Nick was a cocky fucker. He’d been the star rugby player at his school, and though countless people told him university would be different, he was still the king there. 6’2 and built, he didn’t care much about being toned, but he loved being big. Big arms, big legs, and best of all: a big cock - 7.5 inches last time he measured, and that was a couple years ago. He was 19 now, just starting his second year at uni, and he was every inch the stud. Every girl wanted him, every guy worshipped him.
It was his favourite time of year: bulking season. Nick was obsessed with getting bigger. Sure some guys liked shredding, liked six pack abs and visible veins, but Nick knew what people really wanted: a big, thick, strong rugby lad to pin them down and fuck them senseless.
Nick was blessed in every department, but he was most grateful for his big cock. He thanked for every day he was hung, so he didn’t have to worry about his tall frame and thick thighs making his dick look smaller. His height, build and cock combined made him the ultimate stud on campus. But it was his cockiness that became his undoing.
One day after practice Nick overheard a couple of his teammates talking about a supplement that would “give you the size you really deserve”. Nick was intrigued, and couldn’t help but eavesdrop.
“Is it just for, like, muscle growth?” said Jake, another guy on his team. Jake was pretty average in every regard, so Nick understood why he’d be desperate for more size. “No mate,” said Damian. “This’ll help you grow everywhere,” Damian said suggestively, and winked.
Everywhere.
Nick always wanted to get bigger, but he didn’t think it was possible for his perfect prodigious prick to get even more huge. Was that really possible?
Nick didn’t usually trust Damian. They were, in a word, “frenemies”, and big rivals on the team. But this was an offer Nick couldn’t refuse. Nick’s cock was maybe a half-inch bigger than Damian’s, and he couldn’t risk Damian stealing his place as the stud of the team.
“Is that true bro?” Nick said to Damian, once the locker room had emptied. “Your supplements can help you grow everywhere?”
“Of course mate,” Damian replied with a sly smile. “They’ll help you be as big as you deserve to be.”
“I’ll take them.”
…
As soon as Nick was home he stripped completely naked. His cock had been rock hard ever since he heard how it could get even bigger. He popped a couple of the pills and decided to take a pic of him, fully nude - one last time with his cock this size, so he could see how much bigger he’d get. After a couple of pics, he couldn’t resist starting to stroke his big cock with both hands. He usually lasted hours, but he was way too close right now at the thought of being even more hung. He blew his load pretty much instantly, and he swore it felt better than every other orgasm he’d ever had.
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He lay down on his bed and took a nap, knowing he’d be going out tonight.
…
Nick was showering for his night out, and felt a pang of anxiety when he was washing his dick and balls. I swear it feels different, he thought. He wished he could put it up to a cold shower, but it was fairly standard temperature. Maybe that huge load earlier took out of me, he thought. I’ll be back on top form tonight.
Nick was dressed in a tight rugby top and shorts for their social. He loved rugby socials - girls and guys couldn’t get enough of him in his kit, he’d be guaranteed to pull tonight. He met up with his teammates before they headed out. He could’ve sworn Damian looked him up and down before smirking - sure, they had a weird relationship, but Nick didn’t think Damian wanted him like that. Speaking of Damian, Nick swore his shorts looked tighter tonight, as if his bulge had already started to get heavier. Fuck, that’s gonna be me in a few days. I’m gonna get so big.
…
Nick pulled in the club no problem. Some girl named Emily, or Emma. Something like that. But when it came time to, yknow… he couldn’t get hard. Fuck. he’d never had this problem before. Maybe it was wanking earlier. Or the supplements. Maybe i have to wait to grow. Nick settled for a half-arsed blow job before Em-something fave up trying to get him hard, and he walked out pretending to be too drunk. No one would believe her anyway. He was still Big Man on Campus, and he was about to get even bigger.
…
Nick couldn’t believe it. It had been two weeks since he started taking the supplements and he hadn’t got hard once the whole time. His balls were bluer than ever, and he could’ve sworn they’d swollen to make his softie look smaller. This was the opposite of what he wanted!
Worse still, Damian had clearly had a growth spurt down there. he was at least an inch bigger soft, and was telling the guys he was 9 inches hard. A whole inch bigger - at least - than Nick. He couldn’t lose his crown like this. He’d started doubling up on the supplements a week ago but hadn’t seen any benefit, not down there at least. Hey, at least his body was bulking.
