This is like 75% fiction.

When my girlfriend Nancy and I were in our sophomore year of college, both nineteen, we went to a mixer at one of her sorority sisters’ houses. The party was cohosted with a frat.

We arrived around eight in the evening, and Nancy instantly began talking to people. She went from group to group as she was very friendly. I tried to catch up, but fell behind and lost her. I sat for a minute on a couch, minding my own business, looking around at everyone.

They were all in groups, either chatting or playing some kind of card game, Truth or Dare, Kings Cup, etc. Regardless, everyone was drinking heavily. Then I got back up to roam around, looking for Nancy.

I heard laughter from the dining room, so I walked in and saw Nancy. She was sitting with two of her sisters, Diana (twenty, and Nancy’s big sister), and Lilly (nineteen). They were laughing together. Nan looked like she was having a blast. I made my way over and sat next to her. She embraced me with a soft kiss.

Nancy asked, “Where were you, in the bathroom?”

“I got lost in the shuffle while you were mingling.”

“Ok, you’re here now, sit, sit.”

I sat and looked over in the kitchen. I saw two dwarves drinking with a bunch of people, laughing and joking around. “Whoa, who are they?” I asked.

Her sister Lilly said, “That’s Joseph and Tim (both twenty-one). They’re Sigma Alpha’s.”

Nancy told me, “That’s the frat cohosting tonight.”

“They’re actually really cool guys to be around, you’ll see,” Lilly stated

I asked, “Ok, what were you ladies talking about?”

Diana said, “Oh, we were just talking about sex.” They all started giggling.

Nancy replied, “Nothing, we’re just happy drinking and talking about our jobs.”

Lilly yelled, “Bullshit, we were talking about the frat guys over there and how cute they are, right Nan?”

I looked at Nancy, and her eyes were wide with embarrassment.

“Danny, she’s lying,” Nancy said. “They were talking about the frat guys. I was talking about you.”

I said, “Whatever, doesn’t matter. What are we doing tonight?”

Diana said, “I’m not sure yet. Everyone else here kind of grouped up already. You have any ideas?”

“Nada,” I said.

We heard, “DIANA, we’ve been looking for you.”

We all look over and see Tim (Black) and Joseph (Spanish) walking to greet Diana. Tim said, “Hey, little sis, what’s up?”

D said, “Nothing, we’re all just trying to see what game we’re going to play.”

Joseph chimed in, “How about truth or dare?” Everyone laughed.

Lilly said, “They’re playing that in the living room. How about team poker? Us three vs you three.”

Nancy asked, “What’s team poker?”

Lilly said, “Everybody’s dealt a hand and whoever has the best hand in the end, that team wins.”

Everyone looked around and agreed. The cards were dealt and the game was underway. Tim won us guys the first game with a straight to the ace. I won us the second with a full house, kings over jacks.

While we were playing, I noticed Tim and Joseph paying close attention to Nancy, complimenting her on her gameplay and asking her and Lilly questions about their sorority lives and experiences. They were mainly looking at Nancy, though.

I just laughed on the inside and said to myself, “Go ahead, boys, knock yourselves out. You’re wasting your time, but good luck. Pfft.”

The game was pretty even for the next half hour or so thereafter. We were getting tired of the game and were going to call it quits to do something else when Lilly yelled out:

“Let’s play one more game…but make it interesting.

Joseph and Diana both asked, “What are you thinking?”

“How about the losers strip naked and take a picture together that we’ll put front and center in the sorority and frat house photo display cases.”

I sat stunned, as everyone who wasn’t playing the game apparently heard her and jumped all over it. They started cheering hectically.

“Welp, that settles it, said Diana. Hey, everyone, get ready for some nudity tonight.” Again, every onlooker cheered.

Nancy had a surprised, uncomfortable grin on her face, like she was second-guessing her decision to play. She was very conservative and barely liked being naked around me. I was internally freaking out. You see, I’m not big at all. I’m on the very small side…Very. Under one inch when soft and a little over three inches at its hardest.

The final hand was dealt, and the entire room closed in around the six of us. The crowd wasn’t just watching—they were invested, chanting, hyping it up like this was the championship round of some drunken college tournament. My palms were sweating so badly that I could barely hold my cards.

Nancy leaned close and whispered, “Babe… it’s just a game. We’ll be okay.” But her voice trembled. She didn’t believe that any more than I did.

Diana laid her cards down first. “Two pair!” she announced, and the room erupted.

Joseph followed, “Three of a kind!”

Tim sighed and dropped his hand. “Garbage.”

Lilly smirked, fanning out her cards dramatically. “Straight.”

The crowd cheered again. Then it was down to me. Everyone closed in, cameras already half-raised, waiting for either glory or disaster. I swallowed hard and laid my cards down. “Nothing. Absolutely nothing.”

A collective gasp shot across the room, followed by roaring laughter, groans, and rowdy shouts. The kind of energy drunk college kids live for… and guys like me dread.

“We lost!” Joseph yelled dramatically, throwing his hands up like this was the end of the world.

Tim slapped his forehead. “Oh my God, dude—WE’RE the ones stripping?”

