Humiliated in front of men (Part 1): Intro

This is a story told to me by a friend who is 35 years old and is a reasonably successful guy. He is also your stereotypical small penis underdeveloped beta “male.” His name is Nick, I’m giving the real name because there’s no way to trace this back to him. The context is that he has a stepfather, let’s call him Bob because I won’t use his real name, who is a very, very domineering alpha type. Bob LOVES to exert control of most situations, and submissive people, when he can. He even talks about “dominating” weak people and likes to say that it’s best for weak people to be dominated by strong ones. Growing up, he forced Nick to call him “dad” and “daddy” almost immediately after he started dating the mom and of course Nick just did it. Now as adults it’s humiliating to hear Nick call Bob “daddy” but that’s just the level of control Bob commanded.

The first time I met Bob, Nick introduced him to me as “Bob,” I think to seem cool and Bob physically and mentally dominated Nick in front of me to the point I don’t feel comfortable writing about it. Bob controlled Nick’s every move, and a lot of things he still controls. Like he didn’t let Nick take a promotion at work because he said he wasn’t “up to it.” Nick willingly has given Bob control of the inheritance his mom and dad gave Nick. When we were growing up, he basically forced Nick to ditch his friends to hang out with a group of 5 guys who were also very stereotypical alpha jocks. They were basically good at every sport and were all very masculine, popular, etc. The kind of guys people say “big dick energy” about. Nick was mediocre at sports, but he was still good enough to be on their teams up until college. He’d often be on the bench or sub for the towel boy or whatever but there were also times when he played and was sort of accepted as “one of the guys.” Their dads were all Bob’s friends, which is part of the reason Bob forced Nick to hang with them. I hung out with them every once in a while, if I happened to be on the teams, but the guys were too dumb for me, so I never spent too much time with them. I also wasn’t willing to put up with their shit often and called them out on it so I think they were intimidated by me.

I’m pretty sure that that after college, they all lost touch for a little bit as one went to grad school, one to med school, one started a business, etc. Eventually they reconnected in 2020 when everybody was at home with Covid-19. They started making plans for this annual tradition of everyone taking a week to go to the lake house of one of the dads, “Steve.” Steve is an orthopedic surgeon and he is very wealthy. In addition to having his own wealth, his family has a lot of “old money.”That said, he is a very nice guy especially for someone that is so powerful. They have this huge secluded lake house in Michigan. Nick did not want to participate in the tradition of going to the lake house because, even though they were all supposed to be friends, he had previously experienced bullying from those guys related to the size of his genitalia. I only saw it happen once or twice. He says that it happened way more than that but that it wasn’t “terrible,” just enough that he was happy to “lose touch” with those guys.

Regarding his penis, Nick says he is 4 inches hard. I have seen him and maybe on a good day he’s 4 inches. His dick is short, skinny, and he has little balls. He is so small that his sack doesn’t even like hang, it’s just like a little bump. When his dick is soft it can go inside his body. The first time I ever saw an “innie” penis was Nick’s. He says his penis becomes an “innie” because he is chubby but he isn’t THAT chubby. Also, his penis would go inside his body even before he gained weight. I don’t contradict or call him out on this just because I already feel very sorry for him so I understand that he wants to save face. He’s a nice guy, he loves bending over backwards to please others. He shaves to “make it look bigger” but honestly, the only thing that it does is make him look like a woman when he’s very soft. I thought about telling him not to shave, but honestly, it’s just so funny and I’m already being so kind to him by even being his friend that I’ve never told him.

Even though Nick didn’t want to take part in the lake house tradition, Bob basically forced him to go. To hear Nick tell the story, he was on the verge of tears saying “no, please I don’t wanna go” and coming up with many excuses but he couldn’t tell Bob the reason he wanted to avoid the guys. It took them a bit to actually make the plans but they been going to the lake house since 2021. Nick basically endures it and tries to have fun with it. Usually he comes back with a story about how they mocked him in some way or made him feel like the beta that he is. This story is about what happened this year (2025) when they were all together at the lake house. I am including it in first person because that’s how he initially wrote it. But I edited some parts for grammar and to give detail that I had from before. Here it is:

It was awful, I cried more than last year. The first day we were supposed to go to the lake as a group but I couldn’t find my bathing suit. I asked Bob where it was because he came home and packed my things for me as he usually does. Bob said it was somewhere in my suitcase and he looked for it but couldn’t find it. (Of course he threw my clothes all over the floor then told me to clean it up “right now”). We were supposed to go into town the next day so I said it wasn’t a big deal that we could buy a new bathing suit the next day. He told me I wasn’t going to do that and insisted I was going in the lake with “the men.” He added: “you’re always such a pussy about these trips, why can’t you be like [the men].” You know I don’t tell him anything when he gets like this because I don’t wanna make him mad so I just let it go.

He said that we could ask the other guys if they had a spare bathing suit. If was a total of 10 other guys so I figured someone would have something. After he changed into his bathing suit, we met up with the other guys downstairs. We asked if anyone had a spare bathing suit but nobody had a spare. I said I could drive into town to buy a new one because it was only 40 minutes, but OF COURSE Bob insisted I was not “allowed to” do that because it was “not on the schedule.” You know I don’t like fighting with him in front of people because of how he gets so I said “ok then I’ll just jump into the lake in my underwear.” Bob didn’t even think about it and simply said I wasn’t going to do that because he had counted the number of clean underwear I had. He only brought the exact amount. I had to set aside the embarrassment of my 66-year old stepdad telling everyone he picked out my undies for me. At first, I was going to argue with him that I could go in my undies. Then, I remembered that the underwear he packed for me were these are really small and tight tighty-whities. I know those undies are TOTALLY see-through when wet so I was trying to spare myself the embarrassment. Honestly if he let me buy my own, I would have had some underwear I could use for swimming. Also if I was allowed to pack on my own this would not have happened. But, I was too scared too argue so I said he was right and that it wasn’t a good idea to jump in in my undies.

Honestly, I didn’t even want to get into the lake with those guys so I assumed that I would sit this out but then Bob goes “you will just go naked.” At first I thought it was a joke but then I realized he was serious. I know my step dad. He was going to try to force me to be naked in front of everyone and I was going to let him.