Lest say is is a good version of the story from the another thread.



Six Inches Too Far: When Size Doesn’t Matter (incest, BDSM femdom, Comedy self torture,)
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Timmy is a mischievous little rascal, always looking for ways to get into trouble or pull off some kind of crazy stunt. One day while surfing the web, he came across an online video that caught his attention - someone had nailed their penis to a desk!

In the online video, a young man was seen sitting on top of a wooden desk with his legs spread wide apart. He appeared to be smiling as he held up two small nails in his hand, which he proceeded to hammer deep into his shaft. The blood spurting from between his thighs was unmistakable evidence of just how much agony he was experiencing. However, this did not seem to bother him at all, because every time another nail went in, he let out a loud moan of pleasure. As if it wasn't enough, he then grabbed hold of a very big nail and grinned to the camera. He positioned the nail right over his most sensitive spot and drove it home until only the tip poked through his skin. With each pound of the hammer, his body jerked violently against the wood, but still he smiled, obviously loving every second of it.

Timmy read the comment section below the video:
"I think I'll try this myself!😍 " one person commented.
"Omg yes!!! Just gotta wisit hardware store first.💀" another replied.
"Me too! It looks like soooo much fun! Can anyone recommend any good places to buy extra-long nails?🤣" exclaimed another user.
"You guys are sick🙄" said yet another user. "I can't believe you would even consider doing something like this. You should probably see a therapist instead.😏"
"Nah, don't need to👎" responded the original poster, laughing. "This looks way more exciting than talking about feelings all day!❤️"
"It was really intense when I put those nails in me, oh god!" said the original poster.
"Dude, you should have heard those screams," added another user. "They were incredible!"
"Yeah, it felt amazing," admitted the OP. "But I couldn't handle it anymore after the last nail. My penis started getting sore and swollen."
"That's why I stopped before it could go further," explained another user. "Didn't want to end up having to visit the hospital."
"Next time though…" suggested another user, trailing off suggestively.
"I wish I hadn't quit so early," said the OP regretfully. "The pain was starting to feel so good."
"Well, maybe next time you won't stop quite so soon," teased another user.
"Oh yeah, definitely," said the OP. "Definitely gonna give it another shot sometime soon."
"Can't wait till your next session," remarked another excitedly.
"Me neither," said the OP, clearly thrilled.

" Wow… That was wild!" thought Timmy as he watched the video come to an end. "Whoever that guy is, he must be totally insane! No sane person would ever do anything remotely close to that." Despite these thoughts, however, Timmy found himself unable to look away from the screen. Something about watching the stranger inflicting such terrible pain upon himself seemed oddly compelling. And as he continued reading through the comments section, Timmy began to realize that he might actually find it all somewhat arousing. A strange sensation crept down his lower abdomen, and suddenly Timmy realized that his tiny pecker begun to grow hard beneath his shorts. Embarrassed, he quickly closed the browser window and hurried back to his game, hoping no one noticed. But the image of the stranger hammering nails into his own flesh kept popping up in his mind, causing his member to twitch once again. Before long, Timmy found himself wondering whether he might also enjoy hurting himself in such a bizarre manner. Perhaps it wouldn't hurt trying it out, just once…just to see how it feels.

Although initially repulsed by the idea, Timmy now found himself growing increasingly curious about the whole thing. After all, if other people seemed to enjoy it so much, there must be something to it, right? Maybe he was missing out on something truly extraordinary. And so, Timmy decided to revisit the video later that night, when everyone else was fast asleep. This time around, he allowed himself to watch without shame, letting the sight of the stranger's suffering turn him on in ways he never knew possible. By the time he finally finished, Timmy discovered that he was breathing heavily and sweating profusely, his cock throbbing fiercely within its confinement. Exhilarated beyond belief, he reached down and wrapped his fingers around his engorged length, giving it several firm strokes. Never before had Timmy experienced such powerful orgasms as the ones that followed shortly afterwards. In fact, they left him completely drained and exhausted, forcing him to collapse onto his bed, where he lay motionless for many minutes, savoring the feeling of utter bliss.

