Trying again

“Pfff, too similar? That cannae be! Try again, laddie, and focus now, aye?!”, Baelog grumbled.

He had a point, I guess. Seconds later, the ever helpful dwarf had his cock deep in my throat. I was gagging, saliva flooding my mouth as his cock filled it up.

“Ye gettin’ a good measure o’ that, laddie?”, Baelog asked.
“Mmmrrrphhhh!” [Yup, I think I got a pretty good idea.]
“Och, this be feelin’ good, it does... Aye, just like that, lad! Ye’re doin’ great!”, he grunted, his balls now resting on my chin.
“Mmm... mrrrphhh, mrrrp?” [Are you done yet?]
“Ah, what about givin’ this a wee try?”, he grunted again, rocking his cock in and out. “It’s got tae work better, surely?”

His balls started slapping repeatedly against my chin. While it didn’t give me any idea about his size, it gave me a pretty good understanding of what it felt to be face-fucked.

I gasped for air as he finally withdrew his spit-covered cock from my mouth.

“Aye, that oughta do it!”, Baelog exclaimed happily.

I just nodded back furiously, thinking about how to reply. It didn’t matter though because the next dwarf eagerly took Baelog’s place before I could say anything. As his pair of balls slapped my chin, I could see the other two stroking their own cocks, waiting for their turn...

Over the next half an hour, the sounds of ball slapping against my chin along with glucking and gawking filled the room. It somehow felt that this wasn’t a measuring contest anymore. Initially, I kept wondering how this actually helped me measure them better, but I soon forgot all about it. They did, too, as everyone started getting carried away. Oh well, these things happen! They kept calling me a pretty cockslut made to receive dwarven cock. I objected a couple of times, but I just ended up getting slapped across the face with a fat cock. Lesson learned, I guess!

The night culminated with the four of them loudly unloading on my face. Splash after splash, the thick dwarven seed made me resemble a painting of the great artist Jackson Pollock who was much revered in the old ages. A minute later, the four dwarves handed me my clothes and slammed the door behind me with a roaring laughter.

As I walked back towards my room naked, face covered with my clothes in my hands, I ran into one of the barmaids who gave me a knowing look...