My cock is not big. When flaccid, it’s tiny. When hard, it’s definitely on the small side of average. I can trick a ruler into saying it’s six inches long, but if I’m honest, it’s shorter than that. And it’s not especially thick, either. A woman with a small hand can pretty easily grip it, no problem.
My cock is circumcised. It’s got a pronounced upward curve. It’s smooth. Its veins and arteries are visible when it’s hard, and it looks a bit like a map. A map of some distant peninsula, I suppose.
In all the years I went to massage parlors, where women know that compliments = tips, no one ever said to me, “Ooh, your cock is so big.” I got other compliments: “You’re so strong, do you work out?” “Your legs are so strong – do you run? Play soccer?” And often, often, “Your cock is so hard.”
But never, never, “Your cock is so big.”
Women often have told me that my cock is “beautiful,” or “pretty.” (Funny – such conventionally feminine words applied to the most masculine thing there is.) That it’s “incredibly fun to suck.” That it’s “built to stimulate the g-spot.”
The upward curve does cause the tip to land in just the right place when fucking, and the size makes it possible to do just about anything a woman might want with her mouth and hands. If you want to learn to deep-throat, mine will not be hard. While I’ve gagged and choked my fair share of women, that’s more to do with my face-fucking technique than with my length or girth.
Somewhere along the line, I think I finally understood that neither of the two extremes we’re told about cock size is right. It’s simply not true that “size doesn’t matter.” Neither is it true that a small cock is, by definition, worse than a big cock. For some, size does matter – and for some, that means smaller is better. For some, size is pretty much the only thing that matters. I recently was talking with a woman who, as a matter of policy, only fucks guys whose cocks are more than eight inches long. Seriously. And an early girlfriend of mine found that, as a matter of her own anatomy, a cock any bigger than mine was, honestly, painful.
When I was younger, I was insecure about my cock. Nowadays, not so much. I understand that tastes vary, that some women want big cocks, that some prefer smaller ones, that some truly don’t care. I get that many women think about cocks like I think about breasts, or pussies: which is to say, I like them. I like almost all of them. And I like the variety among them. I like tiny breasts at least as much as big ones; I like hairy pussies at least as much as trimmed ones; I like long labia lips and short ones; I like sweet pussies and salty ones.
So if my smallish, beautiful, curved cock isn’t your speed, I suppose that’s fine.
Thank you for this! I don’t have that much experience with sizes and shapes of cocks. But really, from what I have experienced, what counts most to me is whom it’s attached to. Are you willing to play with me? Let me play with you? That’s the most important thing.
I suppose it means something if I say that I have absolutely no idea how big the men I’ve been with were. I really cared so little that it didn’t even cross my mind to wonder about it.
I have to admit that the only thing relating to size that I would notice is this: a big cock would probably scare me more than anything.
So I say thank you for writing this, because I think it is important for men to read this too.
Use of said cock tends to matter the most in my mind. Ability can make a big difference over size
What a refreshing post!
Your’re so right, it’s what you did with it that matters.
If it hits the right spot that’s great!
I wish my breasts were bigger, firmer etc but as long as the person playing with them is happy…:)
From your description, you have the quintessential cock! The perfect “all day lolly”. The kind I’m happy to put a beer in one of your hands and the remote in the other while I spend a lovely lazy day paying homage to my very special friend. *sigh*
C’m’ere.
You’ve the kind of cock I’d immediately drop to my knees for after a long crappy day at work just to reaffirm the good things in life.
Come here!
What a great writing. I will say as both a cis man and a gay man; size does and doesn’t matter in my experience. In the realm that it matters is if someone, who is overtly large; is trying to put it in any orifice that just won’t fit. Even in situations like such, I have had great times with frottage and discovering each other’s bodies in non penetrative ways.
For guys with smaller sized penises I have had equal great times with them, touching, kissing, licking, sucking.
You mentioned about never hearing the term, “Your cock is so big.”
I am predominantly a top (Get head and or fuck) than a bottom (Give head, and or get fucked) But in the case that I am on my knees, I rarely compliment a guy’s size. (Even if it is a mouthful and got me horny as fuck.) I will say “Your dick got me horny as fuck.” or compliment how good it taste. But stating,”You’ve got such a big dick” as a compliment is basically saying having a big dick is acceptable and anything else isn’t in my opinion. I am so glad that I can be attracted to the masculinity and sexiness in a man and not equate it to his size or girth. It has allowed me to have some phenomenal moments with guys.
Oh yes one more thing.
As an artist I see beauty in so much. I often say to my buds,”That guy has a beautiful penis!” Or i will tell a guy “You have a beautiful cock!” I often get a chuckle out of people because so many people are wrapped up in gender norms of what beautiful is. I only wish more people would really look at their penises or someone else’s and see just how beautiful and sexy a penis really is.
P.S. I have seen the portrait of your cock.
And yes it is Fucking Beautiful.
I won’t say anymore about it. (Don’t want to freak you out. lol)
You don’t freak me out. I’m not a homophobe. I appreciate being appreciated!