Nick stayed in the gym after the game, telling everyone he wanted a workout, hiding his real motivation - that he couldn’t bear to get beat by Damian in the dick department.
Unfortunately, Damian had stayed behind in the locker room, and was still there when Nick finally decided to shower.
“I thought you’d never come” Damian teased, as if he knew how long it had been since Nick had blown his load. “You finally joining?”
Nick didn’t have a choice, he just stood and watched as Damian stripped down and his huge cock fell out his boxers.
Nick was mortified. Fuck. That’s the biggest dick i’ve ever seen.
“Come on little man,” Damian teased. “Show me what you’ve got.”
“I’m not little man,” Nick snapped. “I bet i’m still bigger than you.”
“What, you don’t know? Surely you’ve seen that legendary cock of yours” Damian continued to tease. Nick feared he knew more than he should.
“Of course I have.”
“So let’s bet. Loser sends the winner a nude pic, and the winner gets to save it, and keeps it for as long as they want.”
Nick was puzzled. “You want a nude of me that badly, huh?” he smirked.
“Oh you have no idea.”
…
Nick was stripping down now. Moment of truth. And honestly? His cock had never felt harder, chomping at the bit to shoot his load everywhere from pure excitement. This was the moment he’d finally put his rival in his place.
Damian watched as Nick lowered his shorts and boxers in one fell swoop.
And it. was. Tiny.
Damian giggled slightly, causing Nick to blush from embarrassment before looking. Then he looked down.
“WHAT THE FUCK” Nick screamed, not caring if anyone could hear them. If he thought about it though, he really wouldn’t want anyone to walk in.
“WHAT THE… WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY COCK”
Damian was in a full-blown fit of laughter now, unable to compose himself in the face of Nick’s panic.
Nick meanwhile was close to tears. His legendary cock, his prized possession, his favourite attribute, had been reduced to a rock hard, leaking little dicklet.
“What have you done to me?” Nick cried.
“I told you bro,” Damian said smugly. “I gave you the size you deserve.”
Damian approached him and brushed Nick’s little cocklet with his pinky finger. With that, Nick realised two things:
One - Nick’s once proud cock was now the size of Damian’s pinky.
Two - He was about to cum from that alone.
He couldn’t hold it if he wanted to. Nick spurted out a pathetic little load. Whereas before Nick’s cumshots exploded with enough force to reach his face, this time it just leaked out in two little dribbles. Nick still felt painfully horny.
“Fuck bro, this worked better than I ever could’ve hoped,” laughed Damian. “I can’t believe you took those supplements no questions asked.”
“But you took them too,” Nick said softly, his bravado melted away.
“Do you really think we took the same pills? I gave you ones to shrink your cock down to size. Hopefully your ego will too”.
Nick collapsed to the floor. “But the rest of me still grew like you said. I feel bigger and stronger than ever”
“You’re still bulking, dipshit,” Damian said. “Besides, I wanted your muscles to grow. I want you big and strong.”
“You do?”
“Of course I do,” Damian said as he softly stroked Nick’s cheek. “That way your little micro cock is gonna look even smaller.”
Micro. Fuck. Nick was micro. Nick had a micropenis.
“It’ll grow back, right? This is just a prank right bro?” Nick begged.
“Oh Nick. Sweet, stupid Nick. Where’s the fun in that, Little Nicky,” Damian tormented.
Nick had already known the answer, but it didn’t hurt less.
I’m stuck with this. I’m stuck with a micropenis.
“Yes you are Nicky Boy,” Damian said, responding to Nick’s thinking aloud. “And now, you have to go home, and send me a pic of you and your little willy. Looking bigger than ever, almost everywhere.”
…
Nick stood in front of the mirror, posing just as he had two weeks ago. His body looked bigger and stronger than ever. But he felt no pride. All he could do was look at the rock hard little dicklet between his thick thighs. His prick hadn’t softened since his encounter with Damian in the shower over an hour ago. He was desperate for release, but for some reason, he knew he couldn’t cum until he’d obeyed orders.
