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Chapter 7 by Robert West Robert West

Does it?

Oh, god no.

The crowd passes you around, a few of the women pinching your naked ass as you unwillingly crowd surf overhead. You try to cover your tiny cock, but the constant jostling makes it difficult. It also starts to stir your manhood. You mentally beg yourself not to get an erection right now, but as it is one to do, your body ignores you.

When they set you down, you hear squeals, and laughter, before someone yells above the crowd. "Oh my god he's got a boner!"

"And it's tiny!" shouts another crowd member, as seemingly countless people start snapping pictures. You cover yourself, but quickly feel someone grab your hands and secure them behind your back. They tie them together, leaving you completely unable to cover your tiny erection. You hang your head in pure humiliation, as the crowd starts to chant "Baby boner" at you.

Soon, you see the dark haired girl cut through the crowd, and push you back up against the wall. "Looks like our little friend is getting excited from all this attention. I think it's time we had us our first minute man challenge of the year!" The crowd lets out a loud cheer. You don't know what she's talking about, but you don't like how it sounds. "Someone get me a stool and a stopwatch!" She shouts, which you like even less.

Quickly, both things materialize. With no ability to stop it, you are lifted up onto the stool, so the whole crowd can see you. "Now, if you can hold out the full minute, we will give you something to wear. If not, you have to stay naked the entire time, and you're only allowed to leave when we say. Alright ready... set... start the clock!" As soon as she yells that, she grabs your little boner between her thumb and forefinger, and begins to stroke you. Eventually she switches to a whole hand grip, giggling.

"It disappears in my hand!" she shouts, causing you to twitch. You can feel the climax beginning.

"Twenty seconds!" shouts a member of the crowd, as the raven haired women rubs your little cock faster. You spasm a bit, having trouble staying standing, but you desperately don't want to cum in front of an entire party full of students.

"Forty seconds!" The time keeper shouts, as the woman begins gently tickling your balls with the other hand.

"Come on babydick." She whispers in your ear, "Cum for me." You think about baseball, or hot dogs being made, or literally anything you can to stave off the climax.

Do you last the full minute?

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