Note: All the high school students at the story opening are 18 years old.
Everyone calls me Oscar. A nickname I didn't choose and can't ever seem to shake. My actual name is Patrick Myer. You might be thinking that 'Oscar' Myer (my last name is not spelled the same, but is a phonetic match) has been with me since grade school; we did take a field trip to see the Wiener Mobile.
But the moniker actually came from high school gym class. You see, I have an unusually long skinny pecker. Think of the foot long wiener that's a summer favorite--especially at the ballparks--except I'm not twelve inches.
Even though I AM an impressive seven and a half inches, my tool is so thin I'm embarrassed to be seen with my pants down.
Once the fellas got wind of it, they told all the girls.
"His penis looks like a skinny hot dog," Bart told one of the hot girls named Lisa.
SPH - Skinny Penis Humiliation
Well, apparently Lisa wanted to see it for herself and asked me to the Sadie Hawkins dance. Back at her house that night, after the dance, I thought we were going to make out. Nope.
We started playfully wrestling. The fit cheerleader proceeded to pants me before I could even get her bra off. She got a good lengthy look at my long skinny noodle and tried not to laugh, but secretly enjoyed that she'd accomplished her goal. She coaxed me into jacking off for her while she proceeded to teasingly and playfully make fun of my wiener.
"Come on, Oscar! Don't be shy. It'll be fun!" she said. "I'll take off my bra. Let's see that long skinny thing get real happy!"
It was the first kind of any 'sex' I ever had.
"I bet that pathetically skinny penis is easy to choke off. Rub out a load for Lisa's titties. Will your cummies be skinny, scrawny little losers, too?" she laughed.
This orgasm through humiliation imprinted my future sexual desires.
I've been beating off constantly to penis humiliation ever since.
Taking Matters into My Own Hands
The nickname followed me to college. I learned to embrace my skinny pecker with the fellas by having fun with the idea that my dick was longer than all my friends. But finding hot girls who liked to tease me about it and make me masturbate for them was a difficult fetish to fill.
It was like I was perpetually back in high school and I'd beat off (alone) to a hot internet girl making fun of my dick. I just couldn't get past the erotic humiliation of a hot woman putting me in my place for my 'Oscar' wiener and I attached loads of sexual excitement to this debasement. I secretly wanted to be put into inferior and submissive situations.
A Text From Lisa
On a break my freshman year, when I was home from college, Lisa texted me out of the blue.
'I'm wondering if you'd want to get together for drinks while you're in town.'
Now one thing I recall about Lisa, is that she always has a goal in mind. Maybe it's an athletic thing. Deep down, I was hoping her goal was to make me beat off, again.
Not knowing what she was after was less important than sitting across a hottie while sipping a cold one. She even offered to buy.
Another Round
Lisa looked incredible. Her tight, firm cheerleader ass is in spandex volleyball shorts. Her toned biceps and pecs magnified by a red tank top, And her perfectly proportioned 34b breast almost completely visible as she announced she was only wearing two articles of clothing. Her shiny, chestnut hair was pulled back into a single power pony tail. Her sandaled toenails were polished red, as were her fingernails. And her deep red lips left a sexy outline on her beer glass.
Damn, I'd like to kiss those lips, at least once.
Her outfit wasn't really like date clothing, but more like a gym workout ensemble.
"I'm guessing college is fun and you're getting laid all the time."
"Quite the opposite. Maybe you could help me with that," I joked nervously.
After some small chit chat and two strong IPAs, I was feeling it. The beer goggles had me feeling bold, so I just came right out and asked her what's up.
"Is there any particular reason you asked me out for drinks?"
"You'd have to come back to my place and get naked if you really wanted the answer."
Wow, what the fuck! She didn't talk like that in high school.
But then I got to thinking. She has to be up to something. I might want to be careful.
Fuck it.
"Bartender, another round, please!"
The Real Reason
I could barely walk out of the tavern.
Lisa seemed to be holding up well and arranged an Uber for us to her place.
I was so drunk that when I got inside her apartment door, I started undressing.
"Wait. You best wait. You don't know what I want to watch you do."
My heart was pumping outside my chest. Could Lisa tell? She couldn't possibly know that I actually secretly long to be sexually teased and humiliated.
So this was my drunken reply, "At this point, I'll do whatever you want."
Lisa wasn't taking off any of her clothes and seemed way more sober than I.
"Here's the thing. I've been thinking about our Sadie Hawkins' night in high school. And ever since, I have been wondering about your long skinny penis."
This can't be true. Is she teasing? She can't be thinking what I was hoping she was.
Well, she wasn't.