As Timmy continued scrolling through the comments, he saw plenty of users sharing their experiences and asking questions. Some talked about using different kinds of nails, others asked what kind of tools they needed. Many discussed their favorite positions and techniques. The sheer amount of information available made Timmy wonder whether there was indeed something to this practice.
He eventually posted his own comment, saying “Hey, Guys! I’ve been thinking about trying it myself. Does it really feel that good?”
" Yes!!! Sooooo good!!😂" replied one user immediately.
"Ughhh, you know right??😆 I tried it yesterday and my penis has never felt better!" agreed another.
"Just make sure u use thick nails, Don't bother. With thin ones. U will barely feel them going in" warned a third.
" The pain was incredible, but also super hot!🔥"
Encouraged by the responses, Timmy posted another message: "Cool! What size nails did you guys use?"
"At least 2 inches", answered one user.
"4 inches or bigger works best for me," said another.
"Try to stick to 3 inches max, unless you're really adventurous". advised a third.
"I used 4 inches and holy fuck, it was most amazing!🔥 Almost made me faint definitely gonna try something waaay bigger next time" said another enthusiastically.
"How long do you leave the nails in for?" Timmy asked.
"Usually anywhere from 5 to 15 minutes," said another.
"Some guys keep em in for hours!😮" wrote a third.
Encouraged by the responses, Timmy typed his final question: "So what happens when you take the nails out? Do you bleed everywhere?"
"Lotsa bleeding, yep!" said one reply.
"Awesome rush of blood! Feels great!🖕"
"Seriously, get help, you sick fucks" added someone else.
"Make sure you clean the wounds well, otherwise they may become infected,"
"How long does it hurt afterward?" Timmy asked.
"When I took mine out, I didn't feel any pain at all," said one comment.
"Mine was pretty sore for a few days, but nothing major,"
"My dick was super tender for a week, but it was worth it!" said a third.
"Do you think it's safe ?" Timmy asked.
"Who cares. I am going to cut my dick off anyway someday"
"Nothing happened to me so far, so I guess it's safe," said another.

Timmy's tiny weaner grew 3 times it's normal size, straining against the fabric of his underwear. His heart beat faster, and his face flushed red with excitement. Finally, he made his decision.
"Ok, I'm gonna do it! Thanks for helping me decide guys!😊"

Timmy stroked his penis for all night until finally fall asleep while fantasizing about hammering nails through his tiny penis.
He woke up early next morning feeling restless but excited at same time. He went downstairs to kitchen and got two big spoons of cereal which were left over after mom had breakfast before she goes off to work. After finishing his bowl of cereals he grabbed a cutting board from under sink and carried it back to bedroom. Now he only needed to get a hammer and nails. He knew the place where he could find them.

The door creaked open revealing the dimly lit space of the garage. It smelled musty and dusty, an unused place where forgotten items are stored away. In the dim light coming from an overhead bulb, Timmy looked around the messy garage, searching high and low for anything resembling a hammer or nails. His heart beat faster with excitement every time he spotted something promising - a toolbox here, a pile of scrap metal there. But each potential lead turned out to be disappointingly unsuitable. Finally, after almost giving up hope, Timmy found a box labeled 'Old Construction Material'. It contained several pieces of wood, rusty nails and a hammer. As Timmy picked up the hammer, he couldn't help noticing how heavy it was. This could definitely give him a thrill, he thought. And then he examined the nails. They weren't three-inch nails; they were six-inch monsters, easily twice the length of his little cock. just the sight of these giant spikes sent shivers down his spine.
Despite the warning against larger nails he read on the forum, he imagined smashing those massive needlepoints deep inside his skinny member, piercing it again and again. A tsunami of desire flooded his body. Without hesitation, Timmy stuffed everything he had found into a bag and hurried back to his room.


Once safely back in his room, Timmy sat on his bed. With trembling hands, he laid out the tools he had brought home on top of his comforter. First came the hammer. Then the nails. Lastly, the cutting board, which would serve as a stable surface to lay upon during the procedure. Looking at them side by side, Timmy felt his heartbeat quickening. These things represented danger, risk, and excitement. But also pain. Would he be able to handle this?
Timmy set the hammer and nails down on his table Before proceeding further, Timmy wanted to test the nails first. To do so, he placed the tip of the nail onto the wooden surface of the cutting board and gave it several gentle hits with the hammer. He repeated the process several times, gradually increasing the force behind each blow. But the nail barely dented the wood, let alone pierce it. Encouraged, Timmy decided to try harder. He struck the nail with full force. It sank slightly deeper than before, leaving a shallow groove in its wake. That's enough, he thought.

