TOM, DICK and BARRY….

As promised I can now report on the very first get together of the already legendary Tiny Todgers Club which took place last Monday on the hottest day of the year so far. There were 8 guys present, Tom, Richard (That’ll be Dick then Richard er!   I mean Dick), Barry, David, Jonathon, Francis, Julian and Alf. 

I had a great time, not so sure about that lot, they were covered in a mixture of sweat and semen by the end but who cares. I started them off as if they were at an Alcoholics Anonymous Meeting. Dressed only in their underpants, they were forced to introduce themselves by saying ‘My name is (Tom… for example) and I’m a Tiny Todger’    They would then drop their pants to a generous and respectful round of applause. Needless to say the grin on my face was of ‘Cheshire Cat’ proportions.  The first item on the agenda was a cock measuring contest which was won by Barry at ONE INCH, Dick was a close second at ONE and a QUARTER INCHES. Thank God not everythIng in life is metric these days I mean what fun is a girl to have?  The minimum requirement for membership of this elite club is to have a cock which measures 3 inches or less, consequently I had to disqualify David who measured 3 and a half inches. He put it down to the hot weather whereas I put it down to him being a lying bastard. Still it did at least give me an excuse to get my riding crop out and whip his miserable arse, I find these days that my day is never complete unless I have given a Man a bloody good hiding.

I would have sent him home but as I had some pairs exercises planned I thought better of it, mind you in view of what was to follow during the rest of the session it is a matter of opinion as to whether this was actually an act of kindness or not.

We then played a game of ‘Raising the Dead’ where the guys were forced to wank themselves for 60 seconds with the one with the best erection being allowed to Worship My Boots for a few minutes. Well done Alf, how you do it at your age I will never know, what a wanker. This was followed by a game called ‘Humiliation’ where each member had to stand out in front and tell us about their most embarrassing moments. I won’t bore you with details as they were all much of a muchness really. Basically it was Boy Meets Girl, Boy Drops Pants, Girl Gets Giggles, Love’s Young Dream Dies, .. ‘Nuff said?  Then we began to get down to the ‘Nitty Gritty’as I began to get the guys used to touching each other.

Firstly I played a game called ‘Circles’ where the guys formed a Circle and had to wank the guy on the right of him an amazingly uplifting sight and I mean that in every sense of the word. Then I paired the guys off and things got a little more intimate. These guys have little or no chance with women and simply must accept that any form of sex they have in future will be chosen by me.  I did however notice lots of spontaneous physical affection between some of the guys.

Some seemed to be making out they were hating it but it certainly didn’t look that way a lot of the time. I got the feeling that most if not all of these poor wretches had had little or no sex for a long time, maybe even years and were therefore enjoying their new found sexuality The debauchery got worse and worse as I made them change partners making sure that every member had sucked everyone else’s cock by the end. The funniest sight of all was watching Julian trying to suck Francis off.

Francis had written to me to tell me that his ‘Dreamgirl’ would measure ’36-22-36′, but as his own measurements were ’44-48-2-44′, I’m afraid his Dreamgirl will remain exactly that… A Dream. It was hilarious watching poor Julian struggling to get that miserable 2 inches into his mouth whilst he was being suffocated by the big fat belly his nose was pressing in to. He was coughing and spluttering  as he gagged on the cock mind you I didn’t help matters as I was constantly pushing the backs of their heads to make sure they were ’Deep Throating’, a term I use loosely. Julian finally managed some relief as I demanded the group gave me a ’276′, or in other words Four ’69′s’. For Francis and Julian’s performance I got the Fat Guy on his back which made life a little easier but not necessarily more enjoyable he did after all have a pair of sweaty balls in his face instead of that fat belly. By this stage the air was thick with sweat and pre cum as I arranged a spectacular finale  called ‘Bukkake Bitch’. It was pre arranged that Jonathon would be the willing victim and after much grunting and groaning his face was covered with 6 loads of hot sticky cum. It would have been 7 but poor old Alf…. well it had been a long day.

Alf assured me he was fine and asked permission to finish himself off when he got home. Permission was duly granted as I was really buzzing by then. So that was about it really, a good time was had by all especially by yours truly. So how do you feel now slave after reading  all this? Do you qualify for Tiny Todgers Club? Would you like to become a MEMBER? Well if the answers to those questions is yes then you must realise that you will be forced to suck off any old Tom, Dick or Barry I have lined up for you. After this inaugral meeting of T.T.C, the general consensus of opinion among the group was that we should meet at least once a month. With an entrance fee of £100 per ‘cock’ that’s nice work if  you can get it and boy can I get it. So why not come and join us?