Tim and Joseph then shared a wink and a smirk, like they had already planned this out. I asked, “What was that look about?”

Tim said, “Nothing, don’t worry.”

I told them, “Give me your cards.” They both just threw them into the pile that was being reshuffled.

The room exploded. People banging on tables, stomping the floor, chanting: “TAKE! IT! OFF! TAKE! IT! OFF!”

My stomach dropped through the floor. Nancy grabbed my arm, biting her lip, eyes full of worry—not judgment, not cruelty, just that helpless look of someone who can’t shield you from what’s coming.

Diana pointed at us. “Alright, gentlemen, a deal’s a deal.”

Tim, drunk and fearless, just shrugged. Joseph high-fived him like this was normal Tuesday behavior. They started peeling off layers without hesitation, laughing, feeding off the crowd’s energy.

I was frozen.

Whispers were already starting. Not cruel, not malicious—just curious, excited, rowdy. Nancy, who knew my shame, murmured, “Danny… I’m so sorry.”

Tim and Joseph were arrogantly striking stupid poses, hamming it up for the cheering crowd like true frat showmen. Then all eyes turned to me. People were chanting my name. Every insecurity I had was clawing up my throat.

I pulled off my shirt with trembling hands. Someone wolf-whistled. Someone else yelled, “Let’s go already!” The noise felt like a wall closing in. We continued stripping until we were down to

Someone else yelled, “Come on, just take it all off at once already, geez.”

We did as told and dropped everything at once. Silence filled the room. Everyone’s eyes went wide. Tim and Joseph, the dwarves, were hung like bulls…big ole bulls. Big balls, too, each one the size of their fists.

Diana looked at Tim and Joseph and yelled, “Jesus, you two are hung like fucking horses.”

Lilly simultaneously yelled, “Holy shit, those are huge fucking cocks.”

Nancy didn’t speak, but she gasped loudly and stared cross-eyed and open-mouthed.

Diana looked at me and started cracking up. “Yo, what the fuck? Nancy, you said Danny was average.”

Some guy yelled out, “Yeah, average for a leprechaun.” Everyone laughed as Nancy looked at me with a sad smile and mouthed,

“I’m really sorry.” Her gaze was then drawn back to Tim and Joseph, who were already looking at her. They were swaying their large, uncut, at least six-inch soft cocks back and forth, aimed at her. I felt mortified.

Diana yelled out, “Ok, picture time. Where are we taking this?”

Lilly asked, “How about by the fireplace?”

Diana jumped and said, “That’s a great place, come on, boys, over here.”

We walked over as people were still laughing at me and admiring them. We got there, and Tim and Joseph stood at my sides, leaving my little boy dick eye level with their faces.

Joseph said, “I guess it’s a little bigger up close. That means absolutely nothing, though, Mr. Inchworm.”

Tim asked, “Umm, could you get that tadpole out of my face now, please? I don’t like baby shrimps.”

Lilly said, “Danny, get down on your knees, please, so your little peepee can be level with their big cocks.” More laughter. I did as told and dropped down. I looked down, first to my right, then left. They were seriously massive, not just comparatively. Some pornstars would be jealous.

Lilly said, “Damn, I didn’t think it would be Danny with the midget dick.” Everyone laughed again as Nancy just looked at me with pity in her eyes.

They took a picture from the other side of the room, then one up close. And I’m sure many that I didn’t see them take. They were well over double the length of my little hard-on, thickness too.

And they were completely soft, mind you, hanging down like limp tree branches.

Diana said, “I can't wait to see the look on the photo developer’s face when I pick these up.”

Then Tim and Joseph spun around in unison and smacked my little package with their huge pendulums. It made loud slap sounds. Tim’s dick had a big curve like a boomerang, so his plump dick head slammed into my little balls with force. I winced from shock and pain, then fell straight back onto my ass. Everyone had a nice laugh at that.

I even saw Nancy crack a smirk as I was getting back up. I followed her eyes after that smirk, and they were locked on Tim and Joseph…the two little guys…with mammoth dicks. Her eyes followed their every move, never breaking her stare from their impressive pricks. Her eyes got wider with every swing of their battering rams, as I felt smaller and smaller.

Then, Nancy looked over and saw me catching her gawking at Tim, Joseph, and their meat logs. She gasped when she knew she’d been caught. Then she mouthed, “I’m really sorry, Danny. But WOW, those are monster cocks.”

I was humiliated, but what made matters worse was that Diana and Lilly also noticed Nancy’s overt attraction to both of their enormous slabs.

They both looked at me as D said, “Wow, I think she really likes them. Not just their huge donkey cocks, either…huh Nancy?” Nancy again shied away in embarrassment, then looked at me with sorrow and regret in her eyes.

Everyone stopped laughing as we got redressed. They then went back to partying. I sat down at the table we were playing at and looked horrified as Nancy came over to me.

“How are you, baby?”

I said, “I guess I'm ok, I’m not physically sick or anything, just humiliated. I mean, how the fuck do dwarves have dicks that big? It’s beyond rational thought. It’s just not fair.”