He snapped a pic, and sent it to Damian, who called him immediately afterwards.
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“Awww look at my big strong lad,” Damian said patronisingly. “The stud of the campus, in all his glory. But something’s missing, right Nick?”
“…yes”.
“Yes what?”
“*yes sir”
“What’s missing Nicky?”
Nick paused, feigning ignorance. But he knew the answer. And he knew the torment that awaited as soon as he said it aloud.
“My cock sir.”
“You’ve got something down there though Nicky! You should be grateful shouldn’t you.”
“Yes sir”
“So say thank you”
Fuck. This was even more humiliating than the picture. Thank you?? For taking my cock?? Nick wished he could resist, fight back. But he knew it was futile.
“Thank you for giving me my cock sir”
“Good boy. You’re welcome Nicky.”
Nick paused. “What will you do with the picture sir?”
“I’ll keep it for an emergency, in case I ever need to use it. But you’ll make sure I won’t, won’t you Nicky?”
“Yes sir.”
“Good boy.”
Nick couldn’t believe how hard he was. He needed release again, desperately.
“I gotta go bro, i need to-“
“Nuh uh uh,” Damian interrupted. “I know what you want. And you know you have to ask permission.”
“Come on bro, haven’t I suffered enough? You took my cock, and now i can’t even wank?”
“You can wank, without permission. But it’ll cost you. And by morning, everyone on campus will have seen Big Nick’s Little Dick. So what’ll it be?”
He paused. “Can I stroke my little dick sir?”
“Of course Nicky. Knock yourself out. Be ready for tonight. We’ve got the social, and i want to see you in your tightest kit. Leave nothing to the imagination, Big Boy.”
Nick almost came from that snide comment alone. Damian had put the phone down, leaving Nick to wank in peace.
Unfortunately, Nick was used to using two hands. Now he could use two fingers at most. Which was fine, because he could barely last twenty seconds. His sensitive little dicklet came almost instantly, emptying his equally little balls.
Nick got up and looked in the mirror, as he had when taking the picture. His dicklet got hard again at the attention, and he sighed. This was his life now.
A million thoughts raced through his head. Would he have to stuff his boxers tonight? How would he hide it in the locker room with his teammates? How would he ever pull again? Was this the cock he really deserved?
But most of all, he couldn’t help but wonder: When would Damian let him cum again?
It was his favourite time of year: bulking season. Nick was obsessed with getting bigger. Sure some guys liked shredding, liked six pack abs and visible veins, but Nick knew what people really wanted: a big, thick, strong rugby lad to pin them down and fuck them senseless.
Nick was blessed in every department, but he was most grateful for his big cock. He thanked for every day he was hung, so he didn’t have to worry about his tall frame and thick thighs making his dick look smaller. His height, build and cock combined made him the ultimate stud on campus. But it was his cockiness that became his undoing.
One day after practice Nick overheard a couple of his teammates talking about a supplement that would “give you the size you really deserve”. Nick was intrigued, and couldn’t help but eavesdrop.
“Is it just for, like, muscle growth?” said Jake, another guy on his team. Jake was pretty average in every regard, so Nick understood why he’d be desperate for more size. “No mate,” said Damian. “This’ll help you grow everywhere,” Damian said suggestively, and winked.
Everywhere.
Nick always wanted to get bigger, but he didn’t think it was possible for his perfect prodigious prick to get even more huge. Was that really possible?
Nick didn’t usually trust Damian. They were, in a word, “frenemies”, and big rivals on the team. But this was an offer Nick couldn’t refuse. Nick’s cock was maybe a half-inch bigger than Damian’s, and he couldn’t risk Damian stealing his place as the stud of the team.
“Is that true bro?” Nick said to Damian, once the locker room had emptied. “Your supplements can help you grow everywhere?”
“Of course mate,” Damian replied with a sly smile. “They’ll help you be as big as you deserve to be.”
“I’ll take them.”
…
As soon as Nick was home he stripped completely naked. His cock had been rock hard ever since he heard how it could get even bigger. He popped a couple of the pills and decided to take a pic of him, fully nude - one last time with his cock this size, so he could see how much bigger he’d get. After a couple of pics, he couldn’t resist starting to stroke his big cock with both hands. He usually lasted hours, but he was way too close right now at the thought of being even more hung. He blew his load pretty much instantly, and he swore it felt better than every other orgasm he’d ever had.
