Our Readers SPH Experiences 254
By Our Readers
This reader’s Christmas dissolved into SPH…
I’m lucky to have some friends who have a lot of luxury in their life. One particular is that they have a huge house, a large garden and a swimming pool and hot tub. Last Christmas, they hosted a Christmas party at their home, and this year also where, they reminded everyone about how last year’s celebrations went at my expense! Last year I’d arrived with other friends together and been enjoying the small party we had going. We had a lot of alcohol and plenty of games, and overall, we enjoyed chatting about the old days at school, etc.
A few of the girls and guys suggested using the hot tub. It was mild for the time of year, and the hot tub would be very nice indeed. I was offered some swim shorts to change into, but I didn’t think anything of it and quickly changed. I joined the group of 6 in the pool while a few others mingled by the patio heaters. We continued to drink and chat and sing Christmas songs until it was almost midnight, and we would cheer as we entered Christmas day.
The girls in the hot tub got out, grabbed some robes they had laid out, picked up some champagne flutes, and ushered the rest of the guests to form a circle ready for the countdown. The three remaining guys, including myself, then got out of the tub. I was placed in the middle, and both guys on either side took hold of my arms and quickly pulled me alongside everyone. At this point, outbursts of laughter, some spitting out of people’s drinks as they all got a full view of me standing completely naked. I looked down a spotted I no longer had the swim shorts on, and not only was I on full show, but I was shriveled to my smallest.
“That has to be the tiniest willy I have ever seen!” and “Not the present I was expecting this year,” were some comments made.
Our hosts then confessed they had given me dissolving trunks they found in a joke shop. Everyone continued to laugh. As I struggled to free myself from my two captures, in partial excitement, I got an erection, which raised cheers and more laughter as they all realized it wasn’t just the cold! My gold member penis poking out of my balls was the main focus of photographs for the next 20 minutes as everyone took selfies with me.
Those pictures were used as Christmas cards this year…
Another reader had a jerk-off buddy…
My first time happened back when I was 18. A mate and I were at his house playing video games as you do, and randomly got super horny. We decided that we both wanted to jerk off. We went to separate sides of his room. He was behind a wardrobe door, and I was round the other side of it so that we couldn’t see each other.
After a few minutes, he said he was getting close and wanted to finish. I was closest to the door, so I would have to stop for him to pass. Obviously, I wasn’t in the mood for stopping, so I refused and said why don’t you finish in here. Or carry on here next to each other, I suggested. He eventually agreed, so I put my boxers back on for a second for him to sit next to me.
We agreed to reveal it at the same time to avoid any awkwardness. On three, we dropped our boxers, me revealing what was at the time a silver member hard, and him revealing his gold member hard-on pointing straight up since we were lying down.
We resumed the porn we were watching and started stroking, my bud just using his thumb and finger to jerk his off. We paused for a minute halfway through to measure up. No comments were made on size apart from a few “nice, man.”
About 15 mins in, we were both close and agreed to cum at the same time as close as we could. My friend was first dribbling a couple of spurts down his shaft and covering his tiny dick in cum. I followed, shooting a couple of decent ropes onto my chest.
“We should do that again,” he said when finished, to which I agreed, and we jerked off a handful more times in the following months.
Meanwhile, this reader exposes himself at the gym…
It’s something I’ve been thinking about doing since I saw it happen to a guy a couple of months ago. He was totally clothed, and there was only a male gym attendant there that day to help him out. Two things that had to change, but I definitely saw the opportunity then and there for a type of flash that’s of my absolute favorite kind.
Well, a couple of days ago I finally went through with what I’ve been planning on doing for quite a while. On some Saturdays, there was this young and very cute female gym attendant working the afternoon shift all alone. To my delight, I was greeted by her lovely voice when I entered the facility last Saturday. I was dead set on going through with it by this point, so I was extra motivated to get through my workout.
When I was done, the gym had filled up quite a bit. I was contemplating whether I should actually go through with it, as a lot of people were probably going to witness it. Still, I decided not to be a pussy and made my way back to the locker room. To paint all of you a picture, I’m a quite muscular guy standing at about 242lbs with visible abs and an uncut one-inch flaccid penis that looked so sad on my pumped-up body and was about to go even smaller from me being nervous as hell from what was about to happen.
The locker room was crowded as hell and had boys and men of all ages changing, talking, and walking all around. Before I finally started to undress, I opened the lock I had on my locker, took the keys, and, to keep myself from changing my mind, flushed them down the toilet. I walked back to my locker and slowly took off all of my clothes. There I was, naked for everyone to see. After one last time of thinking about what was about to happen, I put all of my clothes and general belongings back in and actually locked all of them away.
Now, not really anyone cared right away, as a naked man in the male locker room area wasn’t a rare sight to see. Still, now it was on me to put up an act that made it seem like I accidentally locked myself out while totally naked. After what felt like an eternity of me grabbing and rattling the lock that was obviously not going to open, spinning around, squatting down, and going on all fours looking for the keys, I just must have dropped or something.
