting
for at least ten minutes, arguing I couldn't go back now and that it was
just my bad luck.

`C'mon, Andy. This was a fair luck thing. If I was the one picking the
smallest one, I'd do that without argument' said Mark, to which the other
two agreed.

I didn't have how to say no to them. I knew I was defeated when I saw the
three of them looking at me with upset and almost dominating looks. I
started to think about my situation and I decided to agree. I thought that
as soon as I agreed, they would burst into laughter, saying that that was
just a joke, but, to my despair, it didn't happen. On the contrary, they
were visibly excited and extremely horny, with hard cocks pitching tents
beneath their shorts. The three of them came closer to me and opened the
flies of their shorts, exposing their hard dicks to my direction. I felt
Ted putting his right hand on my shoulder and forcing me to kneel down. I
tried to resist, but he was much stronger and soon I was facing their
cocks, now at my eye level. From that position, their cocks looked even
bigger than they already were. Mark and Brian had big cocks, but Ted had,
definitely, the biggest one. An uncut veiny cock that was already oozing
some pre-cum. Even knowing he was the winner only by looking, they still
decided that I should measure them, so they could know also how thick they
were, and establish a ranking.

`First do yourself, so we can see how you do it' suggested Mark.

Still on my knees, I pulled down my tight undies to expose my limp cock. It
was weird because a part of me, somehow, always wondered how their cocks
would look like when hard, and now I could finally see it. But, maybe due
to the pressure I was feeling, I couldn't get hard. I tried to make it
hard, but it didn't work.

`Well, that's a lame. Anyway, the show must go on. Come and measure my
dick' said Brian.

I didn't want to touch his dick, so I tried to put the ruler against his
pubes, and see how long it was. With my right hand, I positioned the ruler
horizontally and with one finger of my left hand, I pressed his dick
against the ruler, trying not to have it in my hand. This method, however,
didn't make Brian satisfied.

`It won't work like this, Andy. Besides, you also have to see how thick
they are, so you need to hold them tight and measure the thickness with
your fingers too' explained Brian. `Hold it like you hold a dumbbell when
you work out, you know? Firm and tight. Make it right'

`This is getting gay now' I complained still on my knees, looking at their
faces almost hidden by their cocks. `C'mon, guys. We don't need to do this'

`Andy, there's nothing gay about this. We're just curious to know who has
the biggest and thickest cock. No one is laughing at you, so this is
serious. Now, go on and do as Brian said, then you can do me' said Mark,
holding a beer can and slowly bouncing his cock towards my face.

Defeated, I closed my fingers around Brian's dick with my left hand and
felt his hot meat, throbbing in my hand. I could barely close my fist
around his dick. I looked up once again and noticed a grin in his lips, and
a look of approval. He bounced his head and I understood I still had to
fulfil my task. I looked at the ruler and said it showed 8 inches and a
half. Brian started laughing, happy to know he had almost 10 inches, and
even happier to know I almost couldn't close my hand around his dick.

`Try to memorize how thick it is, so you can tell us which one is the
thickest' explained Brian.

Once I was done with him, I turned myself to Mark and did the same. This
time, I didn't need to be taught about how to do that. I held his dick
tightly with my whole hand, completely surrounding it with my palm and
fingers. I realised his dick was a bit thinner than Brian's, but it had
nine inches.

`Well, it's bigger, but thinner. So, I'd say we're even' commented Brian.

After that, I finally turned my body to where Ted was. When I touched his
dick and pressed it against the ruler, I noticed the ruler wouldn't be
enough. He had more than ten inches and to my surprise, my fingers wouldn't
be long enough to surround his whole cock.

`You're a horse' commented Brian laughing.

`You need to teach the secret of having a dick that big' said Mark.