he removed the nail laid the cutting board flat on top of his table then placed nails around its edges. Then he put the hammer beside the board and turned on his camera app. He adjusted the angle to capture his entire body, including his face and lower abdomen where the action would happen. Satisfied with the setup, he began undressing slowly, taking off each piece of clothing and laying it neatly on the floor. Finally, he stood completely nude, his tiny penis standing straight up, eager for attention. He started stroking it gently, running his fingers along its length. His breath quickened, and his heart beat faster. Slowly, he tightened his grip, applying more pressure. As he played with his dick, he looked directly into the camera, his eyes glazed with lust. He moaned softly, letting go of his erection and spreading his legs wide apart. It was time to begin.
"These aren't just ordinary nails," Timmy told the camera, pointing at the oversized metal rods arranged neatly around the edge of the cutting board.
"They're extra-long and extra-thick, because that's exactly what it takes to satisfy this little guy." He pointed towards his 4 inch penis, now throbbing wildly.
"And I can tell you right now, nothing feels better than having one of these bad boys slammed into your skin." Timmy paused, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
"But first things first - let me show you just how much bigger they are compared to my poor little pecker." He reached out and grabbed the nearest nail, holding it upright alongside his penis. Even when fully extended, the tip of the nail still hung several inches below his balls, leaving an enormous gap between them. Timmy grinned, clearly enjoying the comparison.
"It might look crazy, but trust me - once you start pounding these babies into yourself, there'll be no going back!"

Naked Timmy stood 3 feet away from the table, his tiny penis jutting forward in anticipation. He took a few slow, deep breaths to calm his racing heartbeat. Then, closing his eyes and biting his lip, he walked towards the table, stopping right above the center. Taking another deep breath, he positioned his penis over the middle of the cutting board. Carefully, he leaned forward, pressing his pelvis onto the surface. With one final exhale, he pushed downwards, flattening his erect penis against the wood. The coolness of the surface felt reassuring against his hot flesh. Timmy smiled to himself, knowing that the real fun was yet to come.


Satisfied with his preparations, Timmy placed the first nail on top of his penis head, aligning it perfectly in the center. Gripping the handle firmly, he raised the hammer high above his shoulder, ready to strike. But before bringing it down, he glanced at the camera, smiling mischievously.
"This is going to hurt so good," he said, winking playfully. And then, without hesitation, he brought the hammer crashing down upon the nail, driving it through his tender flesh with incredible force.

The nail pierced his skin effortlessly, slicing through tissue as if it were butter straight through his penile shaft into the wood beneath him. Splashing his pre-cum from the impact all over the place. Blood immediately welled up from the puncture wound, spilling over the sides of the nail and dripping down onto the table. It took a moment for Timmy to realize what had happened.

His eyes went wide, his mouth opening in shock. For a brief second, Timmy thought he could hear the sound of his own blood rushing through his veins, pumping furiously. But then reality hit him hard, and he realized that something terrible had gone wrong. A wave of intense pain shot through his groin, sending electric bolts of agony coursing throughout his body. His muscles contracted involuntarily, and he lost control of his bladder, wetting himself uncontrollably.

"Fuuuuck! ", he yelled loudly. The pain was excruciating, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. While his voice echoed across the empty room, he couldn't help but curse like a sailor. " Shit! Fuck! Goddamn! Motherfucker!", he shouted repeatedly.
He thrashed about, desperately trying to escape the searing pain radiating from his groin. His entire body shook violently, and he began sweating profusely. Every movement sent new waves of pain cascading through his system.
" Ahhhhh!!! ", he cried out again, tears streaming down his face.
Timmy screamed, writhing in agonizing pain as he tried desperately to pull free. But try as he might, he simply could not dislodge the embedded nail from its wooden perch. Each attempt only made nail to slide up and down, causing more pain. Soft whimpers escaped his lips as he struggled to remain conscious, overcome by the sheer intensity of the experience. His cock remained rigid despite the trauma inflicted upon it, refusing to yield even under such extreme duress.
"No…no…" he moaned weakly, looking at his mangled member. Blood continued to pour forth from the open wounds, forming a small pool around the base of the nail.

