2 comments/ 32065 views/ 11 favorites Asian Dick By: jm6379 Those living in glass houses should never throw stones. First of all, I should mention that I do NOT have a small cock. I know this for a fact now. It turned out that being pantsed by my roomies turned out to be a good thing after all. Some background: my name is Mark Wong. I'm Asian. Asian men are always thought of to have small cocks and honestly, I was always afraid of being on the small side for the longest time. I was a competitive swimmer in my school days. I know what size cocks (soft) the other boys had. After each session I would see everybody in the shower. Thing was, I was a grower not a shower. After a session my cock would have shrunken to a little nub barely an inch long. It was also thin like a double A battery. It looked disgusting. Because of this this I was always mindful to shower with my back to the other boys. My swimming habit followed me through all of my university days. I should also mention that I have fairly big balls, which gave me a decent looking bulge. I also have no qualms wearing speedos. Having worn them most of my life, I knew nothing else. In fact, I had 6 of them -- 1 for each day of the week that I used to train. After a swimming session at the university pool one day my house mate Manny saw me in a skimpy red speedo. That was when my problem began. Bathing in the pool locker room was a shocker the first time. I had never seen cocks larger than 8" before coming to America. Here, I was seeing guys almost as large as my full size -- while they were soft! I didn't know then that showers didn't get much larger when hard. In fact, I didn't know there were growers and showers. I thought everybody was like me. It was intimidating seeing all these large tools swinging around. Manny was a prankster of sorts. This is the guy who would substitute the whipped cream with toothpaste and microwave raw eggs so they would explode, if you catch my drift... Unknown to me, Manny observed me intently over a few visits at the pool. One time he probably saw my shrunken nub. It was because of this that he decided to expose my cock in front of our 2 other housemates -- 2 girls! Where I come from it is stinking hot all year round. So when the first winter came round I did not have proper pyjama pants to wear in the evenings. I ended up buying some thick cotton boxers to wear under my thin pyjama pants to build up the thickness. For some strange reason, this combination gave me a big looking bulge. One evening after dinner I fell asleep on the floor in front of the telly. I was woken suddenly when I felt a large weight on my chest. Looking up, I could see Tanya sitting on my chest, her back to my face. Tanya and Annabelle were in on Manny's prank. They were gonna pull my pants off. Tanya was an outgoing girl. She brought home a different boy every other weekend from the uni bar. She had definitely seen a few cocks. Annabelle was a little more conservative, but she too wanted to see an asian cock. None of them had seen one till then. Tanya then spoke: "Manny tells us you have a tiny cock and you've probably been stuffing your boxers to get that bulge". I mumbled something incoherent. My brain was unable to handle the combination of being woken up suddenly and being put in a spot. "Is it true Asians have small cocks?" asked Annabelle. I tried to kick out with my legs but they wouldn't move. I looked past Tanya and saw Annabelle sitting on my shins. Squatting in the middle was Manny, looking intently on my bulge. "I, I think I'm average. I don't know." I blurted. Tanya quickly turned into the ring leader. "I should know since I've had a few. Let me see. I'll even measure you" she said, holding out a ruler. "Not fair! How would I know what is really average or not?" I said. "Ok then, we'll compare you with Manny after this! Fair enough Manny?" said Tanya. Manny probably had some anxiety on hearing this, but I couldn't see his face. I heard him clear his throat. "$100 dollars he's a pin dick!" chimed Manny. "How would you know?" I asked. "I've seen you at the pool you idiot! There's no way you can hide a decent sized pecker in your little speedos!" answered Manny. With that, my pyjama pants and boxers were pulled down to my knees. My cock had shrunken to a tiny nub due to the cold. "I'm cold!" I shouted, desperate. "It's soo cute!" said Annabelle. "I knew it!" said Manny. I felt him rifling through my boxers, as though looking for a sock. "This is strange, no stuffing in his pants". "WTF were you thinking?" I shouted. "We'll be fair to you Mark, let's see how big you are, hard!" said Tanya. "1¾ inches!" With that she took my little nub and started to rub. It started to grow. And grow. And grow. "Wow. It's beautiful!" said Annabelle. "I don't believe this..." said Manny. I felt the cold ruler on my cock again. "6½ inches. And rock hard. Not bad at all for an Asian guy. Ok now Manny, drop your pants" said Tanya. "Uhhh, can we do this later?" came the reply. "C'mon, a deal is a deal" added Annabelle. Manny knew he had played himself into a corner. Even if he could get away this time, he knew we would get him eventually. He continued to hesitate and play for time. Suddenly Annabelle lunged over and grabbed his legs around the thigh. This caused him to lose balance. Tanya quickly got up from