She said, “It’s not the end of the world. I still love everything about you. Even your penis. I don’t care how big they are. Or…”

“Or how small I am?” I asked.

Nancy sat silent. Then said, “Daniel, listen to me…You’re my boyfriend. I want you, not them. I want your penis, not theirs.”

We got up to go inside, and I found a couch to sit on with Nancy on my lap. We were talking and drinking while everyone conversed and went back to playing their own games. I went to the bathroom to pee.

I got back to the living room and saw Tim and Joseph sitting across from Nancy and Lilly, laughing away. Tim and Joseph didn’t stop laughing when I walked back in. If anything, their snickering got louder. I slid back onto the couch, pulling Nancy onto my lap again, trying to make it clear she was with me.

But Tim tapped his foot and raised an eyebrow at Joseph like they were sharing some inside joke.

Joseph leaned forward with a grin. “Bathroom break took a little while, man, huh? Were you playing with your little weewee in there?”

I shrugged and paid attention to Nancy.

Tim snorted and said, “You get lost in there or just avoiding comparisons?”

Lilly rolled her eyes, but she didn’t step in. Nobody did. The room had that drunk energy where people let things slide because it wasn’t their problem.

Nancy squeezed my hand. “Ignore them,” she whispered.

But they didn’t let it go. Tim looked straight at her. “So, Nancy—what were we saying before he came back? Oh yeah. You were telling us how you always like confident guys. Bold guys.”

Joseph added with a smirk, “Yeah, guys who don’t get rattled by a little competition.”

I felt Nancy tense on my lap. “Guys, knock it off,” she said with an awkward smile. “We were just talking about the mixer, honey.”

But Tim leaned back, arms stretched behind the couch, eyes locked on her like he was testing me. “And you still haven’t told us which of us you think is the funniest,” he teased.

Joseph nudged him. “Or the most…‘impressive,’ remember that part?”

They weren’t even hiding it anymore. They were circling her with words, nudges, inside looks—like I wasn’t even there. Like I was the tag-along nobody had to respect.

My jaw tightened. My pulse kicked up.

Nancy tried to deflect. “I said none of that.”

But Joseph gave me a look that was half-smug, half-mocking.

“Relax, man”, he said, “We’re just talking. No need to get sensitive about the…size of things.”

Tim burst out laughing. “Yeah, we’re just comparing stats, skills…attributes… Little details. You know.” I froze. Nancy’s face flushed with embarrassment. Lilly looked anywhere but at us.

Diana encouraged them, “Relax, it’s just jokes. Nobody’s being mean — it’s just brutal honesty. If it wasn’t true, it wouldn’t land…Am I right?”

Joseph kept it going, looking at Nancy, “You look embarrassed for him. That’s worse than laughing…You lower your voice when you talk to him. Everyone here understands why.” People snickered at that last line.

That was it. The last straw. “Back the fuck off.” I snapped, leaning forward with Nancy still on my lap. “I’m serious. Enough.”

A silence rippled across the room. A few people nearby looked over. Tim and Joseph exchanged a look, amused, not intimidated. Joseph raised his hands.

“Whoa, tough guy. Okay.”

Tim added, “Ok, we’ll back off. For good.” They stood, brushing invisible dust off themselves. “But,” Tim said, smoothing his shirt, “You gotta earn it.”

Joseph stepped closer, lowering his voice just enough that only our little circle could hear. “One more thing, he said. One more chance to prove yourself.”

I clenched my teeth. “What?”

Tim grinned. “One final game of poker, we get one hand against you.”

Nancy exhaled sharply. “Guys—stop. This is stupid.”

Joseph ignored her. “If you win, we'll back off permanently. You won’t hear a comment, a joke, a tease, nothing.”

Tim nodded. “Done deal. We leave you two alone.”

I stared at them, my anger boiling hot. “And if you win?” I asked.

Joseph smiled slowly. “If we win?” …He let the pause stretch, letting the humiliation hang unspoken but obvious… “If we win, we get Nancy downstairs for an hour.”

Nancy straightened. “Like hell you do.”

Tim held up his hands. “Sorry, honey, but that’s our catch.” He smirked. “Simple.”

Joseph finished with a final jab: “You lose, you take it on the chin — not out on her. Got it?”

Tim said, “And by the way, ‘little bro,’ when we win, you have to stay here and wait to take Nancy home.”

My fists curled. My pride screamed to reject it. But the look in their eyes, mocking, certain, superior, hit harder than anything they said. They didn’t want a game. They wanted a chance to defeat me publicly, again.

I looked at Nancy. She looked worried… but not because of them. Because she could tell I was reaching the breaking point.

She whispered, “Danny… don’t let them bait you.”

But it was too late. I stood up slowly. “Deal.”

Tim and Joseph grinned like sharks who smelled blood.

“Perfect, Tim said. Let’s shuffle the deck.” The room didn’t feel like a party anymore. It felt like an arena.

People drifted in from the kitchen, the hallway, even the backyard, once word spread that something was happening again. Drinks were in hand. Everyone smelled the drama. Tim sat across from me, grinning like he’d already won. Joseph shuffled the cards with loud, snapping flourishes meant to rattle me.
Nancy stood behind me with her hands on my shoulders. Warm, worried, tense. I could feel her breathing faster with time.