As Timmy stand there helplessly, gasping for air amidst the carnage, fear crept into his mind. What have I done? How did this happen? Am I really losing my penis forever? These thoughts raced through his brain, making him feel dizzy and lightheaded. He closed his eyes tightly, wishing everything would go away.
Tears rolled down his cheeks as he remembered the times he used to take pride in his manhood. In that moment, Timmy felt utter despair. There was nothing left to do except wait until the pain subsided enough for him to think clearly again.
"Oh fuck !" Timmy screeched in agony. He clutched his wounded crotch, attempting to ease the searing pain shooting through his body. Tears streamed down his cheeks, and his breath came in short gasps.


Just then, Timmy heard the soft click of footsteps approaching from behind.
"Why are you screaming like mad?" a familiar voice asked. Timmy turned to look, seeing his older sister standing there, her brow creased in concern. She looked at him with confusion, taking in the sight of his bloody penis and the hammer still gripped tightly in his hand.

Her eyes widened in horror, and she stumbled backwards, nearly tripping over herself. Her gaze locked onto the huge nail protruding from Timmy’s little weener , blood dripping steadily from the exposed wound. Her brother was bent double, clenching his hands into tight fists while tears streaked down his face. A pool of sticky fluid surrounded the tip of his dick, adding a disturbingly erotic element to the whole situation. Her mind raced frantically, trying to make sense of what she was witnessing. She blinked rapidly, struggling to process everything she saw. Looking at the oversized nail sticking out of Timmy's little pecker, which was stretched to almost twice its normal size and still hard as rock made her burst out laughing uncontrollably, unable to hold it back anymore. The absurdity of the entire thing was too hilarious for words.

"What the fuuuck!! ! ? Oh my god….what are you doing?? Why do you have a giant nail stuck inside your tiny dick??? hahaaa.. Oh my gosh…..that's insane!" she exclaimed, trying to catch her breath, but kept choking on giggles every time she thought about it. "That has gotta be the weirdest thing I've seen today! What possessed you to do something like this?" she added, walking closer to get a better view of the messy state of affairs.

Timmy's face got all red because of embarrassment which now felt even worse than the pain.
"Ahh..I uhm.. I was just trying this thing.. umm." Timmy stammered, struggling to find words.
"What kind of fucking thing? Are you seriously telling me you decided to hammer a piece of steel rod the size of a broomstick into your penis all by yourself?? Seriously?? " She asked curiously.
"Y-yeah…uhhhh…" Timmy replied sheepishly, embarrassment painting his features bright red. "It's supposed to be fun," Timmy replied meekly, feeling ashamed of his actions. "People do stuff like this online, they say it feels really good."
"Are you kidding me right now?" His sister retorted, shaking her head incredulously. "That sounds so stupid! "
"When I talked about it online, people seemed to like it," Timmy tried to explain.
"Couldn't you at least choose something to fit the size of your tiny pecker? Like maybe a needle or something?? Or perhaps a pin would suffice? Instead of this ridiculously large monster nail that doesn't belong anywhere near your teeny tiny dongle!?" She said sarcastically.
"Those guys in the forum said that big nails feels so much better than smaller ones." He defended himself lamely.
Sister rolled her eyes, unable to believe how naive and innocent her younger brother truly was. "Did any of them, like actually ever put a 6-inch long nail through their junk before posting those comments online?" She asked.