on top of me and pushed him over. My hands automatically shot down to my knees and pulled my clothes back up. I looked over to Manny. He was lying prone on the floor with his arms behind his back. Tanya was sitting on his back while Annabelle was over his calves. Manny was a pretty tall guy, about 6'. Tanya was tall for a girl. She was around my height, 5' 8". Annabelle was no push over either at about 5' 6". The combined weight of the two girls on top of him meant he couldn't get away, just like myself moments ago. "Quickly Mark, pull his pants down" said Tanya. I did not need to be asked twice. I wanted to get my revenge on this fella. Luckily he was only wearing track bottoms so they slipped off easily. Somehow we managed to flip him around without him wiggling out. "3½ inches!" chimed Tanya. I was intimidated. Manny was more than twice my size soft. How big was he going to be? Tanya proceeded to stroke Manny to get him hard. "4¾ inches!" rang out Tanya. WHAT?!?! I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Oh my god Manny, you're smaller than Mark!" said Annabelle. I looked down. Manny's cock was pointing straight up. I looked over at him. He couldn't say anything. He was tearing and his face was beet red with anger or humiliation or both. "Are you sure he's fully up?" I asked Tanya. "He's really hard now Mark. Touch it" said Tanya. Up to that time I had never touched another man's cock in my life. I was hesitant. I reached out slowly. Then it happened. I touched another man's cock for the first time! "Uh, I don't think he's fully up. I'm harder than that" I told Tanya. "No Mark. You are very hard. This is about normal". I was shocked. A girl was teaching me about men's cocks... For the rest of that year and until we finished uni the girls made that sign with their thumb and index fingers held close together a lot. But it was not meant for me! Asian Dick Ch. 02 * The continuing tales of Mark, Annabelle, Tanya and Manny, 4 uni mates. It was a warm summer's day when I got back on campus. My summer vacation road trip thru Nevada, Texas, California and New Mexico had pretty much ended in disaster. My mad white skinned mates insisted on driving thru the desert roads with the roof down "to get a good tan". After a few weeks I ended up suffering mild heat stroke. After a short stay in a hospital I decided to head back to cooler climes in the north. As I stepped through the door I was aware that somebody was in the kitchen or laundry room at the back of the house. It reminded and irritated me that I also had to get my own laundry done. I had more than a month of cleaning to catch up on and I was down to my last clean set of clothes. I figured it was probably Annabelle or our new house mate at the back. Annabelle was a medical student serving her houseman ship at the uni hospital. Tanya had flown home for the holidays while Manny had moved out. He couldn't live with the shame of exposing both of us but ultimately humiliating only himself. As for our new housemate, I only knew she was going to be a girl and not much else. As I approached the laundry room with my basket I could see the silhouette of a female form. As I got nearer I could see that she was wearing this tiny, tight pair of shorts with a thin, sleeveless t-shirt. From the side I saw she was not wearing a bra as I could see her prominent nipples protruding from an otherwise flat chest from the sleeve holes. Must be the new housemate, I thought. She didn't see or hear me approaching as she had an ipod plugged in and her back was facing me. I judged her to be about Annabelle's height and build, but with a difference. She had a fantastic round bulbous bubble butt that made me look twice. I have never been a butt man but this was one butt that I just had to look again. Her skin had an inviting tinge of olive, which made me guess she was latina. Her shoulders were heavily freckled along with the sides of her neck and face. Her hair was an also similar to Annabelle's but while Annabelle always had hair combed neatly into a bun this girl had a shock of unruly hair which was almost an afro. As I continued my study up to her face I noticed pink Beats ear buds and thick, black plastic framed glasses just like... "Annabelle?!?!" I called out with thinking. The shocked girl quickly turned around, staring at me. "Mark?! You gave me a shock there." She knew my name. I studied her face. She was good two shades darker and totally freckled over. But it was Annabelle, for sure. My studying her face made her self-conscious and she quickly raised her arms over her chest which made me look there. Seeing my eyes go to her chest she shrieked. "Don't look at me!" yelled Annabelle. In 1 swift move she turned around, pulled two beigy blobs out of the sink and ran past me back to her room. There was a loud slam and I could hear the lock turning. Still feeling the after effects of the sun stroke, I wasn't thinking straight up to that moment. After my long travels I only wanted to get my laundry done and then make love to my bed. I looked into the washing machine and found all descriptions of lingerie. I went to Annabelle's room and asked her what she wanted to do with all that stuff. There was no reply. Being the good housemate that I was, I hung all her stuff out to dry as my stuff was being washed. There were a