I stopped at the 3rd paragraph, Someone should summarize the remaining paragraphs for me.
Oh, I forgot there are no paragraphs.
I even tried, I'm not sure I made it into the 2nd paragraph before fast forwarding to the end just yo confirm he's not selling a penis enlargement cream
I even tried, I'm not sure I made it into the 2nd paragraph before fast forwarding to the end just yo confirm he's not selling a penis enlargement cream
Just going off what a few of my ex girlfriends said; its not
the size but how its used.
Normally there wouldnt be any issue whatsoever, it just
took a bit longer to get going than with something
smaller, because there's a bigger risk of discomfort and
stretching.
Im not even big (in my opinion). At 8inL and 7 1/2in
circumference, the size has only been an issue where my
girlfriend is at least a foot shorter than me, with a small
frame. The few times it was spontaneous, the lack of
warming up with pre-intimacy resulted in some discomfort for
her.
When women are really turned on, their junk adapts to
your size. The length issue is taken care of by the cervix
‘tenting' to move back; increasing the vaginal canals'
depth. In the same way, pre-intimacy was always essential,
otherwise I wouldnt be able to fit anything past the head.
When you live with being well endowed, you spend more
time on working up the mood and on pre-intimacy thanty you
would otheriwse. If my partner and i spent 15-20 mins on
pre-intimacy, we could usually go pretty rough with no issues.
Apart from penetration, my size has gotten in the way of
being able to enjoy oral with a few women i dated. One
girl wasnt able to open her mouth wide enough to get
past the head without raking her teeth over it and even
with partners who could fit me in their mouth- it was only
the head, unless they were very comfortable with ignoring
their gag reflex. As a result, i never have enjoyed MouthAction
that much, outside of one or two times with a casual
partner.
But what most people dont think about is the everyday,
mundane stuff like trying to buy underwear that wont
pinch and chafe or get stretched out within a few days.
Most pants have elastic waists and the waist (as well as
the legs) get stretched out FAST because erections just
punch their way through. Ive had so many friction burns
on my franulum from waistbands that its not funny.
Moving past underwear- trousers and jeans take a lot of
consideration before i make a purchase. When an hour or
two each day is spent with my member poking through
theleg of my underwear- i need to be sure my jeans are
elastic enough to allow me to move freely even when i
have an erection that reaches halfway down to my knee;
like a splint. The hardest part of choosing trousers is in
the zipper; a well hung man knows what im talking about
all too well and is probably shuddering at the recent
memory of when he went to the bathroom but got metal
teeth biting and cutting into his poor junk. Ive even had to
rip my trousers away before… when i went to the
bathroom, the fly opening was so small that it gripped me
at the base, like a masochists cock ring- leading to my
already 8inch circumference member getting even more
enlarged and pressing against the sharp metal teeth of
the zipper!
I wont go on for too long, but one last thing i think is
worth bringing up is the embarrassment one
occassionally faces whenever an erection arises (see
what I did there??) at an inopportune moment. Just today
i was riding on the bus and the vibrations from the seats
caused an erection, which was had nowhere to go
because of my tight jeans, which was causing a lot of
discomfort as it was pressed down, against the seam on
the inside of my jeans leg.
So what can a man do, except awkwardly shuffle about,
trying to dislodge the ever growing menace in his
trousers? Eventually i managed to redirect the menacing
pant snake along the inside of my thigh….. only….this
now carried a new realization that a couple of the other
passengers, sat opposite to me, were looking confused as
their eyes lingered beneath the table separating us.
I didnt even need to look, I knew what they were looking
at. A clear, detailed outline of an erect cock was present
at my trouser leg. Nowadays ive given up on trying to
cover up with a bag or a jumper, as that just makes it
more obvious when an erection the size and girth of a
shampoo bottle is straining against the thin canvas of the
jeans.
Buses arent that bad, but I've definitely caught several
stares on the underground in the past. Imagine having to
carry a big neon billboard with you every day.. a billboard
that flashes and sparkles to announce when you get a
hard on- how do you not have to laugh at the situation,
which is very similar to mine. I leave for work in the
morning knowing that every hardon i get will be very easy
to observe by people less than 20 ft away. I dont mind if
people stare because of intrigue or even if they find it
hot…im just concerned about those who might see it as
some creepy gesture, like a guy in a trenchcoat who
flashes random women. Ive grown accustomed to most
women in my daily life being able to see the size,
dimensions and outline of my private area, but its far
from being anything other than a royal pain!