A couple of guys took notice of me and started talking amongst them. I looked at them for a split second and quickly looked away again and started rattling the lock again. I then decided to pretend to look for the keys everywhere people might have seen me, so I walked all the way from the entrance to the back, where the restrooms were. By then, pretty much half of the guys in there were watching me, interested in what I was doing. In retrospect, I think I absolutely wouldn’t have needed to put up that much of an act, but I wanted it to look believable.
When I arrived back at my locker, I decided that it was time to finally ask someone to tell the front desk person that I had locked myself out and needed help. I almost didn’t need to say anything at all, as a couple of guys next to me pretty much asked me at the same time if I needed someone to help me. I quickly explained my situation, and with a grin on his face, one of them told me to wait and that he was going to get someone.
He was back pretty quickly, but only to tell me that the girl at the front desk would be here in 5-10 minutes, as it was crowded and she was the only worker there that day. So I waited, dick ever dwindling to nothing and feeling so god damn embarrassed by inadvertently but kind of on purpose making everyone aware of that bodybuilder-looking guy they always saw on the gym floor lifting heavy and working hard, having the smallest dick in the room and basically also every other room they have ever been in, as well.
I liked it.
After what felt like forever, I heard a female voice, and not a second after, she finally entered the room. She had the same bolt cutter she, the other gym attendant, used the last time I saw someone lock themselves out.
My locker was only 25 feet from the entrance, but it felt like it took her a solid minute to reach where I was standing. She immediately spotted me, and I saw her eyes darting all around my body. At first, it was my chest, shoulders, and arms. Still, it didn’t take her long to look down between my legs, and as if there was nothing for her to look at, she started looking around as if to find the person who was waiting for her to help him.
I couldn’t talk. I just stood there completely frozen, unable to move and to produce any sound. I just stared at her. And she walked by me, still trying to find the person she was looking for. She took a left and walked towards the restrooms, only to turn back around with a puzzled look on her face. That was when she called out to those who needed their locker opened. It took me a second to react, but I didn’t need to, as several guys pointed her toward me.
Again, the walk-up felt like a solid minute. That time female gym attendant had that unforgettable smile on her face while not even once trying to hide, looking me up and down, lingering on my penis that, hadn’t she worn the cute glasses that looked so good on her, she probably wouldn’t have been able to see at all.
Still smiling, she asked why I didn’t tell her that it was me needing her help and that she was busy when that guy told her that someone locked away his things. I just told her that I felt extremely embarrassed and that I was sorry that she had to see me like this. She didn’t seem fazed at all, though. It almost seemed like she was enjoying herself quite a bit.
The entire time this was going on, naked guys were walking by us towards and from the showers, and just every single damn one of them had a bigger dick than me. Even the next smallest guy absolutely dwarfed me, and the thing is, I outsized every one of them by at least 20 to even 50lbs. I must have looked absolutely ridiculous, and she definitely noticed.
She tried using the bolt cutter to open the lock but was too weak to do it. I then had to do it myself and was easily able to do it. But even the slightest strain pulled the last bit of blood that circulated through my penis, sent it to my arms. I swear, I’m not exaggerating. Since I’m uncut, for the rest of the time she was in there with me, I only had foreskin showing, with my penis entirely buried inside of my body.
I thanked her and asked her to forget what she experienced that day, clearly trying to make her think about it again and prolonging her time there with me. Still, I have a feeling that no matter what, she wouldn’t ever be able to forget.
I’ll likely see her again this Saturday or, at the latest, some other Saturday. Thanks to everyone who made it up until this point. All of my experiences are very special to me, as they scratch an itch, I otherwise am just not able to scratch. Last Saturday was so embarrassing but also so exhilarating. I might need to switch gyms in the future because of it, but it will all have been worth it. It will only present me with other opportunities to do similar types of things.
While this reader was rejected once she saw how small he was…
Amanda was a girl that I’d been seeing for about a month or so. She was amazing, and I loved spending time with her. Amanda and I hadn’t had sex yet. She was very selective with the men she slept with and had a very low body count. I respected that decision, and honestly, I liked it. Gave me time to get her to really like me before she saw how small I am. Which I was always anxious about. Well, on our last date, she was especially handsy. She flirted and said some very sexual things the whole time. Honestly, she had me hard for half the date.
When we finally got to my house, it was on. We were fast and all over the place. We made out the whole way to the bedroom. I stripped her down and took my shirt off. I ended up fingering her and eating her out. She seemed to enjoy my mouth but pulled me up somewhat quickly. We began making out, and she undid my belt. This was the moment of truth, and she reached down and grabbed hold of my throbbing cock, and started stroking it.
“Mmm, let’s get you ready to fuck me,” she kept stroking and stroking, then the strokes got slower, and she seemed almost confused. “C’mon, baby. Grow for me. Get big and hard for me,” she moaned, desperately wanting a big cock.
I looked down and sighed. “That’s um…that’s as big as it gets…” I said shamefully. (I’m a silver member of the small dick club).
