A tiny dick and a revelation

DJ sat there waiting for something to pop through any of the holes in the wall. As he licked and sucked on the sweet and salty treat in his mouth, he thought about his morning and why he was here. The scene with him and PK, him choosing his outfit, driving here, it all seemed off somehow. Before he could really latch onto that thought, the curtains parted and a cock slipped through the hole.

Before it was even fully through, DJ was already turning to it. An emptiness in his throat and a need for his lips to be around something began to overwhelm him. That was when he realized exactly what had come through. He could tell he had been hoping for something big, meaty, maybe even black. Instead, it looked like someone’s shriveled up pinky sitting over a pair of wrinkly balls. Pulling back, DJ stared at the cock in front of him and tried to fight the feelings of need that was coursing through his body.

‘Oh baby, don’t fight me now.’ PK’s voice was distant in the back of DJ’s mind. Not even really acknowledging the voice, DJ leaned forwards and gave the tiny cock an experimental lick. Pleasure sprang from his tongue and lips as he contacted the cock. The moan that escaped his throat was as loud, if not louder than that of the man on the other side of the wall. Taking a deep breath to prepare himself, DJ spoke. “God, I wish you were bigger.”

With that out of the way, the feminized boy took the saggy hanging ball sack into his mouth and began to lap at the prizes within. One hand held his still damp lollipop while the other reached up and tried to toy with the shrimp dick. Only really able to get a thumb and two fingers onto the shaft, DJ began to try and pump it. The weak member started to harden at the ministrations that he was laying on it.

“God, suck that dick bitch.” The deep voice from the other side of the wall came through perfectly to DJ’s ears. Sudden shame erupted in his head as he let the balls fall from between his pink painted lips. It came from his neighbor down the street. James was an older man whose wife had left him years ago, complaining about a lack of fulfillment in her marriage. DJ had gotten close to the man as he helped him try and put his life back together after his wife had left. The man had told stories of his time in the military and had impressed on DJ that real men were Marines, like him.

Lolling his tongue out, DJ began to draw it from the base to the tip of the three inch cock in front of him. He could tell that the little thing was never going to get any bigger. What was worse, was a sudden jealousy at how little it was had begun to form in his mind. A smaller cage would have been easier to hide, better for his incredibly tight and barely existent dress. Pulling the pencil dick between his lips, the boy began to bob his head up and down the fraction of inches it needed to.

“**** on it bitch!” James' deep voice reverberated through the wall. DJ could only scoff as he continued to suck at the cock expertly. His tongue swirled around the entire thing in the way that he would normally treat just the glans. It didn’t take long before he could feel the saggy balls tighten up in his grip and the weak spurts spilled into his mouth.

Without even forcing him to swallow from size, DJ simply let the semen fall back down his throat. Disgusted at the weak showing, and at how he had looked up to the man, he sat back down on the stool and put the lollipop back between his lips. The tiny dick slipped back through the hole and a wadded up ten dollar bill dropped next to him.

Leaning down to pick up the bill, DJ could feel something happening as the semen settled into his stomach. The need he had felt at the sight of the cock had disappeared after he had relieved James. As his stomach began to absorb another man’s cum, a feeling of clarity fell over him. His mind raced back to the start of the day, and he could tell every move that PK had made against him. He could feel each individual push. He had never wanted to do this.

The bile rose in the back of his throat as he continued to suck on the lollipop. DJ could feel his tongue moving the candy around in his mouth as it tried to coat the treat in any of the remaining cock juice. ‘I like it when they figure it out. It is my favorite part.’ DJ knew what PK meant, it was simple enough to figure out. The entity had cursed him to need cum, to desire it. Then as soon as he swallowed it, all the programming would fall away and leave him to deal with the knowledge that he had just sucked off a 60 year old man willingly.

A tear began to form in his eye as DJ tried to fight the feeling of disgust. The worst part though was that the physical need stayed. His now coated lollipop had become the best thing he had ever tasted. He even wondered just how good it would taste if a real man had come in his mouth.

“Fuck… I have got to get out of here. But…” Stood and started to make his way towards the door to try and escape the hellhole, only to look back at the other holes and wonder if something might pop through soon.