Very Different

You are still standing in the center of the circle of women, completely naked except for the pointed ears and face paint. Your soft, ice-shrunk cock is on full display—tiny, wrinkled, folded inside the foreskin, barely more than a pale nub. The hung stripper stands a few feet away, his thick cock already half-hard from the earlier handling, hanging heavy and long against his thigh.

Your wife raises her voice so the whole group can hear.

“Stamina test time, ladies. You get to try my little elf. Hands only. I want everyone to see how long this baby dick actually lasts. I’ll handle the real one.”

She steps over to the stripper, wraps both hands around his thick shaft, and begins stroking him with long, deliberate pulls. At the same time the first woman—a tall brunette in the remains of a cat costume—steps up to you. She looks down at the tiny soft package, gives it a light thump with her finger, and shakes her head.

“It’s like he avoided all the good parts of puberty,” she says clearly. “Like seriously, what the fuck? There’s nothing here. No size, no weight, nothing.”

She closes her fist around your cock. Her fingers cover the entire length with room to spare. She starts stroking in a tight, efficient rhythm meant to finish you quickly. The contrast is immediate and brutal: your wife’s hands traveling slowly up and down the long, thick shaft of the stripper while a stranger’s single hand completely engulfs your little dicklet and works it without mercy.

You do not last long.

The residual cold, the public exposure, and the focused grip are too much. Your hips jerk. A high, broken sound leaves your throat. You spill after barely ninety seconds—short, weak pulses that leave only a small amount of thin, watery fluid across the woman’s fingers. She keeps stroking through it, then holds her hand up for the others to see.

“Watery,” she announces with a laugh. “Not thick, not white, not manly at all. Just this thin little dribble. Matches the dick, I guess.”

Your wife glances over while she continues stroking the stripper’s heavy cock, which is now fully hard and glistening at the tip.

“Told you. He never lasts and it’s always watery. Who’s next?”

A second woman takes over immediately. She wraps her hand around your still-sensitive, half-soft cock and begins stroking again, determined to see if the second round will be any better. Around you the other women watch and comment, comparing the quick, weak orgasm you just had to the way the stripper’s thick cock remains rock-hard in your wife’s steady grip. She strokes him with both hands, slow and firm, occasionally twisting over the head, making sure everyone can see the difference in size, stamina, and presence.

You finish the second time even faster. The watery cum leaks out in thin spurts while the woman working you makes a soft sound of amusement.

“Same thing. Quick and watery. Poor little guy.”

Your wife keeps her rhythm on the stripper steady. His thick cock flexes in her hands, a clear bead of pre-cum forming at the tip and stretching downward. She uses one hand to stroke the long shaft and the other to cup and roll his full balls, all while watching you get worked toward a third quick orgasm by yet another woman.

“Look at the difference,” she says to the circle, still pumping the heavy cock. “They’re on their third turn with my husband and he’s already finished twice. Watery little spurts every time. Meanwhile this one is still going strong. Hard, thick, leaking for real. This is what stamina actually looks like.”

A fourth woman steps in, gives your tiny cock another evaluating thump, and takes her turn. The cycle continues—your soft little dicklet stroked to another rapid, watery finish while your wife keeps the stripper’s massive cock hard and dripping under her skilled hands. The women pass you around, each one testing how quickly you come and how thin the cum is, each one glancing over at the thick, glistening shaft your wife is still working.

You stand there on shaking legs, pointed ears slightly crooked, face paint smudged, while hand after hand proves the same things: you finish fast, your cum is watery, and nothing about you compares to the real cock being stroked just a few feet away. Your wife never stops. She keeps the stripper hard and leaking, providing the constant, humiliating contrast as the women of the party take their turns confirming just how little stamina your baby dick actually has.