He lay down on his bed and took a nap, knowing he’d be going out tonight.
…
Nick was showering for his night out, and felt a pang of anxiety when he was washing his dick and balls. I swear it feels different, he thought. He wished he could put it up to a cold shower, but it was fairly standard temperature. Maybe that huge load earlier took out of me, he thought. I’ll be back on top form tonight.
Nick was dressed in a tight rugby top and shorts for their social. He loved rugby socials - girls and guys couldn’t get enough of him in his kit, he’d be guaranteed to pull tonight. He met up with his teammates before they headed out. He could’ve sworn Damian looked him up and down before smirking - sure, they had a weird relationship, but Nick didn’t think Damian wanted him like that. Speaking of Damian, Nick swore his shorts looked tighter tonight, as if his bulge had already started to get heavier. Fuck, that’s gonna be me in a few days. I’m gonna get so big.
…
Nick pulled in the club no problem. Some girl named Emily, or Emma. Something like that. But when it came time to, yknow… he couldn’t get hard. Fuck. he’d never had this problem before. Maybe it was wanking earlier. Or the supplements. Maybe i have to wait to grow. Nick settled for a half-arsed blow job before Em-something fave up trying to get him hard, and he walked out pretending to be too drunk. No one would believe her anyway. He was still Big Man on Campus, and he was about to get even bigger.
…
Nick couldn’t believe it. It had been two weeks since he started taking the supplements and he hadn’t got hard once the whole time. His balls were bluer than ever, and he could’ve sworn they’d swollen to make his softie look smaller. This was the opposite of what he wanted!
Worse still, Damian had clearly had a growth spurt down there. he was at least an inch bigger soft, and was telling the guys he was 9 inches hard. A whole inch bigger - at least - than Nick. He couldn’t lose his crown like this. He’d started doubling up on the supplements a week ago but hadn’t seen any benefit, not down there at least. Hey, at least his body was bulking.
Nick stayed in the gym after the game, telling everyone he wanted a workout, hiding his real motivation - that he couldn’t bear to get beat by Damian in the dick department.
Unfortunately, Damian had stayed behind in the locker room, and was still there when Nick finally decided to shower.
“I thought you’d never come” Damian teased, as if he knew how long it had been since Nick had blown his load. “You finally joining?”
Nick didn’t have a choice, he just stood and watched as Damian stripped down and his huge cock fell out his boxers.
Nick was mortified. Fuck. That’s the biggest dick i’ve ever seen.
“Come on little man,” Damian teased. “Show me what you’ve got.”
“I’m not little man,” Nick snapped. “I bet i’m still bigger than you.”
“What, you don’t know? Surely you’ve seen that legendary cock of yours” Damian continued to tease. Nick feared he knew more than he should.
“Of course I have.”
“So let’s bet. Loser sends the winner a nude pic, and the winner gets to save it, and keeps it for as long as they want.”
Nick was puzzled. “You want a nude of me that badly, huh?” he smirked.
“Oh you have no idea.”
…
Nick was stripping down now. Moment of truth. And honestly? His cock had never felt harder, chomping at the bit to shoot his load everywhere from pure excitement. This was the moment he’d finally put his rival in his place.
Damian watched as Nick lowered his shorts and boxers in one fell swoop.
And it. was. Tiny.
Damian giggled slightly, causing Nick to blush from embarrassment before looking. Then he looked down.
“WHAT THE FUCK” Nick screamed, not caring if anyone could hear them. If he thought about it though, he really wouldn’t want anyone to walk in.
“WHAT THE… WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY COCK”
Damian was in a full-blown fit of laughter now, unable to compose himself in the face of Nick’s panic.
Nick meanwhile was close to tears. His legendary cock, his prized possession, his favourite attribute, had been reduced to a rock hard, leaking little dicklet.
“What have you done to me?” Nick cried.
“I told you bro,” Damian said smugly. “I gave you the size you deserve.”
Damian approached him and brushed Nick’s little cocklet with his pinky finger. With that, Nick realised two things:
One - Nick’s once proud cock was now the size of Damian’s pinky.