`I think I'm just addicted to jerking off. Maybe, that was a good exercise'
explained Ted, taking another beer from the box `You know, pulling it up
and down a lot makes it grow'

Whilst I was holding their dicks, I hadn't noticed I had my own dick now
hard as theirs. Brian noticed that and asked me to take the chance and
measure mine too. I was a bit shy because I knew I wasn't nearly as big as
they were. Once again, I tried to say it wasn't necessary because they
were, definitely, the winners, but they wouldn't let go. After a while, I
did what they suggested and showed I had only 5 inches, still a thick cock
but not as thick as theirs.

`That's incredible' said Ted, laughing again `I think my cock is more than
the double of yours. You look like a kid around us'

`True' agreed Mark `But if what you said is true, Ted, he still can get his
dick bigger if he exercises more'

`Yeah, I think so' Ted said, approaching me again `I think you need some
training on how to jerk off, so you can have your dick big like mine'

`What are you talking about?' I wasn't very sure of what Ted was
suggesting. I was still trying to believe that everything they were saying
was a big joke, since everyone was laughing, but Ted looked serious to me.

`Do you know how you come after me all the time to ask for tips on how to
work out and get bigger?' In fact, I always envied Ted's body, so I had him
as my gym guru to whom I'd ask everything about new exercises and stuff
like that. `Well, I taught you a lot about chest, biceps, shoulders, but I
think I should teach you about dicks. I swear that if you do as I tell you,
you'll have a dick as big as mine'

I don't know if that was because of my nearly drunk state, but I was
listening to him carefully, even because, after all, who's the guy who
doesn't want to have a bigger dick? And compared to the three of them, I
was in a much inferior situation. Ted put his right arm around my neck and
walked me to a place closer to the tent, where the box with the beers
was. He was explaining how he learned this technique, about how to stroke
your dick in a way it grows bigger than average. All the time, he had his
dick out of his shorts, dangling and bouncing as we walked. Once we got
closer to the beer box, he took another one, opened it and drank a little
bit. I thought about doing the same, but he held my hand, preventing me
from taking it.

`Wait. Don't you wanna practice? You can't practice if you got your hand
holding a can' he stated.

`I don't need to do this now, right? Not in front of you.' Despite saying
that, he didn't let me go.

`Why not? I need to see if you're doing it right, right?'

Once again, I expected they would laugh or say it was only a joke, but
nothing happened. I looked at Brian and Mark, but they were there looking
at us, showing off their hard cocks and drinking beers, waiting to know
what I'd do. As for me, I wasn't sure about how to proceed. Slowly, I put
my right hand on my cock and started pumping it, completely embarrassed.

`Yes, that's it. Now, let me see how you do it' he said giving two steps
back `Wait, your undies ain't helping' As soon, as he said that he
approached me again, kneeled down and pulled my small underwear all the way
down to my feet then stood up again and moved back `Yeah, it's better now'

I had stopped with my pumping, but Ted ordered I should continue. He kept
staring at me stroking my dick for a while. I was very embarrassed. All the
time, I'd look to him and then turn my head to see what Brian and Mark were
doing. I thought they would start laughing and make a fool out of me, but
it didn't happen. Ted asked me to concentrate, coz I wasn't doing it right,
so I tried to do it better, but he didn't look satisfied.

`You suck at that, Andy. Has nobody ever told you how to jerk off
properly?'

I didn't know there was a proper way to jerk off, I thought. I kept trying,
but Ted wouldn't change his expression of disapproval.

`It's completely wrong. Come here, let me show you' I wasn't sure of what
he was planning to do, but I got closer. As I was still with my right hand
on my dick, he grabbed my right fist with his strong hand, making me
release my own dick, and pulled it to his own cock. As soon as I realized
his intentions, I tried to avoid it, but he was much stronger than me. Weak
and drunk, I couldn't stop his hand and before I could notice I was holding
his thick dick again whilst his big and rough hand surrounded my soft and
small hand around his shaft. I couldn't let it go and he didn't care about
what I wanted. I had no options but to follow his orders.

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End of part 02

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