"Hey, boys. Come and get a look at this!" Ty raised an arm and generously invited all of his friends to take part in humiliating the little man.
Sean could feel his face turning red. No matter how hard he tried to turn his head, to mentally block out the blunt gazes of all those towering jocks, he could feel his pride turning inside-out as the men's laughter started to build. It started with a low, husky chuckle from a beefy young man in to the group's left.. Then Brett began to cackle like a hyena.. Then others were patting Ty on the back rowdily, cracking jokes about the size of the thing, hooting and guffawing and yelling over each other's voices at the tiny, humiliated man.
"Hey! Sean! Is that your cock or a grain of fuckin' rice?!" High-fives rang out through the room and deep voices celebrated their own callousness.
"Hey! Midget! Where's your dick??"
"I always knew he was a fuckin' virgin. This explains why he can't get a bitch!"
"Don't worry, little prick, you can have some of mine - I got plenty to go around!!" The boys jabbed each other with elbows, guffawed so loud that Sean's ears rang, open palms slapped backs and fingers the size of tree-trunks pointed straight down at the shamed little man. Sweaty faces, still smeared with dirt from the field, gleamed and contorted like demons as the laughter reached a terrifying crescendo.
Sean was horrified to feel tears coming on. He couldn't cry in front of these guys! He just knew he'd pass out from the humiliation if that happened. All he could do was struggle against the tape and squeeze his eyes shut, whimpering pathetically as the bigger men had the time of their lives degrading him until, finally, Ty called for silence.
"Hey.. Hey, that's enough.. HEY!" Voices finally hushed as Ty, whose predatory gaze had never left Sean, introduced the next source of entertainment they would enjoy.
"I don't think our little man likes lying there with us all making fun of his tiny.. tiny.. tiny dick." The corners of his smile became even sharper as he watched every word crush a little bit more of Sean's spirit. "He doesn't want his junk just lying there for us to gawk at.. He wants us to give it more attention than that."
Ty lifted a single index finger high in the air, pointedly, then aimed it at Sean's crotch and slowly lowered it down..
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