"What's that supposed to mean?" said Josh, still smirking, arms crossed above his beefy chest. "We said biggest dick. That's me."
Jake wasn't sure himself. He knew he'd reduced *something* about Josh's package, but not being able to see the screen had hampered his sabotage attempt somewhat. Just my luck, he thought, I'll have reduced his refractory time.
Josh's cock looked as formidable as ever, his balls hanging full and impressive in their sack and his eight inches standing proudly out at thirty degrees to his taut belly. Wait, forty? Fifty? And was that a slight downward curve beginning to develop?
"Uhm," said Josh. His three-quarters hard-on was starting to look more like three-fifths.
Liz stepped in. "Big Josh needs some extra love, doesn't he?" She squeezed her hefty G-cups together, producing some eyepopping cleavage in her crop top that made Jake's own seven and a half incher surge to new heights - he briefly caught Katie's jealous glance at the other girl. She kneeled down in front of Josh and started nuzzling at his member, landing three kisses up its length, then started to go back down; she seemed to run out of shaft after the second kiss so planted the third on his balls.
Absolutely no response. Josh bucked his hips a bit to try to force a bit more blood in there but if anything it just seemed to accelerate the process. It was officially at no more than half mast now, a good twenty degrees lower than Jake's erection - the shaft now resting heavily on Liz's face.
Jake grinned. "We said 'who's packing more'. Seems to me like to qualify as 'packing' anything you need to be able to keep it up. And right now you're not looking so hot in the size category either."
It was true. As 'Big Josh' left 'semi' behind and started heading for 'three-fifths', its length was starting to look less impressive as well. It was now noticeably *drooping*, the head dropping even lower than the angle of the fading erection, and the veins that had been prominent earlier almost gone.
Liz's mouth was tightening with frustrating as she stroked his dwindling snake with first five then four inches, trying to get even the slightest rise out of it. But it looked like Big Josh was done for the evening after only a few seconds of its 'full' glory.
"This never happens normally," Josh mumbled, and the clichéd line almost made Jake burst out laughing.
"Why don't you take that measurement one more time," Jake suggested, "just to get a feel for how we compare over the course of ... well, you know."
Katie now had a thin smile as she retrieved the tape measure. "Okay boys, let's see how you hold 'up'."
Liz seemed like she was going to object, but her resistance seemed to be wilting faster than Josh's erection.
Katie first stretched the tape measure along the length of Jake's diamond hard uncut cock. "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven and a half -" she pressed the tip of the tape measure into Jake's stomach and pressed the metal tip flat, "EIGHT... Let's say eight and a quarter." Jake wasn't going to challenge the slightly dishonest remeasurement.
Now she turned to Josh, mischief in her eyes. "Now it's time to see how 'Big' Josh measures up! How about I do the measuring, since Liz doesn't seem to be doing it for you?"
The tables had clearly turned. Liz had gone bright red and didn't seem to know where to look as Katie draped the tape measure over the remnants of what might optimistically be called her boyfriend's 'hard' on. It was spongy now and all but pointed straight down, reverting from the darker shade it had sported a few minutes ago to a cute pink. And still contracting as blood continued to flow out of it.
"One... two... three..." Liz slid her fingers up the tape measure but there was already an issue; the tip of Josh's ever-softer cock was getting closer to his root by the moment. Liz began moving the tape measure up in line with his dwindling weiner. For a moment it seemed like he would run out of dick before she would be able to complete the next inch but she continued.
"Four... four and a half... fi... nearly... let's say four and three quarters."
Guess he was a grower after all, Jake thought happily.
"That's n-not fair," Josh said, the suggestion of a stutter entering his voice, "I'm normally much bigger than that."
"But not for long," Jake said, picking up Katie's board piece, his erection still at full mast. "It's not unusual for big guys to have problems keeping it up. I guess I'm just lucky like that." He held up the piece to the room. No-one seemed inclined to challenge the win. On a whim, he lined up his laser-straight manhood with the finish line and let the piece roll down it. He glanced at Katie; figuratively riding his cock to victory had put her in a size-queen daze, the tape measure still in her hands.
"So," he said, "Are we gonna get our pants back on, or...?"