“See?” said Chad. “I saved your life. You’re welcome.”

“So who are you gonna choose?” asked Jack. “Only 40 minutes until midnight.”

Flash was clearly out, but there were still lots of good options.

“Wow, only 40 minutes?” I said. “That’s not much time. We should probably go back to Rob and Mason and Matt. Since they’re already naked I won’t have to waste any time getting their pants off. And they were all super horny.”

“Not a chance,” said Chad. “They had huge dicks.”

“Yeah they did.” I tried to give him a high five, but he left me hanging.

“I meant they were huge dicks.”

“Oh.”

“So penis size is your primary criteria for selecting a guy?” asked Jack.

“It can’t be,” I said. “Otherwise he would have selected Mike.”

“Huh?” asked Chad.

“Yeah. Didn’t you see him in his underwear?”

“No.”

“Well, there wasn’t much to see if you get my drift.” Pushing for Mike may have seemed dumb when he was so clearly small. But I was never wrong about big dick energy. And Mike freaking had it. And also…Chad was apparently intimidated by big dicks. So it was Mike or no one. And there was no way I was gonna let Chad give up on his dreams. “I’m glad you passed on him though. He seemed like a real asshole.”

“Fuck, fine. Let’s go with Mike.”

“Great!” said Jack. “Chastity, you good with that?”

I nodded and smiled at Chad. “Let’s go get you into the Gryphon Club!”

Chapter 15 - My Dicks in Twos

Friday, Sept 20, 2013

Mike came to the door still dressed in his underwear. God, those abs… If he turned out to be a grower, then I was in for a real treat.

“Good

news,” I said. “I’m gonna suck your cock.”

Mike’s eyes got big. “For real?”

“Yup!”

“Wow, okay. Let me get my robes on.”

“Actually,” said Jack, “why don’t you just throw on some jeans and a T-shirt? We don’t really need to do the whole sex cult thing for this. It’s more just about having a video of Chad sitting on the sidelines while you get blown by his girl.”

“Got it,” said Mike. He disappeared into his room and came back out a second later looking so fucking hot in his jeans and T-shirt. I couldn’t wait to rip those clothes off him.

We all followed Jack back down to the sex dungeon in the basement.

“You were right,” whispered Chad. “He really is small.”

“Told ya,” I whispered back. And then I glanced over at Mike’s crotch. I couldn’t be sure in the dim lighting, but it looked like the bulge in his jeans was already a little bigger. That’s right, boy. Keep growing!