Lilly muttered, “This is dumb…” but she didn’t step in. No one did.

Diana shushed her, “Stop. Enough getting in their way…let them talk.
College crowds don’t stop a train wreck—they watch it.

Joseph dealt the cards slowly, like a magician unveiling a trick. I picked up my hand. Seven of clubs.
Two of hearts. Garbage. My stomach dropped. My throat tightened. The room felt suddenly too small, too warm, too loud.

The room circled us like a storm tightening its eye. No folding. No escape. One hand would decide everything. Tim held the deck like he was holding all the power in the world. Joseph lounged back in his chair, smug and loose, grinning like he’d already swallowed the victory.

Nancy stood directly behind me, hands on my shoulders—warm, tense, protective. I could feel her heartbeat through her palms. Joseph tossed his head toward Tim.

“Deal it slow. Let him… soak in the pressure.” Tim obeyed, flicking each card with a loud snap against the table. Two cards slid to me. My breath caught as I lifted them. Seven of diamonds. Two of clubs.

My stomach fell through the floor.

Nancy leaned down, whispering urgently into my ear, “Oh God… Danny… It’s bad, isn’t it?” I couldn’t answer. But she saw it in my face anyway.

Tim and Joseph saw it too—they didn’t need to see my cards. They smelled blood. Joseph smirked. “Hope you brought your A-game, buddy.

Tim snorted. “Or at least, A game.”

A few people around us laughed nervously, like they weren’t sure if this was fun or cruel.

Lilly crossed her arms. “This is getting intense…”

The room didn’t move. No one wanted to stop it. They were invested. The flop hit the table: Jack of clubs. Ten of spades. Four of diamonds. Still nothing. My heart hammered so loudly I could barely hear the whispers around us.

Nancy’s voice trembled. “Danny… this is unfair. This is rigged, I swear—”

But the rules were clear. No folding. One hand. Win or lose.

Joseph leaned in, studying the board. He didn’t hide the smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“Feeling good over here,” he said lightly, knowing exactly what he was doing.

Tim drummed his fingers on the table. “Yeah… I’m liking my odds.”

The fourth card flipped: Ace of hearts. The crowd murmured—some excited, some wincing. Still nothing for me. Nancy’s hands tightened on my shoulders so hard I felt her fingers tremble.

“Oh no…” she whispered, horrified for me.

The whole room could sense it—the inevitability, the tension, the perfect setup for humiliation.

Joseph locked eyes with me. “You ready for the river?”

I swallowed hard. “Just flip it.” He did. Jack of hearts. The crowd reacted instantly:

“OH—! Damn… What a killer draw.”

Nancy pressed her hand over her mouth. “Oh my God…”

Joseph already knew he had it. He flipped his cards over with slow, theatrical confidence: Jack.
Seven. Three kings. An absolute dagger. The room erupted with noise. Some cheering. Some groaning. Some pitying silence. All of it stung.

I stared at my useless seven-two like it was a punchline everyone had heard before I even opened my mouth. Tim slapped Joseph on the back. “Boom! That’s how it’s DONE, baby.”

Joseph didn’t gloat loudly this time—not at first.
He leaned back, looked straight at me, and asked over his shoulder: “Well… that went exactly how we thought it would, right Timmy?” The room winced.

Tim added, “Rough look in front of your girl, man. Real rough. But great look for us…And we’re not even naked again…Yet,” he said with a wink to Nan… I felt nauseous.

Even after the game ended, the room wouldn’t settle. People nearby kept replaying the final hand, reliving it like it was the highlight of the night. A couple of them even repeated Joseph’s stupid jabs, laughing like they were part of some inside joke.

I felt Nancy stiffen next to me every time someone mentioned it. She stood close enough that her hip brushed against my shoulder, like she was physically shielding me from the rest of the party. I didn’t want to need protection. I wanted to stand up on my own. But I couldn’t, I just had to accept that I lost. And they won.

I turned towards the corner of the room and saw Diana walk out of her basement door with a giddy, mischievous look on her face. She walked over to Nancy’s other sisters and started whispering to them. Then they all started laughing like little girls.

I didn’t even care what it all meant. My mind was spinning, thinking of what just happened…and what was about to happen…to my girlfriend.

Tim shouted across the room: “Oh, Nancy! We’d like to see you downstairs, pronto! We each want to show you something…Something, Big.”

She turned her head halfway but didn’t move. Her hand tightened around mine instead. Joseph chimed in,

“He’ll be fine. Come on, sweetie, just for a moment…Or sixty.” They both snort-laughed. She stayed planted, nervous, and frightened.
I could see her mind was spinning too — she was loyal to me. But she was obligated to them. She was caught in a tug-of-war I never wanted to put her in. The anxiety returned in waves. Not because I doubted her, I didn’t. But because I knew what was going to happen downstairs.

I said to myself, “My Nancy was going to be fucked. By two dwarves…who looked like little kings next to me…For an entire hour.” I couldn’t even remember my name at that point. My mind was flooding with images.

