Danny rushed into the bathroom during the break between the second and third period, his hands gripping the waistband of his falsie to hold it in place.
Rushing into a stall he quickly grabbed his buckle, undid his trousers and began to adjust his falsie back into the correct position. Sitting on the toilet (due to his tiny size he prefered to sit, that way he wouldn't make a mess), he pulled out his phone and text Ian.
D: I've got a prob
I: What? U OK?
D: Yea but think Zayn figured me out
I: Shit dude, he knows you're a Shortie?
D: Yea I think so, I covered but I think he got me
I: What you doing? Where are you?
M: Did you do the notes from Physics Danny?
D: South bathroom, by the biology labs
I waited for Ian's reply, my foot tapping gently.
I: You there?
D: Yea, South bathroom like I said
I: You never said...?
Huh? Yes I did scrolling up... where is the...
"You in here Danny? I have no clue why you wanted me to meet you in here?" That voice... was that Mike? I dropped my phone, it clattered to the ground and slide out under the door. I saw his hand descend and pick it up, my conversation with Ian still open...
There was a pause and a snort.
"A shortie?" Mike said outloud wonderously.
I stood and buckled myself back up, opening the door to see Mike stood in front of me, my phone in his hand.
"Not cool Mike, that's my phone." I said shakily.
"Are you a shortie? A short-dick? Danny?" Mike asked looking me squarely in the eye. He pushed his glasses up his nose sharply with one finger.
"A what? No, that's just a nickname cause... cause..." Cause what Danny?! "Cause Ian is taller than me, that's all." Mike thought it over a second and passed me back my phone.
"I see, that makes perfect sense." Mike said turning away, allowing me to sigh a heave of relief.
"Though if you were that would be... quite excellent." Mike said washing his hands, looking at me in the mirror.
"Well I'm not." I said matter-of-factly.
"Of course." Mike said "Though if you were I know how to prove the theory, without even having to check."
"Wha?" I stammered
Mike turned to me confidently, something the nerdy boy suddenly found within him it seemed. "Cause if you were, you'd have a tiny penis." I resisted a shudder and blinked at him.
"Compared to a real man I mean, I myself have measured in at 13.5 inches, that's 12.5 inches bigger than a tiny brevis penis isn't it Danny." He was watching me intently. I began to sweat a little, perspiration springing out on my forehead.
"If you were a brevis... a short-dick... you wouldn't be able to resist if I told you." He smiled. "That you have a tiny pathetic penis, one that is hard to find, hard to measure and worthless to any woman or man."
And my tiny pathetic penis responded full force. I came inside my falsie, my face flushed red and my knees wobbled beneath me. Unconsciously I grabbed the door top to steady myself.
"I knew it." Mike said calmly, already unbuckling his own belt. "I cannot believe the odds but here we are. Our very own brevis-male in our school." His trousers fell to the ground with a thud. Stood in front of my the skinny little geek, wearing a plain white shirt under a blue jumper, tight white underwear that gave support to the immense cock it held. My mouth filled with saliva at the sight, which I swallowed away loudly.
"Your turn little dick." Mike said flatly.
On autopilot I mirrored his actions and we both heard the slap of my falsie hitting the tiles as my trousers dropped. Without the falsie I was naked from the waist down, my tiny nub of a penis on full display. Thank god I shave down there (for cleanliness of course...) else he wouldn't be able to even see it.
And then the door swung open. Both of us froze. We both turned to see who it was...
"Nit-noi... I said so!" Zayn announced as he walked in, already unbuckling his own slacks.
Was this a good thing? I looked from Mike's huge cock bulge, to shorter Zayn's even bigger, thicker bulge. Gulping I felt my mouth fill with water again, and my ass clenched producing more anal juice...
Yea I'm thinking a good thing maybe...