Let Her Look

With a deep breath you pull off your shorts, your less than 3 inch hard cock jutting out like a pinky attached to your crotch. Courtney gasps, her face horrified. She quickly puts a hand to her mouth in shock.

"What the hell is wrong with it? Why's it so small?" She asks bluntly, eyes never leaving your little cock.

You aren't sure how to answer that, and can only shrug, your diamond hard erection straining to reach her. Now it was your turn to be surprised. Courtney climbed up onto the seat on all fours, slowly crawling over so that her hands were near your legs and her head posed over your dripping erection. Without asking you, she reached out and grabbed it with her left hand. Only her bottom two fingers could fit around it, and she frowned as she adjusted her grip.

“Ive never seen a cock like this on an adult… even on other white guys.” She blushes a bit, releasing your leaking cocklette. “Sorry, i was just really surprised. The guys on the track team always said you were tiny but i thought that was mostly teasing.”

You're beat red now, unsure whether you want to cum from her attention or cry from her casual humiliation. As she leans back from you to give you space to change Courtney adds, “I want to say i think it’s really cool how you seem so comfortable with your disability, most guys try so hard to make it seem like theyre hung, and then theres you who just doesnt give a fuck they have a tiny cock!” It seems like it’s supposed to be a genuine complement.

You quickly pull on the humiliating panties and shorts, noting with despair you are still rock hard. Already you feel a growing precum stain leaking through the panties. Soon enough it will stain your shorts too. Courtney notices as well, frowning slightly.

“You can’t go out like that dude. You’re gonna stretch out my clothes. Maybe we have to call the run off?”

Despite how happy she claimed to be that you were comfortable in your own skin, you can tell from her babying tone of voice she thinks less of you now. Maybe you should call it off? You could also try asking her to give you a minute to “relieve” yourself, hell… maybe shed join in? Or you could play it cool, and invite her back to your place to hang out?