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He shook his head, “I’m sorry, but after the amount of trash you talked last night there is no way I can continue keeping this to myself. I mean, look at you. You’re wearing tighty whities. And even in that super tight underwear you barely have a bulge. Do you have any idea how much my package would stick out if I wore something that small and tight?”

“Dude I know…” I tried to search for better words, but still ended up sounding pathetic, “I know you have a massive dick. I’m your roommate, I’ve seen it. But I’m just on the smaller side of average, so I’m sure at least one of those guys…”

He started laughing, “No way dude. None of us has a prick as tiny as yours. They need to know what a dud you’re packing.”

“But don’t you see? I had to talk trash because they already think so little of me. If they find out it was all a lie any respect they have for me will be completely destroyed!”

“Dude, they don’t have any respect for you, I’ll just be telling them that instinct is right. Plus, what makes you think you deserve their respect anyway? It’s you that should be respecting all of us. I kept quiet when you showed deference, like you understood that. Now that you’ve shown how you don’t understand, I’m going to make sure they do so they don’t tolerate that kind of behavior anymore.”

I quivered with fear, “Please, I’ll do anything. Anything you want.” I nodded urgently, “Just please don’t tell them.”