Yoga Plow Position
"Lay down on your back and stroke your skinny little penis and get it real hard for me," she started out.
That took me all of fifteen seconds.
"Now keep in mind, you agreed to whatever you are going to do, right? I need to hear you say you want to show off for me."
"Yes. Yes, please, I mean," answering pathetically without still knowing what a weird twist was about to happen in just moments.
"Do you do yoga?" Lisa asked.
What a weird question to ask, I was thinking.
"Yes, I do."
"Then you are familiar with the plow position."
It wasn't a question. It was a statement. And in that moment, she grabbed my legs and gently, yet forcefully, guided them up over my head until my knees were resting next to my ears.
"Open your mouth," Lisa said firmly. "I want to see you suck your dick!"
Mathematical Calculations
Somehow and at some time, Lisa had done the math. She knew my skinny penis was long enough for me to fully mouth it and her goal was to prove it in person.
Lisa had correctly figured out that a person with a dick as long as mine who is thin and fairly flexible, can in fact, suck their own dick.
Truth was, I don't do yoga. But in my oblivious sexual tension, I lied.
And now, the tip of my skinny penis head was resting on my tongue. The little mushroom head was pulsing with the excitement of being cradled by a warm mouth. Mine.
"Take your hand off. No more monkey spanking; you're only sucking dick now. I didn't buy you all that booze to be disappointed. Now get busy."
Shit, she was serious.
This was the single most humiliating sexual moment ever. But deep down, I knew it would be all I'd be thinking about tomorrow.
Blow Job 101: Lips Go Over Teeth
I figured out pretty quickly that I'd need to use my upper lip wrapped over my teeth as the real stimulator for the sensitive underside of my skinny penis. And then I'd use my mouth and tongue to softly suck and create the feeling of a woman's warm pussy. My dick loved it. It didn't care whose mouth it was. Mouth's don't have genders.
Lisa began to verbally tease me.
And she wouldn't have known, but it turned me on even more.
Pat Sucks Dick
"Suck your dick, Pat. Suck it. Work that weird little penis until it rewards your efforts, you little cocksucker. You're gonna cum in your mouth. That's it. Work it. Look at you, you're good at this. Turns out Pat likes dick! Who knew?"
She hadn't called me by my real name since 9th grade. But she wasn't stopping there.
"Suck your dick, Patty. Come on Patricia get that cum out. You're just a little girly guy who sucks dick. You better finish soon or I'll get out my phone and everyone will see how you suck dick. You don't want that, do you?"
The whole time she was taunting me I was carefully sucking and working over the tiny head of my penis with my mouth and massaging the shaft just below the tip with my upper lip.
A Rhythmic Rockin' Ride
Lisa wasn't satisfied. She rested her stomach and chest along my back while her face was directly looking down at my self fellatio.
Lisa applied a little pressure against the small of my back. She gently pushed my lower back area and my penis slid into my mouth even further!
She really liked this and backed off a tiny bit before pushing me further into my mouth again. This created a slow rocking motion.
Lisa was fucking my mouth with my own dick and my dick really liked this. My penis felt like it was encased in a warm pussy (not that I even know what that means). So much so that after ten or fifteen strokes I exploded in bursts of cum. I quickly swallowed each blast while weirdly counting squirts in anticipation--and with the hope--that this part would end soon.
Snot Bullets of Cum
As great as it felt to have an orgasm...and as wonderful as it was to have my dick sucked...I never, in a million years, would have predicted that my first ever blow job would be successfully given to me by my own mouth.
'...four...five...six...seven...'
Shit, how many snot balls of cum will I have to swallow?
The little gooey chunks of ejaculate were quaffed one after another without stopping until none were left. And whatever resided in the skinny shaft post orgasm, was sucked out by my mouth and gulped down, too.
Lisa was grinning from ear-to-ear.
"That was awesome! I've always wanted to see that done in person! You're the only guy I know with a dick long enough to do it! Nice work Patricia. Really nice. You should be proud."
Proud? How about being seriously embarrassed?! Sure it felt good, but how weird, too. I was massively turned on and weirdly amazed at what I had done.
Text Barrage From Lisa
The next morning I was getting loads of texts from Lisa.
7:53 "What are you doing tonight?"
7:55 "Want to get ripped?"
7:58 "I'm buying."
I knew she only wanted one thing and I wasn't really sure how I felt about any of it.
8:01 "Come on. It'll be fun."
8:02 "I'll make it fun."
8:05 "How about this? You tell me what to wear."
She just kept texting and texting. While I just kept thinking about how I sucked dick and swallowed.
8:11 "Come on, Patty : )...I buy the booze!"
8:14 "Deep down you want this!"