Many images of what I’d seen before. The third-arm-sized cocks on those two, the hungry look in Nancy’s eyes as she measured them without shame, and the disappointment in Nancy’s eyes while she looked at my little embarrassment.

Joseph, getting aggravated waiting for her to make up her mind, took the initiative and walked over to us. He grabbed Nancy by the hand and pulled her away from me while saying,

“Don’t worry, little guy, we’ll return her completely unharmed…and fully satisfied…for once.” He snickered, looking down at my crotch. Nancy’s sisters laughed at the comment as well. I said nothing. I couldn’t. There was nothing I could say.

Nancy reluctantly followed them towards the basement door. She looked back at me one last time and mouthed, “I love you.” Then, the three of them disappeared down the staircase. Nancy’s stomach was in knots…mine too. The door shut behind them, leaving me with a lump in my throat.

The basement wasn’t even crowded — just Tim, Joseph, Nancy, and too much empty space. All she saw was a TV on a desk, a bathroom door on the right, a dresser on the left, and a pool table in the middle of the room.

Nancy hugged her arms tighter against her chest, her skin prickling with a mix of nerves and something she wished she couldn’t feel. The basement felt too quiet, too dim, too private — the kind of space where people crossed lines without meaning to. Or because they meant to.

“God… what are they expecting? What do they think I’m going to do?” Nancy swallowed hard, her breath shallow. “Why did they want me down here? Why me, of all people? They’ve been on edge all night, laughing, pushing, testing boundaries. They were bold upstairs…What happens when no one’s watching?”

“And why… why does the idea of being wanted by two men at once feel so powerful and terrifying at the same time?”

Her stomach knotted. “I can’t believe this. I’m theirs, for the next hour. Do I trust these two? No. Not even close. What has Danny done to me?” She squeezed her eyes shut — but that didn’t help. 

“Why am I reacting like this? This isn’t me. I’m not like this. I don’t want this… right?” A tremor worked through her chest. “But they want me. Badly. They’ve been locked on me since the second they walked into the dining room. And Danny…Danny got pulled into their stupid game. I told him not to. I begged him not to. And he did it anyway.”

Anger mixed with dread. “He gambled with more than just pride. He gambled with me. With my night. With my safety. With… whatever this is going to turn into.” Her fingers dug into her own arms. “Why is this moment so dangerous? Why do I feel it so deeply?”

“What if I freeze? What if I don’t freeze?” The last thought hit her like a punch.

It terrified her. It thrilled her. It made her stomach flip in ways she didn’t want to admit. “God, what is wrong with me? Why am I— why am I even thinking about this? I should be going back upstairs. I should leave. I should go back to Danny. I love him. I chose him.”

But her feet didn’t move. Her heart hammered. Her mind spiraled through every possibility the next hour could hold. “What if I’m not strong enough to say no? What if they don’t give me room to say yes? What if I’m angrier at Danny than I want to admit? What if something happens down here that I can’t undo?”

And the scariest thought of all: “What if a part of me wants to know what they’ll try? God… what are they expecting? What do they think I’m going to do?” She swallowed hard, her breath shallow.

“Why did they want me down here? Why me, of all people? They’ve been on edge all night — laughing, pushing, testing boundaries. They were bold upstairs… what happens when no one’s watching?” Her stomach knotted.

“Are they planning to corner me? Push me? Try something I’m not ready for? Would they even stop if I said no? Do I trust them? No. Not even close.” She squeezed her eyes shut — but that didn’t help. It only made the images in her mind sharper:

Tim, stepping closer than he should, took her hand in his, brought her to the table, and had her sit down. Then he and Joseph climbed up. Joseph, giving a knowing smile.

She hated how her pulse jumped just imagining it. “Why am I reacting like this? This isn’t me. I’m not like this. I don’t want this… right?”

A tremor worked through her chest. “But they want me. Badly. They’ve been locked on me since the second they walked into the dining room. Why does my chest tighten at the idea of them closing the space between us? Why does a part of me want to know how far they’re willing to go?”

“Plus, those are some huge donkey dicks they’re hiding in those shorts, not just for little men, for some pornstars, too.. I would never have thought that a midget could have a dick that fucking big.”

“I mean, Danny’s dick is so fucking small, not even in comparison. I wonder what it would feel like to suck and fuck a really big cock. Will it hurt?”

“What if they don’t let me leave if I’m too uncomfortable? What if they touch me too hard, too soft? What if I like it?”  The last thought hit her like a punch. Her breath hitched. She hated herself for it — absolutely hated it — but beneath the fear was a spark she couldn’t put out.

The kind of spark that came from knowing they had wanted her privately for hours — and now they had her exactly where they wanted. It terrified her. It thrilled her. It made her stomach flip in ways she didn’t want to admit.

“God, what is wrong with me? Why am I— why am I even thinking about this?” Her thoughts went back to me. “I love him. I chose him, I love him. I chose him, I love him. I chose him.”

She tried to run upstairs, but her feet didn’t move. Instead, her heart hammered. Her mind spiraled through every possibility the next hour could hold.