YOURS SINCERELY adult only +18
Just going off what a few of my ex girlfriends said; its not
the size but how its used.
Normally there wouldnt be any issue whatsoever, it just
took a bit longer to get going than with something
smaller, because there's a bigger risk of discomfort and
stretching.
Im not even big (in my opinion). At 8inL and 7 1/2in
circumference, the size has only been an issue where my
girlfriend is at least a foot shorter than me, with a small
frame. The few times it was spontaneous, the lack of
warming up with pre-intimacy resulted in some discomfort for
her.
When women are really turned on, their junk adapts to
your size. The length issue is taken care of by the cervix
‘tenting' to move back; increasing the vaginal canals'
depth. In the same way, pre-intimacy was always essential,
otherwise I wouldnt be able to fit anything past the head.
When you live with being well endowed, you spend more
time on working up the mood and on pre-intimacy thanty you
would otheriwse. If my partner and i spent 15-20 mins on
pre-intimacy, we could usually go pretty rough with no issues.
Apart from penetration, my size has gotten in the way of
being able to enjoy oral with a few women i dated. One
girl wasnt able to open her mouth wide enough to get
past the head without raking her teeth over it and even
with partners who could fit me in their mouth- it was only
the head, unless they were very comfortable with ignoring
their gag reflex. As a result, i never have enjoyed MouthAction
that much, outside of one or two times with a casual
partner.
But what most people dont think about is the everyday,
mundane stuff like trying to buy underwear that wont
pinch and chafe or get stretched out within a few days.
Most pants have elastic waists and the waist (as well as
the legs) get stretched out FAST because erections just
punch their way through. Ive had so many friction burns
on my franulum from waistbands that its not funny.
Moving past underwear- trousers and jeans take a lot of
consideration before i make a purchase. When an hour or
two each day is spent with my member poking through
theleg of my underwear- i need to be sure my jeans are
elastic enough to allow me to move freely even when i
have an erection that reaches halfway down to my knee;
like a splint. The hardest part of choosing trousers is in
the zipper; a well hung man knows what im talking about
all too well and is probably shuddering at the recent
memory of when he went to the bathroom but got metal
teeth biting and cutting into his poor junk. Ive even had to
rip my trousers away before… when i went to the
bathroom, the fly opening was so small that it gripped me
at the base, like a masochists cock ring- leading to my
already 8inch circumference member getting even more
enlarged and pressing against the sharp metal teeth of
the zipper!
I wont go on for too long, but one last thing i think is
worth bringing up is the embarrassment one
occassionally faces whenever an erection arises (see
what I did there??) at an inopportune moment. Just today
i was riding on the bus and the vibrations from the seats
caused an erection, which was had nowhere to go
because of my tight jeans, which was causing a lot of
discomfort as it was pressed down, against the seam on
the inside of my jeans leg.
So what can a man do, except awkwardly shuffle about,
trying to dislodge the ever growing menace in his
trousers? Eventually i managed to redirect the menacing
pant snake along the inside of my thigh….. only….this
now carried a new realization that a couple of the other
passengers, sat opposite to me, were looking confused as
their eyes lingered beneath the table separating us.
I didnt even need to look, I knew what they were looking
at. A clear, detailed outline of an erect cock was present
at my trouser leg. Nowadays ive given up on trying to
cover up with a bag or a jumper, as that just makes it
more obvious when an erection the size and girth of a
shampoo bottle is straining against the thin canvas of the
jeans.
Buses arent that bad, but I've definitely caught several
stares on the underground in the past. Imagine having to
carry a big neon billboard with you every day.. a billboard
that flashes and sparkles to announce when you get a
hard on- how do you not have to laugh at the situation,
which is very similar to mine. I leave for work in the
morning knowing that every hardon i get will be very easy
to observe by people less than 20 ft away. I dont mind if
people stare because of intrigue or even if they find it
hot…im just concerned about those who might see it as
some creepy gesture, like a guy in a trenchcoat who
flashes random women. Ive grown accustomed to most
women in my daily life being able to see the size,
dimensions and outline of my private area, but its far
from being anything other than a royal pain!
