Prejac Zach: Part 4

I was a mess again!  Just like with that long sticky walk home from the subway station I once again feel the wet goo smear all through my crotch and down my leg.  Despite having just cum I was still strangely aroused and intensely curious.  Feeling embarrassed, sheepish and every bit as docile as Audrey had said I just do as I was told and find a bottle of wine.  There was only one red among the four bottles so I take it and open it with the corkscrew as the two women sit and talk between themselves.

“Tell me my dear.”  Audrey says.  “What’s the longest Zach’s ever lasted?”

“Audrey!”  Sadie titters.  “You are wild!”

“I am who I am.”  She shrugs.  “And I know what I like.  So?”

Sadie blushes as she glances my way just for a second then answers.  “I dunno…like…five minutes maybe?”

“That’s cute.  Trying to protect his pride.”  She says.  “Now tell me the truth.”

Sadie sinks low and whispers.  “Three.”

“Three?”

“If we take it really slow.”

My cheeks burn with a blush of their own.  Hearing my girlfriend say what we both knew to be the previously unspoken truth out loud left me deeply humbled.  Humbled, and aroused.

“Mmm, marvelous.”  Audrey croons approvingly.  “And he’s the smallest you’ve had I assume?”

“Oh no!”

“The truth my dear.”

Sadie laughs and covers her face.  “Yeah!  He is!  He totally is.”

“Both length and girth?”

“Mmmm.”  She holds back for a second then blurts out.  “YES!”

“Of course he is.  That is lovely.”

“Ahhh!  Why am I telling you this?  Ha ha ha!”

Why indeed!  While I knew I wasn’t exactly hung I hadn’t realized that I was the smallest guy Sadie had ever been with.  Adding a dash of extra humiliation into the mix was the fact that her previous boyfriend was now a good friend of ours.  I now knew that my buddy Anthony was bigger than me, not a factoid that I had expected to learn this night.  My pride told me to object, my libido told me to play along, and in the end I side with my dick and just quietly pour two glasses of purple-red wine.

“You seem to…like, um, p-prejacs?”  Sadie asks.

“You could say that.”  Audrey says.  “I would go further.  They are something of an obsession for me.”

“Why!?”

She sighs and leans in a bit closer to my girlfriend, her hand lightly playing at Sadie’s opposite shoulder.  The contact was not unwelcome.  “Honestly…I don’t know.  There is something so…hopeless about them.  So adorably pitiful.  Try as they might they don’t have a prayer of ever truly satisfying a woman the regular way and most of them don’t even realize it.”

“Oh my God!  You are too brutal Audrey.”

“Am I?  You know it’s true.  Does Zach make you orgasm from just penetrative sex?  Be honest now.”

“Pfft!  Audrey!”

“She doth protest.”  Audrey chuckles.  “And the answer is given.”

“Geez!”  Sadie squirms.  “I never said that.”

“Yes you did.  I bet your pussy is super tight too.  You look like you’ve got a tight snatch.  Am I wrong?”

“Audrey!”

“Has he even given you one?  Was his little dick enough for your tight pussy even once?”

“Oh my God!”  Sadie was beside herself with gleeful awkwardness.  “He he he!  This is awfully personal.  Geeeez!”

“Tell me.”

“Well…um…no.”  Her guilt ridden confession is finally forced from her.  “Not JUST with his dick.  No.”

“Don’t feel bad.  He’s surely never made a woman climax with his little thing.”  Audrey says victoriously.  “Just as I suspected.  The perfect prejac.”

Five years together and I’d never made her cum on my cock.  Well, this was certainly news to me.  We were both learning a lot tonight.  In the middle of my own emasculation I approach them with a glass of wine in each hand.  

Sadie goes to reach but Audrey says.  “Wait until he kneels.  Men ought to kneel when serving a woman.”

With playful mischief sparkling in her brown eyes Sadie looks at the wet spot in my pants and says.  “Kneel…prejac.”  I hesitate a moment…then obey.  Careful not to spill the drinks I get down on my knees in front of them.  Without even really looking at me Audrey takes her drink then Sadie takes hers.  “You’re actually enjoying this.”  My girlfriend says to me.  “Aren’t you?”

I hesitate then nod.

“Wow.  You live with a guy for years and he still surprises you.”  She take a long sip of her wine as she looks at me in a whole new light.

“That’s because you never gave him the confidence to express himself.” Audrey says.

“Me!?”

“Of course you.  You don’t expect him to do it on his own, do you?  Ha!  Prejacs aren’t like normal men Sadie.  Deep down they have a sense of how pathetic they are.  They have be handled.  They have to be given direction.  They are useless by themselves.  They need us.  They need a Mommy.”  She sips her wine and waves me away with a lazy swoosh of her hand.  “Go to the shower Zach.  Clean yourself up.  There is a washer and drying in the room beside the washroom, you can clean your soiled clothes in there.  Put on the new panties that I left in there for you before you return.”

My eyes bug out at the order.  “What?”

“Pllrrt!”  Sadie burbles and sputters out some wine into her glass.  “Excuse me?  He’s not going to do that!”

“Yes he is.”  Audrey says with total confidence.  Her piercing blue gaze stares into me.  “Go on Zach, do as you are told.”

“Um…”

She returns her attention to Sadie.  Getting bolder Audrey lightly strokes my girlfriend’s hair as she speaks.  “So tell me about yourself Sadie.  What do you do?”

Sadie’s attention was split.  She wanted to engage with Audrey but she was also fascinated to see what I was going to do.  “I…uh…I’m a librarian actually.”

“Oh, that is interesting.”

Behind her thick round lenses Sadie’s eyes widen as she watches me quietly get up and obediently make my way toward the washroom.  Sadie was seeing another side to her boyfriend tonight, one she never knew was there.  One that I didn’t even know was there.  I don’t know how I was going to look her in the eyes after his humiliation but I simply could not help myself.  It was as if a spell had been cast on me.  I wanted, I needed, to hear more, see more, experience more of what Audrey was doing to me.  This beautiful older woman called me a premature ejaculator, she called me small, she said that I was hopeless and pitiful, and for some twisted reason my soul cried out for more.  My very masculinity was being torn to shreds in front of my girlfriend…and I had never felt more alive!

“Erm.”  Says Sadie as she tries to engage in normal conversation again.  “And what do you do Audrey?”

I leave the women to speak and do as I was told.  I strip down completely and put my clothes in the washer.  Standing nude in this stranger’s hotel room, my groin a sticky mess, I look about and, just as I was told, hanging there on a hook was crisp new pair of see through sheer white panties.  In those there would be NOTHING left to the imagination.  I would be totally exposed.  In see through women’s underwear I would be more naked than naked.  My dick twitches at the thought of it.  With trembling hands I take the little hanger with the dainty undies and hurry my way to the shower.  I didn’t want to miss one more minute than I had to.

Part 5