“What if I’m not strong enough to say no? Can I even say no? What if they don’t give me room to say yes? What if I’m angrier at Danny than I want to admit? What if something happens down here that I can’t undo?”

And the scariest thoughts of all: “What if a part of me wants to know what they’ll try? What if I…enjoy it?”

Underneath all the nerves…there was something else she hated admitting —the twisted thrill of being wanted so intensely by two men at once. Not because she wanted them, but because she hadn’t expected tonight to make her feel anything like that.

Joseph stepped closer first, studying her expression.
“You’re jumpy, he murmured. Relax. We’re not gonna hurt you.”

Tim came around her other side, forming a loose triangle that made her pulse spike. “Yeah,” he said softly.

Joseph jumped in, “We just… wanted a minute with you. And now we got sixty.” They both laughed.

“Actually, about fifty-eight minutes left now. Let’s go, honey, let’s get this show on the road.”

Nancy tried to laugh at that comment, but all that came out was a weak sigh. Her breath caught. She backed up a step automatically, her back falling straight down onto the table. They took her hands and pulled her up.

“Guys… I have a boyfriend,” she warned, voice shaking. Joseph nodded once
“Yeah. And he didn’t listen when you told him not to take the bait.”

Those words hit harder than she expected. She looked down at the floor, remembering exactly what she had told me — “Don’t challenge them, don’t let your pride drag us into something stupid — and how fast he jumped into the final game anyway.” Her guilt twisted into anger.
“He gambled. With himself…With me…With everything. I don’t know if I can forgive him for this.”

Tim leaned in just slightly, reading her hesitation. “You’re here because of his choices,” he said gently.
“Not yours.”

Nancy closed her eyes. She knew that wasn’t fair — but in this moment, it felt true. Then Joseph brushed a hand along her cheek, slow and testing. She gasped and leaned back…but he leaned forward just enough that she couldn’t escape the moment.

“Nancy…” he whispered, “just one.” He leaned in and kissed her — soft, brief, testing the boundary. She froze. Her mind screamed Stop, but her heart was pounding too fast to think clearly. Tim’s hand brushed her arm, tentative, not forcing anything — as if waiting to see what she chose.

Nancy pulled back, breathing hard, shaking her head.

“I—I shouldn’t,” she stammered. “I can’t…I’m not supposed to…”

Joseph tilted his head. “He didn’t protect you from this, he said quietly. He pushed you into it.”

Nancy’s chest heaved. She hated hearing it. She hated that part of her believed it. They didn’t push again. They waited. And in that awful stillness…she felt the heat in her own chest. The confusion. The swirl of anger, adrenaline, fear, and the sickening thrill of being the center of someone else’s attention.

How do I know all this? Because while Diana was downstairs, she apparently set up a hidden video camera, and now she had the feed playing on the big-screen TV in her living room. Worst party ever.

They moved closer. Tim leaned in her ear and said, “By the way, we’re bigger than what you saw up there.” Nancy’s eyes widened with lust.

Joseph continued, “You’re about to have a night you’ll never forget, sweet cheeks.” Nancy shivered, her breath catching. Then, Joseph leaned in and kissed her again, taking her by surprise this time. Her eyes widened as she debated her next move.

She didn’t pull away. She had given in. She leaned forward instead. And she kissed Joseph back, not wildly, not graphic, but with a trembling, conflicted intensity that made it clear she was giving in emotionally and physically.

Tim moved closer, his presence at her side, waiting —
and she didn’t push him away. Her guilt burned through her, but so did something else she didn’t want to name.

She kept kissing Joseph, even as her mind pleaded with her to stop. And she didn’t.

Tim moved into her neck and started kissing it, making her moan into Joseph’s mouth. She was surprised by her reaction. “What the hell was that? Am I enjoying this?”

Both guys kept kissing her and started fondling her breasts. She again let out a moan. Then Tim began lifting her blouse over her head. She hesitated for a second, then gave up and lifted her arms in the air to help them. They removed her top, leaving her in her strapless pink bra.

Joseph just looked at Nancy with a suggestive smirk, then he nodded to her to make the next move. She knew exactly what he wanted.

Nancy instinctively reached behind her back, unclasping her bra, covering her breasts with one arm, while twirling her bra over her head. Then she wrapped it around Joseph’s neck and pulled him in for a heavy kiss.

Her arm fell, exposing her thirty-two B’s to them. They high-fived, and both went right at her boobs. Licking, sucking, pinching, nibbling. The rush drove a shock to her core, and she yelped out with intense pleasure, “Oh wow, that feels incredible.”

Tim laid her back on the table and kissed her softly, like she was the only thing that mattered to him at that moment. That meant the world to her. It showed her that she wasn’t just a piece of meat to them. She was their desire. That tickled her in a way she had never felt before.

Nancy took the initiative and pulled their shirts over their heads, showing her their flat stomachs. She gulped hard and put a hand on each of their chests. She rubbed up and down as her body temperature rose. she thought to herself. “Yes, they’re dwarves. But man, their bodies are incredible.”