few full coverage granny style bras which I knew to be Annabelle's. The other stuff I found was more surprising. There were 3 heavily padded bras. I mean like 4 inches thick. Put them together and you could probably build a pillow. All the panties were shapewear. Not to boost, but to flatten out. There was also a sheer thong thrown into the mix. The other things, I don't even know what they're called. I hung out my own laundry after that and went to bed. At about 6pm I heard a knock on my door. Perfect timing for dinner I thought... I opened the door and found the normal Annabelle that I know. This version was a good 2 shades fairer and her face was always nicely powdered. No freckles. Her hair was now combed back into the usual neat bun. She was always conservatively dressed, no cleavage or butt showing. Her chest was back up to a D cup and her butt was normal. "Is everything all right Annabelle? I laundered all your stuff for you y'know?" "Mark, we need to talk... what you saw today..." "Your stuff? Is it ok? Hope I didn't damage anything..." She pulled my out to the dining table and sat me down. "You cannot tell anyone what you saw today..." Being the blur Asian dude, it suddenly all clicked -- Annabelle had been falsifying her appearance! Not wanting to give the game away too quickly, I played possum with Annabelle. "What things specifically?" I asked. Annabelle was agitated and the she was fidgeting "my chest......" Tears were forming at the edges of her eyes, she was looking at the floor. I was thinking of exploiting the situation but I hate seeing a girl cry. I dissolved rather quickly in Annabelle's tears. "You weren't meant to be back for another month?" she asked. "Yeah, but I didn't count on getting heat stroke either..." "Does Tanya...." "NO! And you must never tell her!" Came the panicked reply. She basically wanted to swear me to secrecy. While I was willing to agree, I also wanted my pound of flesh first. Together with Tanya and Manny she had pantsed me and seen my dick. I wanted to see her naked too. ---------------------------------------- "What?!" "Yup. I quite like the girl I saw this afternoon. I want to see her again. Naked. You've seen my private bits. I think you can let me see yours." "But you're a guy! It's not fair." "Choice is yours Annabelle, I leave it to you." She looked at me with pleading eyes but I looked away. There was no way I could have resisted her otherwise. Slowly, her shaking hands reached up to her neck and she undid the top collar button... Without the padding, her bare breasts were small, barely an A cup. She had big areolas with large prominent protruding eraser sized nipples. Her top was not at all in proportion to her wide hips and round bubble butt. "Wash the make-up and show me your freckles?" I asked. I have this un-explained thing for freckles that I find extremely cute and irresistible. Maybe because it is not a common thing with Asians. When Annabelle came back I was mesmerized. Standing before me naked, I thought was a latina. The frizzy afro hair and olive tone was all there. Her face was totally freckled over. The poor girl was shaking. She was extremely nervous. "Like this, you look latina". In a shaky voice, she replied "my grandmother is Cuban". Ok, I thought to myself. The sounds I normally wake up to on a typical Saturday are that of Tanya moaning and her bed creaking. As Tanya reaches a crescendo with whomever she dragged home the night before, a whirring sound normally begins. Surely a dildo? Manny's room was down the other end of the corridor and Tanya was getting the real thing anyway. Surely Annabelle? I continued the questioning. "On Saturdays I hear a whirring sound sometimes. Is it?" Annabelle was shocked. "You mean you could hear?!" "Yeah. Dildo?". I swear I could see her turn color. She was too embarrassed to answer and was shaking even more profusely. She merely nodded her head. "How long has it been since you had a guy?" I've see too much of Tanya's and Manny had a girlfriend. I did my business elsewhere. I had never seen Annabelle with anybody. "4 years..." There was a brief silence... I was surprised to get answers out of her so easily. Removing her "armour" basically removed all her reluctance and resistance along with it as well. I didn't know what came over me next. Despite the risk of getting slapped or getting charged with molest, I pulled Annabelle towards me and stared sucking on her left nipple. She resisted initially but gradually relented. Then, she let out a soft moan... I felt her nipple harden between my lips. A my mouth went to the other breast my fingers went south to Annabelle's gash. She was already getting wet. As my fingers entered her pussy I could feel her body tremble. She pushed my hand away. "Not here. Come to my room" she whispered to me. "Tanya should have some condoms in the bathroom cabinet." I understood what she meant. By the time I reached her room she had spread a large bath towel over her bed. She was lying on it with her legs wide open. She was clean shaven and I could see her moist pussy glistening. The pink lips and strong feminine scent left me in a haze. I dove over her into a 69 position and started to lick her pussy lips. She tasted so sweet. I turned round and slowly worked my up to her neck and then her lips. She was bucking up and