YOURS SINCERELY adult only +18
Just going off what a few of my ex girlfriends said; its not
the size but how its used.
Normally there wouldnt be any issue whatsoever, it just
took a bit longer to get going than with something
smaller, because there's a bigger risk of discomfort and
stretching.
Im not even big (in my opinion). At 8inL and 7 1/2in
circumference, the size has only been an issue where my
girlfriend is at least a foot shorter than me, with a small
frame. The few times it was spontaneous, the lack of
warming up with pre-intimacy resulted in some discomfort for
her.
When women are really turned on, their junk adapts to
your size. The length issue is taken care of by the cervix
‘tenting' to move back; increasing the vaginal canals'
depth. In the same way, pre-intimacy was always essential,
otherwise I wouldnt be able to fit anything past the head.
When you live with being well endowed, you spend more
time on working up the mood and on pre-intimacy thanty you
would otheriwse. If my partner and i spent 15-20 mins on
pre-intimacy, we could usually go pretty rough with no issues.
Apart from penetration, my size has gotten in the way of
being able to enjoy oral with a few women i dated. One
girl wasnt able to open her mouth wide enough to get
past the head without raking her teeth over it and even
with partners who could fit me in their mouth- it was only
the head, unless they were very comfortable with ignoring
their gag reflex. As a result, i never have enjoyed MouthAction
that much, outside of one or two times with a casual
partner.
But what most people dont think about is the everyday,
mundane stuff like trying to buy underwear that wont
pinch and chafe or get stretched out within a few days.
Most pants have elastic waists and the waist (as well as
the legs) get stretched out FAST because erections just
punch their way through. Ive had so many friction burns
on my franulum from waistbands that its not funny.
Moving past underwear- trousers and jeans take a lot of
consideration before i make a purchase. When an hour or
two each day is spent with my member poking through
theleg of my underwear- i need to be sure my jeans are
elastic enough to allow me to move freely even when i
have an erection that reaches halfway down to my knee;
like a splint. The hardest part of choosing trousers is in
the zipper; a well hung man knows what im talking about
all too well and is probably shuddering at the recent
memory of when he went to the bathroom but got metal
teeth biting and cutting into his poor junk. Ive even had to
rip my trousers away before… when i went to the
bathroom, the fly opening was so small that it gripped me
at the base, like a masochists cock ring- leading to my
already 8inch circumference member getting even more
enlarged and pressing against the sharp metal teeth of
the zipper!
I wont go on for too long, but one last thing i think is
worth bringing up is the embarrassment one
occassionally faces whenever an erection arises (see
what I did there??) at an inopportune moment. Just today
i was riding on the bus and the vibrations from the seats
caused an erection, which was had nowhere to go
because of my tight jeans, which was causing a lot of
discomfort as it was pressed down, against the seam on
the inside of my jeans leg.
So what can a man do, except awkwardly shuffle about,
trying to dislodge the ever growing menace in his
trousers? Eventually i managed to redirect the menacing
pant snake along the inside of my thigh….. only….this
now carried a new realization that a couple of the other
passengers, sat opposite to me, were looking confused as
their eyes lingered beneath the table separating us.
I didnt even need to look, I knew what they were looking
at. A clear, detailed outline of an erect cock was present
at my trouser leg. Nowadays ive given up on trying to
cover up with a bag or a jumper, as that just makes it
more obvious when an erection the size and girth of a
shampoo bottle is straining against the thin canvas of the
jeans.
Buses arent that bad, but I've definitely caught several
stares on the underground in the past. Imagine having to
carry a big neon billboard with you every day.. a billboard
that flashes and sparkles to announce when you get a
hard on- how do you not have to laugh at the situation,
which is very similar to mine. I leave for work in the
morning knowing that every hardon i get will be very easy
to observe by people less than 20 ft away. I dont mind if
people stare because of intrigue or even if they find it
hot…im just concerned about those who might see it as
some creepy gesture, like a guy in a trenchcoat who
flashes random women. Ive grown accustomed to most
women in my daily life being able to see the size,
dimensions and outline of my private area, but its far
from being anything other than a royal pain!
YOURS SINCERELY adult only +18