Joseph lowered his hand to the top of her pants’ zipper. She froze again and thought, “Ok, this has gotten way out of hand.” But all that came out of her mouth was a light whimper.

Joseph sensed her hesitation and said, “Nancy, you were just moaning in ecstasy. Why do you still pause? You know at this point that you want this just as badly as us…Probably more, am I right?”

Nancy blinked twice, closed her eyes, and nodded softly in agreement. They both moved down and unzipped her fly. Then they pulled her pants off...she lifted her legs in the air to aid them...her legs dropped back down, but Tim and Joseph caught them and

started kissing them up and down.

Nancy was really feeling their lips hit sensitive spots on her upper thighs. The sounds she made—quiet, unguarded—were all the confirmation they needed to know she was done fighting…she was theirs.

Nancy didn’t know what came over her, but she lifted her butt and pulled her thong up over her legs, giving them the ultimate access they wanted since they saw her. Then she spread her legs and asked, “You boys hungry?”

They looked at each other, and Tim asked, “Who first?”

Nancy closed her eyes and said, “Surprise me, cuties.” They played rock, paper, scissors to see who got to eat her first. Tim won and jumped right between her legs. Joseph went back to her boobs and started fondling and sucking them hard and fast.

Nancy started moaning louder with every tongue-lashing he gave her. Then he stuck his tongue deep into her dripping-wet pussy and ate like it was his last supper. It took Tim about three minutes before Nancy exploded with a massive, pool table-shaking orgasm.

Nancy yelled out, “Oh yes, oh baby, yes baby, I’m cumming for you baby, here it is. HOLY CRAP I’M CUMMING.” Then, she bucked forward and grabbed Joseph by the head. She pulled him in and kissed him intensely as she was finishing her climax.

She laid back down until she felt better. Then, she looked at Joseph and said, “Your turn, big boy.” Joseph wasted no time getting in position. His tongue was a lot thicker and longer than Tim's, so she instantly started screaming.

“OH MY GOD, YOUR TONGUE’S BIGGER HOLY CRAP, DON’T STOP. STUFF THIS LITTLE TWAT WITH THAT HUGE THING.”

Joseph said, “You think this is big, just wait.”

Nancy knew what that implied and started rubbing her pussy hard with Joe eating it. She came a few minutes later when Joe started fingering her too. Then she collapsed back down again.

Tim and Joseph rested for a minute, then they stood up on the table above Nancy. They pulled down their pants. Nancy saw the enormous bulges in their crotches and got nervous…and horny as fuck.

She thought again, “Wow, those are big. How big do they get? Will I be able to handle all that? Will it hurt a lot? Why is my pussy tingling and wet?”

Then they sat her up and propped her up into a doggy position on her hands and knees. Then the guys dropped their briefs. Nancy screeched. They stood there, both half-hard, both licking their lips at her.

“Jesus Christ, how big are those fucking things? They’re monsters.” Nancy was shocked beyond belief

The guys just laughed. Joseph said, “I’m eight, Timmy’s eight and a half.”

Nancy’s eyes shot open, and her mouth gaped like she just realized what was about to happen wasn’t a fantasy anymore. Tim lined up in front of her as Joseph went behind her and started licking her butt.

“Whoa, what are you doing?” she asked.

“Don’t worry about it, just enjoy it,” said Tim. Then he took his dick and put it right in her face.

Nancy was afraid, vulnerable, and guilty…but HORNY…like she never was before. She closed her eyes, leaned forward, and opened her mouth a little. Her eyes shot open as his huge meat stick entered her mouth. She was scared by his girth…and his length.

Tim had his hand on the back of her head and he got her mouth down about five inches before she smacked his legs, letting him know to stop. He let go and she flew back, pushing Joseph off the table.

Nancy grabbed her throat and felt dirty, filthy…and ALIVE. She kept rubbing her throat when Tim asked, “Was that too much?”

Nancy said, “Jesus, that was a lot of cock, Timothy.”

“Should I go easier?” He asked.

She looked up at him, grabbed his dick, and said, “Make me swallow this thing, baby.” Then she took it down her throat and took Tim’s hand. She put it on the back of her head and said with his dick down her hole, “Pull…HARD.” He pulled harder, and Nancy screamed, gagged, gargled, and stuck her tongue out like she was being electrocuted.

Joseph jumped back on the table and reinserted his tongue into her ass. She squealed with approval and shook her butt for him. Then she looked up at Tim as he continued fucking her throat. She shot him a wink and a thumbs-up.

He kept fucking her throat for about five minutes before Joseph came up for air and said, “Hey, can my dick get some attention over here?”

Tim gave her one final really hard thrust, pushing her almost all the way down on his eight and a half-incher. He let her go, smacked her across the face twice with his still hard dick, and stepped back. Joe stepped up. Nancy took hold of Joseph’s dick and started sucking furiously.

Nancy looked at Tim with Joseph’s dick in her mouth and slightly audibly said, “Fuck me, big daddy, fuck me.”

Tim scooted fast to her other end, butt still up, presenting her tight twat to a huge cock that didn’t belong to me. He lined his log up to her tiny slit and rubbed it on her cunt.

