Haunted House Hunk

Grand Vale High School was a smaller campus on the edge of the city. And so it’s population was more stereotypical than most. The nerds were particularly dorky. The goths were intensely grim. And the jocks were as wealthy and attractive as they come.

Chief among the jocks was William Fitzpatrick. He was the blueprint for high school hotties with too much money. His hair was light brown and wavy, parted in the middle and flowing over his ears carelessly. From head to toe he was thick muscle. Nice plump thighs, round pecs, veiny, defined arms. He was impressive in every way. Except one. His dick was three, maybe verging on four inches long if he was hard enough. It wasn’t the shrimpiest dick, but his physique made things worse. Framed against a pair of massive thighs, wide mid-section, and broad shoulders, he looked smaller than he really was. His flaccid was exceptionally insulting. It poked out from his groin at less then an inch. And when he sat down, it practically retracted inside of him.

It made him furious when he saw guys in the locker room with dangling, manly packages. Even when the guys had a full unshaven bush they were clearly massive. Meanwhile, if he didn’t shave, his pubes would overtake and completely hide his dick. He would look on enviously at his teammates while they got undressed. Their cocks would flop out and dangle several inches from their crotch. Most sported large balls the match the impressive size of their love shaft. He was angry, and often took his anger out on others.

Towards the beginning of his last year in high school, things got worse. He was to get naked for a weigh-in in wrestling. A fellow jock caught sight of his pecker and mocked him everyday for it. No one believed the rumor that William had a tiny dick, but a rumor spread nonetheless. On Halloween his envy reached a fever pitch. Some of the dorks got dressed up at school, including revealing morph suits and superhero costumes. The amount of large dorky bulges made his head spin. Distracted by a kid wearing a Spider-Man costume, he accidentally bumped into Taylor Tomlinson. Taylor was unassuming, he had an ok body from his days in track, but he had recently taken on a better physique from late blooming puberty growth spurts. His curly black hair burst from his head in a cute pile, he was attractive.

When William bumped into him, knocking his books over, Taylor turned and shouted. “Watch where your going asshole!”

William recovered and his vision went red. “What did you just say to me you little shit?”

“I said watch your step.”

Will got right in Taylor’s face. Taylor was confused why Will looked so angry. His face burned with rage like a bull, his veins pulsing from his temples. Taylor turned and bent over to pick up his books to avoid confrontation. In a sweeping impulse of rage, Will decided to pants Taylor.

His shorts and underwear fell to his ankles, and from the back, Will could see his balls and flaccid cock dangling low. He proceeded to shove him over and watched as his tight butt cheeks jiggled when he hit the floor. Taylor quickly pulled his shorts up, but at least 5 passerby’s caught a glimpse of his impressive jewels.

Will was half pleased at embarrassing Taylor, half enraged that some nobody had such a massive package. It was unfair. They parted ways and never spoke again, but Taylor was writhing with embarrassment. But his would come.