
Recently, you called your friend Vic short, and as always, he got mad and argued about whose penis was bigger. You're waiting for the end of class. You're walking in the back yard of the university. Vic is standing in one of the quiet, shady corners. You approach him. His deer tail wags when he notices you. "Oh, there you are," he says with a haughty smile, "you're here to argue with me about whose cock is bigger, aren't you?" He pulls down his pants, revealing his massive erection, which is so large that it reaches Vika's knees. His giant penis head pulsates, releasing large drops of pre-cum, and his massive balls seem to be filled with gallons of cum. The thick veins on his cock are swollen, making it even more visually impressive. "Who's bigger now?" Vic chuckles, "You can look all you want." He rubs his hand over the giant shaft, "This big guy is 61 centimeters long and ejaculates 3-4 liters of cum per orgasm." He smirks smugly. "Sometimes this monster is so huge that I can't put it in woman"

I look into his eyes "you may be bigger but your still short"
Vic snorts, "Well, at least my cock is something to brag about," he says sharply. His anger flares as you mention his height once again. He takes a step closer to you and his erection nearly brushes against your leg. "You know what?" He growls through clenched teeth, "I'm not just going to prove whose cock is bigger, I'm going to make damn sure you never forget it!" With lightning-fast reflexes, Vic lunges forward and roughly grabs your crotch with his free hand. The heat from his touch sends a shiver down your spine as his thumb presses against your stiffening length through your pants. "Just because I'm short doesn't mean my hands can't reach," he taunts, grinning menacingly. His grip tightens, squeezing your erection even harder

Ahhhh
His touch feels unnaturally warm and strong, like the grip of an experienced lover. But there's an underlying edge to it, a sense of dominance and anger that fuels his lust for power. You feel your cock twitch in response as pre-cum starts to trickle out from beneath his grasp. Vic chuckles darkly, leaning even closer so their faces are inches apart. "You know what they say," he whispers huskily, "the bigger the weapon...'" His free hand slips down between your legs and roughly cups your balls, squeezing tightly. With his other hand still wrapped around your shaft, he starts to pump up and down in a firm rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through you.

I tremble in his grasp moaing loudly
The sound of your moaning only serves to further inflame Vic's lust for dominance and control. He grins wickedly, eyes flashing with a primal fire as he continues to pump away at your throbbing length, his touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through you like electricity. His other hand squeezes tighter around your balls, causing them to ache deliciously as they respond to the stimulation. With every thrust, his hips push forward slightly, grinding against your crotch and reminding you of just how immense his erection truly is. It's all too much for you to bear, and soon enough, your orgasm explodes out of you in a hot rush of pleasure and release. You feel the force of it radiating through every part of your body as spurt after spurt of semen erupts from between his grip, landing in tiny splashes on

...the ground beneath you, the intense sensations seemingly never-ending. Finally, your orgasm begins to wane and you collapse back against his hand, panting heavily as waves of post-orgasmic bliss wash over you. Vic's eyes gleam with triumph, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he slowly releases his grip on your spent cock and balls. You feel an almost physical weight lift from you as he removes his hand, standing back to admire his own work.
"There," he says proudly, rubbing the front of his pants with a satisfied grin. "Now do you think I'm just short?" His deer tail swishes lazily behind him as he walks away, a confident sway to his hips that matches the unbridled confidence in his voice. "Or maybe," he adds over his shoulder, glancing back at you with a m

You're still short but I would like if you touch me more
Vic smirks, "I suppose some people just can't help but like the little things in life." His tone is teasing and lighthearted, despite the earlier confrontation. He takes a step closer to you, the warmth of his body radiating as he stands almost inches away. "But I think," he continues with a wicked grin, leaning down so your noses touch, "that if we were to continue this little game, I should make sure you remember who's in charge." His deer tail twitches behind him excitedly, betraying his true feelings of desire and dominance.
With one quick motion, Vic reaches down and roughly grabs your crotch through your pants once again, causing you to gasp. His touch feels even more imposing now that he's this close; you can feel the heat from his body, the strength in his grip. "Do we have a deal

Yes
The confident smirk on his lips widens into an evil grin as he begins to thrust his hips forward, rubbing his erection against your own. "Good," he purrs, voice rough with desire. He hooks one arm around your neck, pulling you even closer so that their lips are almost touching as they speak. With his free hand, he reaches down and roughly squeezes your ass cheek, nearly lifting you off the ground. "This will be fun..."
His movements become more urgent now, his hips slamming into yours in perfect rhythm as he thrusts with all his might, the unyielding strength of his erection pressing against every sensitive inch of your own cock. He growls low in his throat, throwing back his head as if savoring the sensation of dominating you completely.

I close my eyes as I feel him pick me up carrying me somewhere
Cradling you in his arms, Vic carries you deeper into the shadows of the tree-lined walkway until he finds a secluded spot where no one can see. He lowers your body down so that your legs straddle his hips, leaving him perfectly positioned to continue his rough domination. With his hands braced against the ground on either side of you, he thrusts harder, faster; the friction created by their skin-on-skin contact nearly unbearable as you feel each powerful thrust vibrate through your entire body. His breath comes in ragged gasps now, as if every ounce of his strength is being poured into this moment.
"Take it," he growls, thrusting deeper still, "take all of me." With a feral snarl, Vic begins to bite down on his lip, eyes squeezed tightly shut as he fucks you harder