down, rubbing her gash against my thigh. It was all wet. I don't remember how my underwear came off but as I was putting the condom on Annabelle said to me: "Go easy Mark. I've not had a real cock for too long..." I teased the opening of Annabelle's opening with the head of my cock, then rubbed the length of my shaft against her crack. I the put the tip in halfway before withdrawing again. After a couple of times teasing, Annabelle suddenly pulled my butt cheeks in and I slammed all the way into her. She let out a load gasp. "I want you to fuck me Mark. Make me feel so good tonight. I want you to make me feel good. Please make me feel good. I wanna feel so good...." her voice trailed off. Annabelle's breath became shallow and her back was bucking up against me. As she lifted her hands over her head to play with her frizzy hair it made her tiny tits look even more non-existent. Her big brown nipples stuck out invitingly like volcanoes on a flat desert plain. I laid my body down on her and we shared a long tender kiss. The feeling of her rock hard nipples rubbing on my chest was electric. As I took her in doggy I learnt why some men were so into butts. I had never experienced such a firm round butt before and not since. The sound and feeling of my groin bouncing off Annabelle's derrière could have come straight out of a porn movie. Plop, plop, plop. We changed positions a couple of times before I was almost ready to cum. As I was working myself towards climax, she suddenly stopped and ripped the rubber off. She quickly put my member deep into her mouth and sucked with all her might. I exploded within seconds. As I crumped onto the bed Annabelle got on top of me. "Finish me Mark. Fuck me with everything you've got. Use that Asian dick of yours..." I didn't know where I found the strength but I did as I was told. It didn't matter anymore that we were raw. Tanya may moan loudly but Annabelle was absolutely a screamer. As she continued to work me in cowgirl I could feel a tremendous pressure building up inside her, against my penis. Suddenly, she fell backwards and with a long, high pitched, satisfied scream I saw a stream shooting into my face. Annabelle was a squirter! Annabelle slowly worked her body around and laid her head on my chest. While we were both spent I will always remember that moment as vividly as yesterday. Both our writhing bodies were covered in sweat and Annabelle's juices. But it didn't matter. As she laid on top of me I can only recall the feeling of her nipples on my body, her warm wet gash on my thigh, the sensation of her breath blowing across my chest and the sweet smell of her womanly juices as we both drifted off into slumber. For that brief moment, we were in absolute bliss. Before the semester began we slept together a few more times. Asian Dick Ch. 03 * Annabelle writes to Mark after 2 years. Dear Mark, Hopefully this letter finds you well. Sorry for the long silence. Last semester at the hospital was really hectic as I had to finish up my last on campus assignments. Next semester I will be moving to another hospital again for my final practical. I want you to know that the summer we spent together was the best time of my life. If Chloey is silly enough to ever let you go I will come to you in a blink. As you are my best friend I also want you to know that all the encouragement you have been giving me hasn't gone to waste. As a trainee doctor at our uni hospital I am now entitled to free or massively discounted surgical procedures, including breast augmentation. The only thing was, I needed to get my supervising professor to approve the procedure. With all your egging, last summer I finally plucked up enough courage to see Prof. Wilkinson about my "little problem". He put me through some pretty rough therapies. After a few 1 to 1 sessions, one of the things he did was to make me strip in front of my peers! At lunch, he gathered all the trainees who were working in our ward that day into one of the examination rooms. He got everyone to surround us in a circle. He then announced: "Everyone, listen up. Your fellow student and colleague Annabelle has a confession to make. I do not want any one of you to be judgmental, but please lend her your support". I was too dumbfounded to speak. I was the same wreck that stood before you when you asked me to strip for the first time. I felt blood rush to my cheeks and I was shaking. I could not look them in the eyes so I just stared blankly at the floor. Up till then everyone thought I had big tits. Slowly I undressed without saying a word. When I got down to my bra, I unclasped it and pulled the straps over my shoulders one by one. All the while I held the cups of the bra close to my chest. I must have stood there forever with my 'breasts' in my hands. The breasts felt soo good in my hands. So full, so ample, so attractive. The one womanly curve I did not have! I started to cry. This was my image, my shield. I wanted to lower the bra but my hands felt glued to my chest. Some nasty memories also came flooding back. I'm going to tell you some of them now. The last "boyfriend" I had left me after he saw my real breasts. I cried for days. To make things worse he was going around telling all our friends from high school. Luckily I was accepted into med school so I skipped town very quickly. You see, I