Ranch's Bitch By Brian Porter birdflies@outlook.com M/m/M+, rural, college, masturbation, reluctance, non-reciprocation, mild domination. Posted at Nifty.org, please donate so we can keep posting and reading erotic stories for our entertainment. Please, visit: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Part 02 -------
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.
End of part 02
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