"Come on, Sara, shit, there's gotta be some boy you like, some boy that likes you, come on." Oliver?" I said softly."My brother? You really mean it, O...iver?" Well, he's always nice to me, I like him, he treats me like I'm a real person, yeah, Oliver." But he's eighteen, you're fourteen." Okay, I know that. Does he have a girlfriend?" No, I'd know that if he did, no, he really ... I don't think he's ever had a girlfriend." You don't think..." No, no, he's not gay, I'm sure of that. He's got a. Yes, over the years I had glimpsed my mother's nude body and it had turned me on. And, yes, I had masturbated a few times to the image of having her body impaled on my cock as I came. Never had I thought it would come to pass, though. It was only a fantasy. Yet, here I was was, naked on top of my mom – my shrinking cock inside of her cum-filled pussy. As we gently kissed and felt one another's bodies, I could feel my cock hardening once again. She reached between us and grasped my cock in her. To my surprise and embarrassment both Lucy and Caroline made a lot of eye contact with me and sometimes even seemed to be running their eyes over me. I felt uncomfortable, and was sure I must be imagining it -- too much porn must be making me read too much into harmless and friendly glances, I thought. After all, Lucy's husband, Bill, was in the room with her, and so was Jack, Caroline's partner. But then again -- though I thought I must be imagining it -- Bill's eyes seemed to be roving over. Why youask? Because I have a tiny dick.Yeah, that's right, I have a really small cock. It's so embarrassing. Imean I'm six-one, one-hundred-eighty pounds, and drop-dead gorgeous. Icome from good stock too. I'd seen both my dad and grandfather naked, soI knew they were both well hung. But somehow I just wasn't. My dick wasno thicker or longer than my pinky finger fully erect. Even my sac waspathetic. It looked like a small grape. I was so ashamed of my privatesthat I never dared expose.