Usage of the Toilet Roll Test

My wife Sarah has been spending a lot of time with her new friend Debbie. They are both 24 and met when Debbie started at Sarah's factory. They are often together and now have a regular Thursday night drinking session. After one of these sessions Sarah said that Debbie had asked her to go watching a male stripper with her and a few girls the following week. I told my wife that she would have to make up some excuse, as she shouldn�t go. Sarah laughed and said she suspected that I would say that, but she was definitely going. She then said that my dick was the only one she had seen and that listening to Debbie talk had made her realise that she might be missing something

I was taken aback by this and asked what she meant. She then said that Debbie thought that I might fail what she called the "toilet roll test". I asked what on earth she was talking about and she told me that Debbie was always talking about the size of men's dicks. She was obsessed by the subject and liked to group men into classes like Masters, Men and Little Boys

Sarah said that the Little Boy category was for those men whose erection could fit into the cardboard tube from the centre of a toilet roll! Debbie had told Sarah that she wasn't impressed with the bulge that I had and wondered how big I was. I was angry that Sarah had been discussing such things but she started laughing and said, are you worried that Debbie is right? Are you man enough to take the test?

I left and went to bed saying that she needed to sober up. Whilst I was in bed though, Sarah came in giggling. She had a toilet roll tube from the bathroom and placed it on the bedside table. She then did a very sexy strip down to her bra and panties and my hard on was instant. She came over to me, kissed me, and said whilst giggling.

You do the test now or you will not see me in undies for a month.

I told her not to be silly but she said,Sorry, I know how much you like sexy undies. It is the test now or 2 months without seeing them.

I ignored her but she picked up the tube, 3 months now. I MEAN IT. she snapped.

I knew then that I couldn't get out of this and said I couldn't believe she was doing this. She started laughing again and told me to lie back as she grabbed my dick. She pumped it a few times to ensure it was at its maximum and the started to put the tube on.

Oh dear! It fits she said and started laughing, looking directly at me.

Debbie was right. She'll be in hysterics when she hears this. You are a Little Boy

I was deeply embarrassed and incensed that she was talking of letting Debbie know. I turned over and said that there was no way that she was telling Debbie or anyone about this.

She left and came back a few minutes later, she stood there looking gorgeous in see through underwear and held out a tape measure she had taken from the kitchen.

I have to measure it now. Get it hard again. She instructed. I complained again but she just said, I know that you are a Little Boy now, there is no point hiding it and again if you don�t let me measure it, then it will be 6 months before you see me in panties again! I'll start getting dressed and undressed in the bathroom from now on shall I? You'll never see even a glimpse of my undies until you give in. I couldn't argue, I lay back trembling as she placed the tape measure alongside my erection.

Three and a half inches fully erect. It isn't much is it? I was deeply ashamed and muttered an apology. I then begged that she wouldn't tell anyone.I have to tell Debbie she said,

You see she has already told me how big her boyfriend Mark is and it wouldn't be fair to keep this a secret.

I suggested that she should say I was bigger but she dismissed this. I'm not lying to my friend. I'll tell her tomorrow at work. It isn't news to her anyway as she had checked out your bulge. She knew you were small. She always looks at men's crotches. She's got me doing it as well. Mark's is the best I have seen, it hangs to one side like he has put something down there.

I asked how big he was, as she said she knew.

She looked at my dick then looked into my eyes.

Debbie says it is nine and a half inches fully erect. It is seven inches when it is slack.

I laughed and said Debbie was joking, but Sarah shook her head and said, I'm afraid it's you who is the joke. I've seen his bulge, she isn't lying. Mark is a Master, you are a Little Boy. When Mark is slack he is twice the size of you erect.

Her words hit me like a dagger. Debbie had set off something in my wife that I knew would change our life from now on. I wasn't surprised when she said, Perhaps you are right about me not going to watch the stripper next week. They probably wouldn't match up to Mark either. I'll talk to Debbie about letting me see Mark in the flesh. She said he loves to show his thing off, he's so proud of it.

She then kissed me, got into bed and said goodnight and Oh, I wont be touching your little thing again tonight, so if you need to get rid of that stiffy I suggest you play with yourself in the bathroom.

My humiliation was complete as I got out of bed and did exactly that.