" Nope.. The biggest nail they mentioned using was 4 inches long." Replied Timmy, ashamed.
"Then why did you decide to go for a six-incher instead? That's practically twice the length of your dangler," Sister said matter-of-factly.
Timmy shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, avoiding eye contact. "Umm.. I went to the garage and searched around for 3 inch nails as they recommended, but they were nowhere to be found.. Then I noticed this old wooden crate filled with nails.. and well.. when I saw the 6-inchers.. they seemed so much more exciting compared to regular sized ones.. So I decided to use those instead.”
"'More exciting'? What exactly did you expect to happen when you rammed a humongous metal pole up your mini-penis? Were you hoping for an explosion of ecstatic pleasure? Did you think your microscopic schlong would magically expand until it reached full-blown adult proportions after being pounded with such immense force?” She scoffed.
“It didn’t really hurt that bad,” Timmy muttered softly, feeling slightly embarrassed under her intense scrutiny. “At first” he clarified, giving off a painful whimper as another sharp wave of agony ripped through his pelvis, causing fresh streams of white liquid to flow freely down the front of his thighs.
“Ouch!” he cried, wincing visibly. “Oh God.. It really hurts right now,” he admitted sheepishly.
"Well duh!" she said exasperated. "Of course it'll hurt. You just impaled your penis on a massive iron spike, Timmy. There was never going to be rainbow sprinklings and sparkly stars shooting out of your dick afterwards."
"But..but I read on the forum that i'd experience pure heaven." Timmy replied sadly, looking up at her with hope in his blue eyes.
“Oh shit!!! You mean to tell me you drove a six-inch long rusty nail through your delicate little willy just because some strangers told you bigger nails feel amazing?” Sister said disbelievingly. “Are you even kidding me right now?”
"Y-yes.. I guess I wasn't thinking clearly enough.." Timmy admitted shamefully.

She Poked his bleeding Penis with her finger and stroked it gently."By the way, why is your Dick so Hard?" She said inquisitively.
Timmy blushed profusely, his member twitching involuntarily under her touch. "Umm…i don’t know,” he mumbled sheepishly.
Without warning, his erection surged once more, He couldn't help but moan loudly.
"Wow," his sister remarked, watching him intently. "Looks like it does feel pretty good after all."
"No ," Timmy insisted. "I- It hurts, Please help me.
The girl grinned wickedly and rolled her eyes . “Well I think it may be too dangerous to pull the nail out when your dick is so hard.” She Said teasingly. "You may bleed to death if I try to remove it ”.
"What do You mean? " Timmy Asked nervously.
"I read on internet forum that if you remove nail while having an erection, it can cause severe injury or bleeding to death”
"On internet ?? But that doesn't make any sense! " Timmy asked worriedly.
His sister smiled devilishly. "Well then we can do what makes sense and call ambulance to take you to hospital." She suggested. "See we can ask Bing 'how to remove nail from penis'" it says 'seek immediate medical attention by calling your local emergency services'
Timmy eyes widened in horror. "Nooo!!! please don't!" He cried out. "I will die of embarrassment!”
"Then we have to make it soft again ," she replied smugly. "that should not be a problem because what kind of guy can have hardon while standing nailed to a table bleeding, crying and embarrassed to death?"
Timmy's face turned red as he realized what she meant. While his pecker leaked more bloody precum onto the board where it was nailed.
"But.. But It hurts too much if I try to rub it like that!" Timmy protested weakly.
Sister laughed evilly "Then you have to find way to do it without touching it directly".
" How?" Timmy asked curiously.
"Well if ask me really nicely I may find some way to help you", She giggled sadistically.
"Pleeeease help me!!!!" Timmy Begged, his voice trembling with fear and excitement.
Sister smiled and leaned over him, "Then say exactly what you want me to do with your tiny useless dick". Not letting away her chance to humiliate the little brat.
Timmy closed his eyes tightly and took deep breath. "Please make me cum without touching my dick!!!" He screamed.
"Oh My," she pretended to be offended , "But I am your sister We should not be doing such things together!!"
"I know but I need it badly!! Please help me!! Pleeeaaaassssseeeeee!!!" Timmy Begged. "Do anything"
"I guess It's an emergency after all" She said sweetly while observing Her completely naked Brother struggling against The Table.