Nancy groaned louder than a bullfrog as she knew she was about to be taken to pound town…and she couldn’t wait…She said loudly, “I’m sorry, Danny. You brought this on yourself, though. Sucks for you up there. But WOW does it rock for me down here.”

Then, she looked back at Tim with a thumbs up and a wink as if to say, “Go ahead, plow me.”

Tim wasted no time as he shoved his salami up her glistening sex hole. Nancy screamed with immense pain. It expanded her pussy so much she thought her pussy was going to split open. She screamed, but was incoherent with her words. She had a giant dick down her gullet. Regardless, it was obvious she was in pain.

Nancy kept grimacing but continued to blow Joseph. After getting Nancy used to his dick, Tim started going faster. Nancy’s screams of pain turned into moans of tremendous pleasure. It didn’t take more than a few minutes for Tim to pound Nancy into another shaking orgasm. This time she squirted a lot.

Tim didn’t stop fucking her, and Joseph kept pulling her all the way back on his dick. She was completely filled in at both ends. She was in heaven; a painful, uncomfortable heaven…

She kept yelling, “HARDER, FUCK, HARDER TIMMY.” She came again, shortly after, and needed to lie down; her knees were killing her.

She rested as the guys gave her a rubdown. More moans, as she loved the feeling of four hands on her naked body. She looked over at the clock, and it showed only half an hour left. She hopped up and said, “Let’s go, we’re running out of time.”

Joseph responded, “Then get the fuck back up here and on top of me.” Nancy gladly did as she was told and started rocking back and forth on his huge dick. More screaming as he started slamming her up and down hard on him. Tim hollered as he smacked her ass cheeks while she was riding Joseph’s dick.

Nancy announced, “Fuck yeah, spank this little ass.” Tim spanked her repeatedly so hard she started crying but told him not to stop. She rode Joseph’s dick and got spanked so hard and fast, she had another massive orgasm.

Then Tim and Joseph both laid down on the pool table and had Nancy trade off in reverse cowgirl between fucking one cock and sucking off the other one. Nancy was in paradise, cumming once more on Joseph’s hard slab of beef.

They fucked her to where she was panting and gasping for air. Her moans only inspired Tim and Joseph to push harder and further into her two holes. Her final scream was blood-curdling, like it was her first ever orgasm. She came on Tim’s thicker dick. She shook her whole body as she climaxed hard and squirted like she was a water fountain.

There were four minutes left in the hour, so Tim and Joseph stood up on the table and had Nancy get on her knees on the floor. They had her jerk them off until they were both ready to fire. They started shooting Nancy with wad after wad of cum all over her eyes, nose, in her hair, on her neck, breasts, and stomach.

The worst part was that Nancy was so in her own zone of horniness that she didn’t even bother to shut her mouth. They shot four big loads right in her suckhole.

She hated it when I would cum in her mouth accidentally, so to say I was shaken to my core when Nancy shut her mouth and swallowed would be an understatement.

Tim said, “That’s a good girl, we’re both so proud of you.” Nancy was on cloud nine, proud of their approval of her performance. Then, the guys got dressed and helped Nancy wipe herself off. Then Nancy got dressed.

Joseph leaned into her ear and said something inaudible. She smiled brightly and shook her head yes. Then they came upstairs. Nancy came out of the basement and walked, legs wobbling, over to me.

“Hey, sweetie. Did ya miss me? Man, my legs are weak. I wonder why.”

I asked, “Can we just go, please?”

“Umm, that’s the thing, baby, I think I’m gonna stay here tonight. Me, Tim, and Joseph are gonna…watch a few home movies they’ve made. I’m sorry, Daniel. You can leave now. I still love you.”

“Peace out, lil' bro,” said Tim.

Joseph added, “Yeah, thanks for taking the bet, little guy.”

All three went back downstairs, laughing all the way. I was left feeling dead. I looked at the tv screen and saw Tim whisper something into Nancy’s ear.

She squeaked and said, “I already said no, my little booty isn’t ready for things that big.

Joseph cried out, “Oh, come on, baby girl, we’ll be nice and slow with you. And we won't even make you do ass to mouth afterwards.”

Nancy said, “Fine, just PLEEEEASE go slow, my little asshole’s only meant for Danny’s tiny dick.”

That line killed me, but it didn’t matter anymore. I just lost my girlfriend, to two fucking dwarves…with tent pole-sized cocks. And now they were going to shove said poles up her tiny little butt.

Nancy bent over the pool table, pulled her butt cheeks apart, and braced for impact as Tim lined up first.

That’s when I heard Diana say “OK, Danny, time to go. This next part is for adults, not little boys. Guys, throw him out.” Four or five of the other frat guys grabbed me and escorted me to the front door.

As we left, the frat guys and sorority girls started singing, “NA NA NA NA…NA NA NA NA…HEY HEY HEY, GOOBYE LOSER.”

I left the party without my self-respect and my now ex-girlfriend, Nancy.

I got home and recollected the night that just happened, and everything I just saw. I still had a boner, so I took care of that right away. I jerked off for about a minute before I came buckets and fell asleep alone…

…The end.