With his horse dick fully erect and bobbing out in front of him, Derek asked the fully-clothed Donna "Is she serious about me keeping this hard-on?" pointing to his oversized rod. "I don't want to scare any of the women."
"Well, what do you intend we do about it?" asked Donna, hoping Derek would jerk off for her again.
"Well," began Derek. "I need to make it go down, and the only way to do that is to, you know, jerk off."
"Well, be my guest," Donna said.
"With you watching?" asked Derek, getting turned on even more.
"Of course. You did it for me at the beach today, remember?" Donna said. "Is your memory going bad or something? Is that big dick of yours using up all your blood and not enough isn't getting to your brain?"
"I remember, I remember," Derek said. "It's just I feel weird doing it in somebody's house." Donna was getting impatient. She wanted desperately to see Derek furiously wack off that big pecker in her presence, but she decided to give him further incentive.
"I'll start you off," she said. The brunette walked over and placed her right hand around Derek's engorged member, noticing the thickness of its head.
"Oh, is that where the term dick head comes from?" she asked. "I mean I never realized that."
"I think it is," said Derek. "You like mine?"
Donna smiled, and said "of course I do. God, it's so big, almost as big as my fist," she said. Donna eyed the head of Derek's giant cock very closely, wondering how a woman could even fit that part, let alone the shaft, inside her. She began stroking Derek's huge prick, noticing how strong it was in her grip, almost like a tree trunk. The bulging veins along its mighty shaft became even more visible, her right hand stroking back and forth, back and forth.
"Your dick is so damn big. Like a baseball bat," Donna mumbled. Derek was getting closer, and when he felt that he was going to shoot his load, he grabbed Donna and pulled her to his side. Thick, white come started gushing from his prick, shooting out in thick ropes right onto Jamie's neatly-vacuumed floor.
"I won't say anything if you won't," Donna said laughingly, rubbing the liquid into the carpet with her cute little foot. Donna then took Derek by the hand and led him out to the patio. There were over a dozen women in attendance, all in hot bathing suits and many with killer legs and large breasts just like Donna. It didn't take long for Derek to hear the first shout, coming from a woman in her early twenties standing about 10 feet away.
"Look at the size of that guy's schlong!" the voice screamed. Women came flocking over, all staring at Derek's appendage. Had he not come just moments earlier, he would have gotten erect right away, the feeling of having five women staring right at his crotch a little overwhelming. The scene itself was arousing enough to just look at - an entire group of stark naked men walking around a patio filled with five fully-clothed women in enticing outfits - but the language that was heard at this scene was even more provacative. It was as if everything here was dictated, and controlled, by the women - the conversation, the jokes, the games, and especially the men.
"Okay, okay, first, the rules," Jamie announced to the crowd. She actually had these rules written down, rules that had not been just made up out of pure fancy, but rules that had stood for many years at these gatherings. Jamie enjoyed CFNM even before the term existed.
"The obvious first," she said. "All men have to be COMPLETELY naked and the women must remain fully clothed. All men present," she continued, reading right from her booklet, "must obey the women at all times. Men must make their bodies fully visible to women. Absolutely no hiding behind chairs. All men must make sure every woman is given a very close-up view of his dick.
"To do this, you are to make the rounds. Every man must introduce himself to every woman, and let her comment on the size of his dick. Women may make jokes about his dick being small or big, and are encouraged to reach out and fondle his dick or balls. And fellas, if a women asks you to jerk off for her, you better do it. If you don't you will be asked to leave and won't be allowed to return."
Jamie then instructed the men to line up along the pool, all facing the women, with hands behind their back. The women giggled at the blatant view of male anatomy they were suddenly provided. Over a dozen members hung directly in their view, of all different shapes and sizes.
"First up is the measuring game," Jamie announced. "Each woman here, find a man, and the one who gets the guy with the biggest dick is our winner." Donna was amused by this.
"Um, I think I have this one in the bag," she said to Derek. Each woman was given a tape measure - Jamie had used to hand out 12-inch rulers, but in order to take further measurements, like girth for instance, tape measures were more appropriate.
