Being the Small Dicked Friend

I watched the scene play out from the bedroom. The silvery halo swept over his lower abs defining his muscular body and the fluffy white towel wrapped around his waist.

I sat back on his bed, tossing my brown mop of hair. It had been a long night. Jonathan was still in the bathroom looking at himself in the mirror, running his huge hands over his abs.

I couldn't help but notice the bulge underneath his towel created by his larger member. I sighed rolling my eyes. I couldn't help but feel a tad jealous. How could some guys be given such large dicks while guys like me...

Jonathan and I have been friends for years but slightly parted ways when we were teenagers. Much to our surprise, we wound up going to the same college and even got an apartment together to help save on rent. It turned out to be a good experience overall.

"So did it happen, Leo?" he asked finally appearing in the doorway. His blonde hair fell just above his eyes. I dropped back on the bed ignoring his question. He had always been a jock even now when our college didn't have a sports team he still put on that macho demeanor, "So did it?" he pressed I watched him move to his bedroom. I let out an annoyed grunt as I saw his image appear above me.

"You know it didn't. I don't know why you're asking."

"Just curious I guess." He laughed before shaking his hair about. I could feel small drips of water land on my white button-down I had chosen to wear on my date. Remembering my tie I loosened the knot freeing my throat from constriction "Did you use the technique I showed you?"

"Of course, I did. He just wasn't having it." I said finally lifting myself back up. This conversation was getting on my nerves and this formalwear had to go. I had blue balls and only a hot shower and some time alone would solve that.

"That's weird he always loved it when I did it." Jonathan laughed and moved across the room to his closet. Lifting the towel, exposing his firm ass he wrapped the towel around his scalp and ran it through his hair trying to get rid of the last bit of dampness.

"Can you stop bringing up the fact you dated my boyfriend," I said standing up. Jonathan reached into the closet and pulled out a pair of blue pants with small checks all over the length. My eyes moved down to his tight backside. I couldn't help but notice the length of his dick swaying between his thighs. I blushed and looked away.

"Hey don't get mad at me because you didn't get any!" He laughed turning around and throwing the towel and pants to the bed. He had no shame and a quick temper. It had been like that since High School. I kept my eyes fixed on a large poster of some famous rockstar next to his closet. Jonathan still had his post-high school built body that would bring me to my knees, literally. But he didn't need to know that.

"How long did it take you?" I asked feeling myself move back towards the door to the bathroom and my escape. That was when he turned to face me.

Ever so quickly my eyes landed on the massive cock between his legs. The veiny length rested in the tufted of dirty blonde pubes. Resting at a solid seven inches soft, the beercan thick dick bounced with the sway of his body.

Jonathan took a few steps forward and laughed. He could tell how awkward he was making me feel.

"That bitch put on our first date!" he answered with pride and crossed his arms. I lost my focus and my eyes just like anyone's traveled down to the length of his eight-inch cock. He was pale and uncut just like I liked them. Quickly I looked away again, "You must have done something wrong." Before I knew it Jonathan was standing just before me placing his hand on my shoulder with the ease and familiarity that only came with years naked in a locker room. I was so frustrated with his constant superiority.

"Dude, I did exactly what you said but it didn't work!" I said pulling away from his grip. He raised both his hands in the air as if telling me he didn't want to fight, "It didn't work with Brad it didn't work with Ethan and now it didn't work with Zach!" I almost shouted. His face turned red and I knew I made a mistake. Without warning he pushed me back. I stumbled and landed against his bed.

"You ungrateful short dick bastard!" Jonathan shouted. His hand landed on my crotch. I winced as my balls gave under the pressure, "Did you ever think it's because when they get down to the dirty they realize you don't have enough to satisfy them?"

I pulled Jonathan's hand away from my crotch and stood up. I was so tired of the little dick comments. Ever since he'd walked in on me in the shower two months ago it hadn't stopped.

"What is your problem?" I tried to move past him but his naked body stood in my way. I shoved at his chest but he shoved back with a laugh. My body didn't have nearly as much strength as his did.

"Tell me, do u use a she-wee when you use a public restroom or can you manage to stretch out your mini tootsie roll in between your legs to pee?" Jonathan laughed hysterically at his own joke. "At least I know now why you always use the stall in high school!"

Shoving me again he grabbed onto my belt loops. I tried to pull away but much to my dismay, he overpowered me. "Did the doctor confuse you for a girl at birth or did he whip out his microscope in time?" Pulling down my zipper he tucked away at the sides of my pants.

"Shut up man! Let me go!" I pushed away but tripped over my pants around my ankles and he pulled me back. With one quick move, my pants fell to the floor revealing the blue briefs beneath.

"I guess it's not really difficult to find underwear since you're not packing in the front or the back!" Jonathan laughed.

I swung my fist through the air but he grabbed it easily and pulled my arm down to my side. With a struggle he easily took down my other arm and twisted me about. I could feel the length of his dick hit my left thigh. After a moment of standing in this entrapped position, he finally let go and shoved me forward a bit.

I turned to see him standing calmly as if he hadn't broken a sweat.

My eyes traveled along his muscular frame. He was certainly a beautiful man. Jonathan stood in the doorframe of the bathroom, his presence commanding attention. His blonde hair, still slightly damp, framed his face as he leaned back casually against the frame. His tan skin highlighted the definition of his very muscular physique.

That was when he lunged forward grabbing the elastic of my boxers and pulling them to the ground. I gasped as the small dick he'd seen months before was now on full display. He let out a guttural laugh. I pulled the edge of my shirt down over my dick but it was too late.

"Jesus Christ dude how big is that? It barely looks any bigger than when I saw you in the shower!"

"It's 3 inches," I replied.

Jonathan covered his mouth. His thick forearms and large thighs spoke to his strength and athleticism, the muscles in his body subtly flexing with each slight movement.

Slightly leaning forward he pressed his hand against his stomach losing control of himself.

"Do guys accidentally stick their penis in your chode or does your little dick manage a weak erection?"

"Fuck off!" I shouted. Jonathan wiped away tears from his eyes. Taking a second look at my dick he shook his head.

"Why are your balls longer than your dick are your ovaries on vacation down south?" Again he began to laugh. He grabbed at his own dick which was more than three times my size. " Why don't you let me slap you with my dick so u can feel and appreciate what a real man's dick feels like?"

I began to move backward but he grabbed at my loosened black tie, "You shouldn't be buying ties to compensate for your manhood. Instead of buying ties, you should invest in a penis pump or some Viagra!"

The blonde jock pulled me closer with the long strand of fabric.

"You really can't satisfy anyone with that little thing! You should be glad Zach didn't get you in bed, after seeing a guy like me he would have died of laughter at seeing you."

Jonathan shoved me backward and I felt my feet give out beneath me. As I hit the floor Jonathan stepped back to look at me. Crossing his arms he looked like a father disappointed in his son.

"Your dick can't even reach the rim of the toilet I'm sure!" He laughed before turning and walking to the far side of his bed where his towel and pants rested. I watched as his dick bobbed back and forth as he moved. My dick never moved when I walked, "Get the fuck up, bitch."

I waited there a moment longer before I finally got to my feet. My roommate didn't look at me a second time before I quickly disappeared into the bathroom. Shutting the door behind me I could still hear Jonathan snickering on the other side.