Two - He was about to cum from that alone.
He couldn’t hold it if he wanted to. Nick spurted out a pathetic little load. Whereas before Nick’s cumshots exploded with enough force to reach his face, this time it just leaked out in two little dribbles. Nick still felt painfully horny.
“Fuck bro, this worked better than I ever could’ve hoped,” laughed Damian. “I can’t believe you took those supplements no questions asked.”
“But you took them too,” Nick said softly, his bravado melted away.
“Do you really think we took the same pills? I gave you ones to shrink your cock down to size. Hopefully your ego will too”.
Nick collapsed to the floor. “But the rest of me still grew like you said. I feel bigger and stronger than ever”
“You’re still bulking, dipshit,” Damian said. “Besides, I wanted your muscles to grow. I want you big and strong.”
“You do?”
“Of course I do,” Damian said as he softly stroked Nick’s cheek. “That way your little micro cock is gonna look even smaller.”
Micro. Fuck. Nick was micro. Nick had a micropenis.
“It’ll grow back, right? This is just a prank right bro?” Nick begged.
“Oh Nick. Sweet, stupid Nick. Where’s the fun in that, Little Nicky,” Damian tormented.
Nick had already known the answer, but it didn’t hurt less.
I’m stuck with this. I’m stuck with a micropenis.
“Yes you are Nicky Boy,” Damian said, responding to Nick’s thinking aloud. “And now, you have to go home, and send me a pic of you and your little willy. Looking bigger than ever, almost everywhere.”
…
Nick stood in front of the mirror, posing just as he had two weeks ago. His body looked bigger and stronger than ever. But he felt no pride. All he could do was look at the rock hard little dicklet between his thick thighs. His prick hadn’t softened since his encounter with Damian in the shower over an hour ago. He was desperate for release, but for some reason, he knew he couldn’t cum until he’d obeyed orders.
He snapped a pic, and sent it to Damian, who called him immediately afterwards.
“Awww look at my big strong lad,” Damian said patronisingly. “The stud of the campus, in all his glory. But something’s missing, right Nick?”
“…yes”.
“Yes what?”
“*yes sir”
“What’s missing Nicky?”
Nick paused, feigning ignorance. But he knew the answer. And he knew the torment that awaited as soon as he said it aloud.
“My cock sir.”
“You’ve got something down there though Nicky! You should be grateful shouldn’t you.”
“Yes sir”
“So say thank you”
Fuck. This was even more humiliating than the picture. Thank you?? For taking my cock?? Nick wished he could resist, fight back. But he knew it was futile.
“Thank you for giving me my cock sir”
“Good boy. You’re welcome Nicky.”
Nick paused. “What will you do with the picture sir?”
“I’ll keep it for an emergency, in case I ever need to use it. But you’ll make sure I won’t, won’t you Nicky?”
“Yes sir.”
“Good boy.”
Nick couldn’t believe how hard he was. He needed release again, desperately.
“I gotta go bro, i need to-“
“Nuh uh uh,” Damian interrupted. “I know what you want. And you know you have to ask permission.”
“Come on bro, haven’t I suffered enough? You took my cock, and now i can’t even wank?”
“You can wank, without permission. But it’ll cost you. And by morning, everyone on campus will have seen Big Nick’s Little Dick. So what’ll it be?”
He paused. “Can I stroke my little dick sir?”
“Of course Nicky. Knock yourself out. Be ready for tonight. We’ve got the social, and i want to see you in your tightest kit. Leave nothing to the imagination, Big Boy.”
Nick almost came from that snide comment alone. Damian had put the phone down, leaving Nick to wank in peace.
Unfortunately, Nick was used to using two hands. Now he could use two fingers at most. Which was fine, because he could barely last twenty seconds. His sensitive little dicklet came almost instantly, emptying his equally little balls.
Nick got up and looked in the mirror, as he had when taking the picture. His dicklet got hard again at the attention, and he sighed. This was his life now.
A million thoughts raced through his head. Would he have to stuff his boxers tonight? How would he hide it in the locker room with his teammates? How would he ever pull again? Was this the cock he really deserved?
But most of all, he couldn’t help but wonder: When would Damian let him cum again?