While Jamie went on with further instructions, the woman standing next to Donna couldn't help but notice Derek's size. He playfully swung his hips back and forth, causing his soft dangly penis to smack gently against his thighs.
"My God," the young woman said, covering her mouth with a laugh.
Now that he knew he had her attention, Derek reeled her in more by further demonstrating his animated penis. He pointed it right at her, and now made his penis flop up and down, smacking loudly against his tummy.
The woman, her face bright red from blushing, had nowhere else to look but at his oversized tool. She gave Donna a look that suggested "do you see what I see?"
Donna also watched closely, as Derek flopped his penis every which way to the amusement of the two young women. This new woman that Derek had drawn in, a brunette, was a nurse, who had seen her share of nude males in many a CFNM situation at the hospital. But she had never seen anything like Derek.
"Watch, I can make it swing around like a helicopter propellor," he said. And sure enough, he did, making his huge tube steak swing around and around, picking up speed every time it circled. The young nurse burst out laughing.
"What is going on here?" asked Jamie, a little disgusted she was interrupted from her speech. She was, afterall, the emcee for the evening.
Jamie looked at the young brunette nurse, Shelly.
Shelly was too embarrassed to explain.
"He's (laugh)...he was making his..." she stammered.
Donna, her shyness fading every minute she was around Jamie, was more blunt.
"He was making his dick swing around like a helicopter," she said.
Everybody - including men and women - broke out into laughter, and now the men tried to do their version of the trick for the women measuring them. It was chaos.
"Alright, alright, everybody settle down," Jamie said over all the cheers.
"Derek, would you be so kind to show the entire class what you were doing?" she asked mockingly.
Derek walked in front of everybody, many seeing his penis for the first time. There were oooh's and aaah's, and a naying horse sound effect uttered by one of the men upon seeing Derek's hanging tool.
Derek then played the role of good sport, swinging his penis around like he did earlier, so everybody could get the show that Donna and Shelly enjoyed.
It definitely broke the tension. Even Jamie, a bit miffed that the party was behind schedule, was amused by the classic dick trick.
"Careful, you might be able to fly away with that thing," she said as his penis swung around in a dizzying display.
"It does look like a fucking propellor," one of the women said to Donna. "Jesus Christ."
Once the laughter had died down, Jamie was eager to get back to business.
"Derek?" she said in a monotone voice.
"Yes?" he replied.
"Stop playing with your dork and get back in line," she instructed.
"Yes mam," the man replied, hanging his head like a school boy who had just been yelled at by a demanding teacher.
"Now, to make sure we all get accurate measurements, I will use Donny here as a sample," she said, taking the hand of one of the five men at the party. Some laughs could still be heard from those who had not yet recovered from Derek's helicopter trick. But Jamie persisted on.
"Now, you take the tape measure, reel out a foot or so - Donna, in your case, maybe two feet or so — and then grab his cock and stroke it to full mast," Jamie instructed. "Place the end of the tape measure at the base of his cock and lay the yellow tape down on top of his prick. Run the tape all the way out to the tip of his penis, and there you have his size. Donny's cock measures 6.5 inches. Not bad, but clearly not the biggest here." The other three men besides Derek were also of modest size. The women all commented how the old stereotypes about dick size were not necessarily true - they noticed Derek had small hands and small feet yet had a baseball bat between his legs.
"Come on Donna, you are up. I think we all want to see just how big Derek's dick is," Jamie said. Donna took the tape measure, reeled out 10 inches. She looked at Derek's dick again, and reeled it out a few more inches.
"Here goes," she said. The 18-year-old brunette took Derek's cock in her hand, stroked it up to its awesome potential, and heard all the women were starting to giggle. She saw a few flash bulbs go off, noticing the women were taking full advantage of their chance to take pictures of such a huge phallus. Donna took the tape and placed it along Derek's huge cock. From base to tip, it measured no less than 13 and a quarter inches.
