Two years had passed since Samâs tiny dick was put on display in the middle of the school hallway for all to see.
Sam had entered high school and life wasnât too bad. A new school meant a new reputation. He was fifteen now, and had begun to grow into his lanky body quite nicely. His arms and legs were becoming quite muscular, but one part of Sam still stayed small: his cock.
Basketball season had begun, and Sam was only a freshman, but he was tall AND talented. For these reasons, he had become the only freshmen to make the JV team. He was so excitedâcoach even said he could sub a few varsity games! Sam was ecstatic.
His blonde hair bounced around his face as he ran down the court, and all the freshmen girls loved it. You know who didnât love the way his hair bounced? Owen.
Owen was a junior and the son of the varsity coach. He was a little shorter than Sam, but more muscular and much more sure of himself on the court. He had dark hair and a short fuse. Sam had replaced him under the net at the end of their last scrimmage, and Owen didnât like it one bit. He spent days mulling over how to get back at Sam for humiliating him and subbing into his spot that week before.
âYo, Owen, you gotta check this out. Dude, look...â Greg hollered across the locker room. âMy little sister sent me this after I told her who made the team...â as his voice trailed off, he turned his phone towards Owen. On the screen was that little brat Sam, and...he was...naked? Well, almost. His shirt was pulled up, his pants and undies were pulled down, and his arms were out like a scarecrow. If Owen zoomed in, he could see the tiniest dick that he had ever seen.
âOh, this is good...â he said with a smirk. âThat little brat has a little fucking dick.â
âUnless itâs grown since then!â Greg countered. âMy sister said this was when they were in seventh grade.â
âWell, thereâs only one way for us to find out.â Owen cracked his knuckles and flashed a devilish grin as he walked towards the gym doors. Practice was about to start.
Coach Stevenson blew his whistle and the guys gathered around.
âAlright, men,â coach said in his deep chest voice. âDue to scheduling conflicts, the cheerleaders will be practicing at the back wall of the gym. Steer clear of them as you play, and, for the love of God, leave those poor girls alone while youâre on the court. You can flirt after weâre finished.â Coach tapped his clip board with his pen. âNowâSmith, Reeves, Gallagher, Jones, and McGrawâyou five are gonna start as shirts.â He glanced at Owen and then at Sam. âOwen, you take Sam, Clarke, and the Ianuzo twins. Youâre skins.â
This couldnât have been a more perfect set up.
Owen took off his tight shirt and flexed his upper body ever so slightly. The cheerleaders were watching him and the other boys as they stripped off their tees; they swooned over Owen, and some giggled at Sam and how cute and tall he was. Such eye candy.
As practice went on, some of the boys got more aggressive and showy in hopes of impressing the girls. Whenever theyâd bring the ball down to Samâs side of the court, theyâd really try to show off for the girls as they got closer toward their practice area.
After one blatant foul on Sam, he walked his sweaty self to the free throw line and started his pre-shot ritual: bounce the ball once, spin it in his hands, bounce it two more times, and then bend his knees and shoot. Sam knew he had to focus on this shot to impress coach, and also to impress the girls, who were just a few yards behind the basket. Some had even taken out their phones to record him and his sexy glistening chest. He felt so cool.
Sam was so focused on his pre-shot ritual and all the attention from the cheerleadersâhe didnât even hear Owen sneaking up behind him. Just as Sam bent his knees to shoot, Owen grabbed the sides of his basketball shorts as tight as he could and yanked. Sam lost his balance and totally missed his shot.
This really WAS perfect.
Owenâs hands grasped just enough fabric to get Samâs shorts AND his jockstrap down to his ankles. Even though Owen was behind Samâs small white butt, he figured from the look on the cheerleaders faces, not much had changed for Sam in the penis department since heâd been pantsed back in 7th grade. This was gold.
Sam couldnât believe he was completely naked in front of all of these people. Sam couldnât believe he was completely naked in front of all these girls! The ones who were recording couldnât stop cackling. Nobody could stop laughing! Sam was sweaty, and that meant his hairless balls and baby dick were even smaller than in their normal state. Pair that with the âshirts versus skinsâ and...there was no hiding it. Within hours, everyone would know Samâs cock was small.
Coachâs whistle pierced the air. âOwen! What the fuck?â He threw his clip board on the ground. âSam, pull your pants up, for Godâs sake!â Sam was frozen for what felt like forever. His face was sharper and handsomer now; his body was developed (well, except for, yâknow); his demeanor was different. But all that came crashing down in a single moment. His tiny secret was out and now he felt so small.
Owen was still stifling his laughter. He wanted to humiliate the kid, sure, but he didnât think heâd get this lucky.
âOwen, pull them the hell back up!â Coach yelled. He often forgot his son was such a bully.
âOkay, coach...â Owen replied in a snarky tone. He bent down and grabbed Samâs jockstrap, then pulled it up until Sam yelped. âHehe, wedgie!â Owen said under his breath. The pain in Samâs balls was agonizing but it still didnât compare to the embarrassment he felt being nude in front of this gym full of people.
As Sam pulled up his shorts, he tried his hardest not to cry. He didnât even grab his shirt or let coach get a word in before he bolted back to the locker room to hide in shame.
âThat was fucking hilarious, dude.â Greg reached out for a high five and Owen happily obliged.
âYeah, man.â Owen smiled sinfully once more. âThat little punk is going to be showing his tiny pecker off a lot more this year and he doesnât even know it yet.â
So much for a new reputation.
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