The angry dwarf.

Nancy boggles at my cock as I tower over her, jacking slowly.

“I mean—that’s just so weird looking,” she says with a cringe.

She isn’t wrong. All cocks are weird looking, but mine is an outlier. Some girls that I managed to get naked with refused to touch it, others were curious about it but wouldn’t dream of taking it inside of them. They might watch me get myself off with next to no help, then titter about it to friends later.

I don’t have a long, proud porn cock, but it isn’t a cute boner always ready to spring to life either. My penis is a fat, angry dwarf. That’s what they called it. It is thick, like a can of coke in the middle and tapers dramatically at the ends. When the tight foreskin is **** back, the head pops out suddenly, deep red and round like a clown nose. My dick takes time to fully engorge, and the mixed reactions women have given me has only made it more difficult. Suffice it to say that I’ve never had a repeat customer.

The woman under me has the same expression of disgusted surprise some of them had. Fortunately for me, Nancy’s opinions mean nothing anymore. “Show me your nipples,” I tell her flatly. She continues to stare at it as she complies, working her bra down enough to peek the nipples free. They are cute eraser nubs, perfect for playing with. I stop stroking long enough to bend forward and pinch one hard enough for her to yelp and grab my hand. She stops and scrunches her nose, pulls my hand to her face, sniffs, then shoves it away.

“Jesus, Kyle! Do you ever wash that thing?”

I smile. It is so freeing to not feel the constant shame and self-consciousness around a woman. This is perfect. I can use Nancy to build up my sexual confidence, to try everything I ever wanted to try, then ditch her for a real woman when I’m done with her. I make a mental note to check online marketplaces to find out what she might be worth.

I grab her hands and pull them up to my nut sack. She recoils, but I hold them until she starts to fondle it. She struggles with where to look, alternating from looking at my angry dwarf or away, at anything else in the squalid apartment.

“That’s right... That’s a good use for your little hands, isn’t it?” Nancy is surely disgusted, but also, she can’t disagree. “Get those balls ready.” I thump my cock harder. “When you feel them tighten up, then you’ll know I’m going to cum and you’ve done a good job.”

Gradually, she massages my nuts with a little enthusiasm. She explores the testicles individually for a while, then she loops her fingers around the base of it and stretches the whole sack down firmly, raking her fingernails over the tightly packed mass.

“Yes, baby. That’s a good sex toy.” Disgusted or not, she works my balls harder as I keep stoking over her. She actually smiles, lost in concentration for a bit, her pretty face haloed in tangles of faded blue hair among the piles of panties and party-girl outfits her mother gave me.

My sack starts to tighten up. Nancy’s smile widens. Yes, here it comes... I reach down and grab a fist of her hair, lifting her head in an unnatural angle as I grip my cock near the head and yank the foreskin back, popping the angry red head out right at her face. She blinks and tries to recoil, but a little to late. The dwarf spits thick cum, striking with a wet splat across her eye and nose. She jerks to the side only to get hit again in the ear.

“Aaaah! Oh my god! That is so fucking gross!” She spits a string of goo away from her lips.

I squat down just enough to wipe my drooling cock off in her hair, then I let her go. She sputters and gripes, wiping cum from her face with panties as I sigh in pleasure. I get myself a snack and some water, anticipating having another round with Nancy soon.