Aug 262015
 

Some people like ’em. (I’m looking at you, Hy.)

I got nothing against women – or men – who like their men hung. To each her/his own, I say.

My cock, though, is on the smaller side, as I’ve written.

For much of my life, this was a source of great insecurity to me. I raged against my father, whose paltry Y chromosome condemned me to my under-endowed fate. I worried about undressing in locker rooms. I dreaded my cock’s revelation to new sexual partners. (Would they run from the room laughing? Talk about me behind my back? My fears were anything but small.)

Somewhere along the line, something – maybe a combination of experience, maturity, and scientific knowledge – gelled in me and I realized: there certainly are women for whom smallness is a turnoff. There are some who are indifferent to penis size. There are some who prefer smaller penises (“the better to lick and suck, my dear”). And there are some who notice, who care, but for whom penis size is one of a gazillion factors determining attractiveness.

A nice thing about this blog is that, by the time a woman goes to bed with me, 99% of the time, if she cares about penis size, she’s learned all about mine. No surprises.

Presto! Inoculation against all my fears!

  9 Responses to “Big cocks”

  1. A big cock is… something else. It ignites something very primal in me. I don’t need or prefer a big cock though.

  2. Clever way to allay fear

  3. Sometimes the owners of big cocks seem to think that their size is the only thing they need to bring to bed. No other effort or ability is required. Size does matter, but it’s the size of your focus and talent and imagination more than your cock.

  4. It’s not unlike me giving my measurements on an online site: no surprises! I know the men who want to meet me like/are ok with my size.

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