had always been around him in my padded bras. I was hoping he would get interested in me as a person first. Sadly, he was especially immature even for high school. Prof. Wilkinson tapped on my shoulder to bring me out of my reverie. I just dropped everything on the floor. My bra, the flesh colored falsies. I closed my eyes and steeled myself for the inevitable laughter that would come. I waited... and waited. There was gasp then just silence in the room! Prof. Wilkinson the continued: "Annabelle has serious body image problems. She had been stuffing her bras since high school to give the illusion of big breasts. Can you tell us how it started Annabelle?" Exposing myself like that to a room full of peers should have been a shattering experience but somehow hearing Prof. Wilkinson explain it the way he did just made it sound clinical. I re-counted another old nightmare. Unlike yourself, I have hated swimming pools for a long time. At the age of 14, all the other girls in my year were already showing prominent breast growth or budding at the least. Some girls got their first proper suits and they filled them out beautifully. I was still wearing a child's suit! You could see my nipples poking through the thin fabric of the chest piece. While looking at the local Speedo shop one day, I saw "chicken cutlets" for the first time. I saved up my allowance to buy them. The next day I turned out at the pool so proudly. As I dove into the pool somehow the cutlets came loose and floated to the top of the water. A boy (let's not name him) grabbed them and started showing them to everyone! My entire class laughed at me. For the rest of the year I was made fun of mercilessly. At 15, there was still nothing. It felt like mother nature had forgotten about me. By 16 I had slowly stuffed myself up to a C cup. I enjoyed the attention it got me but it was a stupid thing to do. I basically trapped myself. Prof. Wilkinson then announced the 2nd phase of my treatment. "For her next treatment, I want one of you to take Annabelle to a nude beach. Any volunteers?" Adam stepped forward. I was shocked to see him. Adam had taken a liking to me for the last year. We went out on a couple of dates but I was too scared to let him see my body. Now he had seen my greatest humiliation. That weekend, we drove out to Fire Island, the nearest nudist beach in our area. Undressing when everyone else was naked made things easier. Adam was there taking notes to report back to Prof Wilkinson. Later that afternoon he made a confession of sorts himself. He dropped his pants and I saw his penis for the first time. OMG he's smaller than Manny! He went on to tell me how he admired me for being strong enough to put myself through this entire ordeal and coming clean. He is acutely embarrassed about his small pecker. We had sex on the beach that day. All the while I was remembering your wonderful Asian dick. It was the first time doing it on the beach for both of us. I wouldn't recommend it though. The sand gets everywhere... The rest of the day passed without incident. People were friendly and nobody made any snarky comments. Finally I had to attend an interview with Prof. Wilkinson and two other members of the medical fund board. I felt like I was on American Idol with 3 judges looking at me. The surprising thing though I wasn't alone. Elizabeth from Cardiology was also attending the same interview. Apparently she too had been seeing Prof Wilkinson over certain issues. Like myself, we both had reputations for having the biggest breasts in our respective departments. Only difference was everybody in mine now knew my chest was a lie. I looked like a D while she looked DD. Prof. Martha started the ball rolling: "Ladies, we have read your files. Since we are all medical people here, let us not be shy. Show us." The both of us were shaking as usual. I don't remember how I took my own clothes off as I was too mesmerized looking at Elizabeth. As her blouse came off I saw that she wasn't wearing a bra. Instead, Elizabeth had bound her chest. She slowly undid her wrapping. When the bandages came off I was shocked. Her real breasts looked like watermelons! She wasn't just DD – I don't even know what alphabet to give her! The both of us standing side by side must have been a sight. It was like somebody had taken all of my breasts and put them on Elizabeth and some! The 3 professors just had a quite chat and dismissed us. Later that evening Prof. Wilkinson called me to his office. The board was only willing to sign for a 50% reduction on my BA as my condition was deemed psychological. Elizabeth's problem was deemed physical and she was getting a free reduction. Still, it is better than nothing. I will not have time to get it done this year but I will come back for it after graduation. Last week at my farewell, Adam proposed to me! He passed me an envelope of money that he had collected from our entire group. On it, marked in huge letters were "ANNABELLE'S BOOB JOB FUND". I was so embarrassed! The plan now is to finish up my final semester in Florida. I will then return, graduate, have my boobs done and get married! You and Chloey must come for my wedding. No excuses accepted. You will always be my soulmate and even with Adam around I will show you my new boobs then! Gotta run, read you soon. Love, Annabelle xoxoxo.