"Alright then, wait a little" she said while running out of room.
When she came back, she had changed into a short skirt which barely covered her ass cheeks, along with a black lace bra and no panties. Her nipples were visible through the thin fabric of her top, and her cleavage looked inviting. Her tinny boobies poked upwards. She also wore high heels, making her look taller than usual. Her hair was let loose and flowed down her shoulders, accentuating her beauty. She walked towards timmy slowly, her hips swaying seductively. Her tinny boobies rubbing gainsg the fabric. Timmy felt his cock getting harder as he watched her approach.
"Where did you get those clothes?" Timmy asked incredulously.
"From our mom's closet silly" she giggled.
"What are you doing?! That's so weird!" Timmy exclaimed.
"I saw on internet that this is how you make boys cum" she replied.
She climbed on the table and spread her legs wide open, exposing her cute little pink pussy to Timmy.
"You want to play with my kitty now?" She teased.
Timmy could see his sister's smooth skin glistening underneath the light bulb above them. The folds of her labia parted slightly revealing the entrance to her vagina. Above it lay her clitoral hood hiding the most sensitive area of her body.
After several minutes of watching Timmy squirm helplessly against the wooden surface, she decided it was time to stop torturing him. Slowly, she got down from the table, leaving behind a trail of wetness from her dripping snatch. She smiled devilishly at Timmy, knowing full well the effect she had on him. His erection throbbed painfully against the wood beneath him.
Without warning, his sister landed behind him. Before he knew it, her hands were cupping his balls and pulling them tightly between his thighs.
Her fingers slid across his tender flesh, sending waves of pleasure coursing throughout his body mixed with pain from the nail still lodged inside his member.
He moaned loudly, Both from the pleasure and the pain.
Suddenly , he felt something hit his ass. It was her palm, slapping his butt.
"Oh fuck !!!" He screamed.
" That's for being such a bad boy." She whispered into his ear.

She moved away from him, walking over to her bag. From within its depths, she retrieved a small bottle containing clear liquid.
"I saw how mom uses it on then dad" she explained.
Opening the lid, she poured some of the contents onto her hand. It was slippery and warm to the touch.
Carefully, she inserted two fingers deep inside Timmy's ass. They glided easily past his anal ring, causing him to arch his back involuntarily.
His eyes rolled back into his head as she began moving her digits around inside him. She applied pressure to certain areas, eliciting groans of pleasure from Timmy.
Meanwhile, her other hand caressed his testicles, rolling them around in her grasp. Occasionally, she would pinch one lightly, sending shockwaves of ecstasy rippling through his body.

As she continued to work her magic, Timmy could feel his balls tightening beneath her palm. A low moan escaped his lips as he neared climax.
Without warning, she forced all four fingers inside him simultaneously. The sudden intrusion caused Timmy to scream out loud. His whole body shook uncontrollably as wave after wave of pleasure crashed against him.
He released a torrent of hot spunk onto the table, covering it completely. His entire body went limp as he slumped forward, exhausted but satisfied.
Sister smiled triumphantly, knowing she had done well.
She pulled her fingers free, allowing Timmy to relax once more.
The only sound in the room was the dripping of blood from his now flaccid member which looked even smaller in comparison to the monstrous nail still stuck through it.
"See, It worked " she grinned, proud of herself.

She took her bag and got out a pair of heavy duty pliers that brought from the same box where her brother retrieved the hammer and 6 inches nails.
"Next time, when you decide to nail your dick to the table, don't forget to bring something to un-nail yourself " she could not miss another chance to tease her poor brother.
"I will keep that in mind" he answered while extremely embarrassed but trying to save his face.

She carefully positioned the jaws of the pliers over the head of the nail and began squeezing them together slowly.
It wasn’t easy – the nail was firmly lodged in the wood and didn’t want to budge.
But eventually, with a crack, it gave way and popped free.
A small trickle of blood oozed from the hole left behind, but otherwise everything seemed fine.
His cock hung down limply, the withf the nail protruding from the tip like a spearhead.
"And now the painful part of the procedure begins", She said as she grabbed his cock which was still has the nail sticking out from the top.
"Try not to scream too loud my dear little brother".
Using both hands, she gently twisted the nail back and forth until finally, with a pop, it came out of its own accord.
Timmy winced in pain, but did not scream.
Some blood dripped from the small wound in his cock, forming a crimson pool on the floor below.
"Here, keep it ", she handed him the rusty nail covered in blood "Still perfectly good if you decide to use it again ".
Timmy nodded silently, taking the nail without saying a word.
His sister cleaned the area thoroughly. Then she wrapped a gauze pad around the base of his cock, securing it in place with medical tape. She applied gentle pressure to stop any further bleeding before wrapping another layer of padding around the wounded area. Once again, she secured it with medical tape to ensure it stayed put. Timmy felt much better already, although he knew it would take days to fully recover. His sister stood back and admired her handiwork, pleased with the result. “There,” she said. “All fixed.”
Timmy nodded appreciatively, grateful for her care.
"No worries" she responded, "If you will have any emergencies with your dick just let me know."