Dinky Dick

By: LittleDick

Hi! My name is Shan and this is part of my life story. I was born with a genital abnormality. My penis was not formed properly, whilst I had a little Willy it did not have a hole through it to piss from. Once circumcised my Willy was only about a half an inch long but the problem was the urethra stopped well below the internal base of my Willy. The Doctors wanted to do genital reassignment and make me a female but my parents said “ absolutely no!” as I had balls and they were working properly I would grow up to be a male just as I was born a male.

They had a hole made in my urethra between my anus and balls. They would look at the problem of no tube through my dick looked at later once it and I had grown some. I never knew I was any different to other boys whilst I was pre-teen apart from I had to sit to take a piss. I was your usual fun loving, impish, mischievous kid in for a good time. Whilst short I only grew to five foot four inches tall a twenty six inch waist straw blond hair blue green eyes and a lovely butt to die for.

My balls were massive and hung low but my cock never grew and there was no real way they could make a replacement piss tube and get it from below the base of my Willy and through it. The problem was making something that would work and not kink or block up. They also saw constant infections would be a problem. Besides that my Willy would only grow to an inch long when stimulated and got a sharp bend in it as it filled with blood but it wouldn’t really harden.

However with a lot of stimulation of over an hour I would cum and cum in buckets. Once of the Doctors did some test and if he massaged my prostate I would cum within a couple of minutes. As I proceeded through my teens my Willy even shrunk a bit and got harder and harder to get it to even fill with blood and swell at all. This was most embarrassing.

I was made fun of in High school because of my Willy but most guys were envious of the size of my very low hanging balls. So in shorts or Speedo’s I had a decent basket it was only in the showers that my lack of a cock was noticed. Anyhow most of the guys in my class just accepted me for who I was. I was trim taught and fantastic on the sports field. I had a well developed and shaped body in spit of my small stature complete with good abdominal and pectoral muscles.

During this time all the guys called me “LittleDick” or just “Willy” and it seemed to stick. I knew I had the smallest cock in the school and even primary school boys most often has a bigger cock than I but it never phased me out. I sort of knew I would never satisfy any woman with my half-inch fully developed Willy. Even if I had the tendon cut so they could pull a bit more out of my body it never got hard anyhow. I saw no difference between a two and a half-inch slack dick to a half inch one. So I refused the operation and pain it would cause with no guarantees it would help and not shrink back like it already has.

Alan Masters in my class was a strapping six-foot tall lad with blue eyes and same colour hair as I had. He had good-sized balls and the biggest cock I had ever seen at twelve and three quarters of an inch in length hard. Even slack it was seven inches long and looked like a soft drink can it was that thick but in reality it was even thicker. Then there was the even bigger mushroom head that sat on top it was huge. He began taking an interest in me during our mid-teens. It didn’t take long before we were spending each weekend at each other’s places.

He too was an only child and only lived a couple of streets away. It didn’t take long for us to get sexually active even though the girls in school were always after us. I found it difficult getting close to a girl knowing my dick would be a major letdown. The girls just assumed because of my good-sized basket that I was a stud with a big cock not a blind half-inch dick-head. Alan was much the same for the opposite reasons, most girls weren’t worried about the length of his huge cock but the thickness of the thing.

One week Alan started to complain about his right hand ball was aching but the pain wasn’t all that much. He was staying at my place the following weekend and on the Saturday morning he woke up in tears. My mum heard him crying when I was in the shower. She asked Alan what was wrong? He said the pain in his balls was excruciating. Mum asked did Shan hit you there or something? No he responded I had a bit of an ache but it has gotten much worse over night than it was before.

Shan, Shan mum called, out hurry up and get out of the shower son. She had Alan have a quick shower whilst she asked me did I know Alan was in pain? I explained that he told me he had a bit of an ache earlier in the week but he was still asleep when I got up and hit the shower. So I got dressed in my baggy shorts and a sleeveless tee shirt on.

We took Alan down to the local hospital and waited for the Doctor to see Alan. Alan’s parent’s were away for the weekend and hadn’t arrived at their destination yet. The Doctor did some tests and had to give Alan a light sedative so that he could feel Alan’s balls. It was going to take a couple of hours to get the blood test results and the results of some other test they had taken. Mum left us both at the hospital while she went home to ring Alan’s parents.

On returning to the hospital mum brought dad with her. When they walked in, the two of us were asleep. Alan in the hospital bed, me in a chair besides the bed with my head on the same pillow. I sort of heard dad say, those two sure do care for each other. Mum said I always worried that Shan would never find a good friend or happiness in his life with all he has been through.

A nurse came in and remarked that obviously they are good friends, what a cute picture. She told mum and dad that the Doctor wouldn’t be long now. The Doctor came in and saw the two of us asleep and turned to my parents and said it is testicular cancer. They asked how do you treat it and the Doc said that Alan would have to be castrated to start with and hope that it hasn’t gone any further.

Dad commented “holy shit!” We will have to talk with Alan’s parents as we are only looking after him for the weekend; the two boys just about live at each other’s homes. The Doctor said, give me their number and I will talk with them and you can come too. They were gone for about twenty minutes before they returned.

They woke us up when they came back; they let us get our bearings before they began to talk with us. My parents and the Doctor explained the test results and what they would have to do. Both of us had tears streaming down our faces. The Doctor asked if there were any questions and Alan asked you wouldn’t be taking my cock will you? “No” replied the Doctor. Mum asked, do you two want a moment or two alone? We both nodded in the affirmative.

Alan and I looked at each other as I held his hand. He said well mate looks like we need each other even more, I have the cock and you have the balls. We both burst out in a laugh. The Doctor and my parents heard our chuckle in the hall. The doctor looked a little puzzled.

My mum simply said that Shan really doesn’t have a penis so I would say they were probably laughing over the irony of two friends being so different. Time came for Alan to go to theatre so mum and dad took me to get something to eat and then brought be back to the hospital to wait whilst they went to meet Alan’s parents.

When Alan returned from the theatre he was still very groggy. The two of us fell asleep again, him in the bed with me holding his hand and our heads touching sharing the same pillow. That’s the way we were when both sets of parents came in. The four of them sat there watching us unbeknown to us.

Little did we know of the conversation they had on the way in? Alan’s parents were devastated and wondered what it all meant for their son, his life and friendships. My folks said you wouldn’t have to worry about friends for Alan, as Shan won’t walk away from him. After all it was Alan who befriended Shan and Shan will always be a boy as he has a mall formed penis. Alan’s dad said what? Shan doesn’t have a penis as such, its only half inch long and has no urethra in it. He has had to have a hole put between his anus and his testicles when he was born. So I can not see what has happened to Alan effecting Shan, besides they care for each other more than we realise.

It was when they came in the room and saw the way the two of us were sleeping with our heads on the same pillow and holding hands that Alan’s parents realised that what my folk had said was more than true. True friends they said, look at them they look like two angels Alan’s mum said. I don’t know about angels, Shan is a little imp and boy does he know how to how to get up to mischief. Alan’s dad said, yes that one is all boy just like Alan. I am glad they discovered each other really.

Alan stirred in the bed and we both woke up to see our parents looking at us with smiles on their faces. The Doctor came in and told us all that they had got all the cancer. That the cancer was isolated to just the testicles but Alan would have to under go further test later to confirm a clean bill of health in several months time. The Doctor said that they had place artificial testicles in Alan’s sack and he should be able to go home in a week or two of convalescence.

I visited Alan every day and the moment he came home we were both spending every weekend at one another’s places like before. Alan was put on hormones and was still able to get an erection. He would screw me and I would cum and that is how it is still after twenty or so years.