I’ve bumped into some not so right size dicks in my time, and I came to one conclusion. Little dicks scared me!! The whole thing was just odd, for the basic fact that there wasn’t really much of anything there to work with. I was perplexed in what should be done. You can’t treat it like a “regular” sized slong, so you gotta give it special care and attention. I was always afraid to sex someone with a little wee wee for fear I might not feel a damn thing. Well that theory went out the window when:
I met this guy in college and we became friends. We were both attracted to each other, but something kept stopping us from hooking up. One night he had a party at this crib and invited me over. He picked me up and we headed over to his place. The party ended really late and since he was drinking he asked me if I wanted to stay over. At first I was like… I don’t know about that, but said I ain’t got any choice in the matter. We got into the bedroom and we started to watch a movie. He started kissing on me and it felt really good. Everything started getting a little heavier and my hand started wondering down to his dick. I jumped back when I felt what I felt. MAN HE AIN’T HAD NO DICK!!! Ok, he had a dick but that shit was so small it was ridiculous. I ain’t never ever ever felt a dick that size in my life. My whole hopes and dreams were dashed out the window. I came up with the excuse “I’m not ready. This is happening too fast. Let’s stop”. Yo, I had to say something. I wasn’t fucking that thing. To tell you how small it was; it was in my opinion the size of a pinky finger on a large hand, and it was thin. I could take my thumb and my index finger and hold the whole dick. A real dick ain’t suppose to do that.
Fast forward to 3 years later…we’re both out of school and still hung out from time to time. I was somewhat still attracted to him, but I wasn’t about to let a damn thing go down. He brought up the possibility of having a relationship, but I’m sorry but my mind focused on the lack of pleasure I would receive. One night he came over to chill and watch a movie and we started pouring out the liquor. The next thing I know he kissed me. Now we hadn’t kissed since college so it brought back a whole bunch of memories. Here I was horny and with a man that had such a small dick a white girl couldn’t even get down with it. Anyway…we’re starting to getting excited and I had to make a decision. I could get over my fear of actually doing it, or stay afraid of these things forever. I got up, walked into the bedroom and he soon followed.
So now I’m calculating a strategy. What would be the best position where I would sorta feel this thing without having the completely fake the whole performance. To my surprised homie knew how to work it. I was actually moaning, and not that fake moan where you oversold the shit. The man was hitting spots that I didn’t know I had. I guess when you’re working with much of nothing; you gotta perfect your craft. He was sensual with it also. He was down for pleasing me. Hell I guess when I made him wait all this time; he wanted to savor the moment. The next thing I know he started thrusting more and more. How about my dumb ass started talking gibberish. All of this was such a surprise to me because I never thought a little dick can do what a big dick could.
The next day I came to the conclusion it must have been the liquor, so I decided to do it again. The next time was better than the first. The man made me do things I NEVER done before with a big dick brotha. Needless to say I never misjudged a man that hung short, shriveled, and to the right again.
*Side Note* This man was not at all aware that his dick was small. He kept saying…“You want this big dick”. *blank stare* What’s that about? :\ *Kanye Shrug*
Holla at me: Have you ever been with a man that was not so large? Ladies do you think that a man that is not so large tries to work harder to please you?