The strokes stopped, and she let her hand fall off of it and looked up. “Seriously?” she said, clearly disappointed. She looked around the room and kind of lay there. I nodded and just waited for her to say something. She gently pushed me to the side. “Look…” she said, trying to be kind. “I think I should probably go.”
Amanda slowly got up and started dressing. I tried to plead with her to stay, but she brushed it off as she got dressed. Finally, she drove in the final nail in the coffin.
“You know how selective I am about the men I sleep with…and to be honest…I don’t really want to add to my number with… you know…”
I knew, but I had to hear her say it. “With what?” I asked pre-cum leaking from my small head.
“With a dick that small…there’s no way I’ll cum, and it looks like you’re about to bust already. I’m not trying to be mean, but I don’t think we’d be a good match sexually. I’m used to much bigger cocks than your tiny dick.”
She finished getting dressed, and I sat there totally naked. Too horny to get dressed. She went to the door and said bye. Then Amanda looked down at my pathetic dick, gave a little chuckle, and walked out. I tried texting her but never heard back. I loved this, and I’ve jacked off to it more times than I can count.
This reader was like Theo from The Matrix…
Back at my first job when I was 18, I worked at a popular pizza and I had developed a crush on a coworker. She was a Latina who was super cute, really sweet and chubby. I teased her a lot, which also meant she teased me a lot, too. Our friendship was great, and I really wanted to date her.
I hung out with her to the point she was telling me about her dating life. Of course, I was still interested, so I wanted to know what I’d be getting into. However, she told me this story that made me lose hope that we could ever date. She had met this guy who she really liked, they talked for weeks, and finally they slept together.
“I really liked him,” she told me, “but when I took his pants off and his dick was so small! It was really tiny, like a micropenis or something. Honestly, I’ve seen such a small one on a guy. On a child, yes, but not on a groan man.”
I tried to respond casually, “Oh, I bet he wasn’t that small!”
She said, “No, it really was, it was super sad, and I don’t want to be a bitch or anything, but I couldn’t feel anything when he tried to fuck me with it.”
I could tell it bothered her; it was defeating she met someone she was genuinely interested in, and he lacked the manhood to satisfy her.
“So, how big is your dick?” she suddenly asked me.
I panicked and responded, “Oh, like 6 inches.”
She thought to herself for a bit. “See, that’s a good size. I’m glad for you that you have that. That guy was under three inches for sure, probably two and a half. Like I said, I didn’t even know they could be that small on a man. It was a little chode. A man clit.” She laughed.
I have no idea why I shot myself in the foot like that. I’m a gold member of the small dick club, too. And I lied about my size to someone I wanted to date. I knew then I couldn’t date her. I would immediately disappoint her. We were friends for a while after. I told her how I felt, and she didn’t feel the same way. Not that it mattered because my micropenis would never have satisfied her anyway. I figured I dodged a bullet there.
Another reader remembers the good times with an ex…
A few months after I split with a girl, we met in a club, and we had a chat. We ended on good terms, so there was nothing bitter. She was always so good at gentle SPH, but when we got talking, she went in on my little dick and told me after our first time she told all her friends that I had a babydick and was a terrible fuck.
This sent a rush of blood straight away, and I asked her to tell me more. She just laughed and said she still had all my pictures and then said goodbye. It made me miss having a girlfriend that was so open about my small dick.
Meanwhile, this reader is outed in the showers…
I played football in high school and college. For all of high school and most of college, I managed never to have to take a shower in the locker room. I just always went home and showered there. In my junior year in college, I had something right after practice. I didn’t have time to walk back to the dorm, take a shower, get dressed, then walk back to the event.
I was nervous because I knew I was pretty small, about two inches soft most of the time, and many of my teammates were not shy about showing off their gifts below the belt. I wrapped the towel around myself, slid off my underwear, and walked to the shower.
The hooks for towels were outside, but I faced away from everyone and only showed my ass as I hung it up. The showers were those poles that had shower heads coming out in multiple directions, so I couldn’t just face the wall and hope no one saw. The water was freezing, too, so it just made things look worse, and I basically just had the head sticking out.
More people walked in the shower. I thought I heard a few laughs and whispers, but I told myself I was being paranoid. I was not paranoid about the fact that everyone in that shower was bigger than me. Some were very big, some were more average, some were smaller, but no one was as small as me. I finished and went to grab my towel. I tried to hide behind the wall and reach around so the rest of my teammates wouldn’t see when someone pushed me from behind into the locker room, wet and naked.
Everyone was staring at me. Someone said, “Damn, are all white boys that small?”
And someone else yelled back, “Hell, no, he’s just got the smallest dick on the team!”
And the whole locker room started laughing. Even the equipment managers when I went for a new towel. They’d tease me about it outside the locker room, too. The coaches and trainers found out. The guys would even occasionally bring it out in public. Once in the cafeteria, with girls at the table.
Another time, I was at a party, talking to a girl, when a drunk asshole came up and said, “Don’t waste your time on this guy. He’s got the smallest dick you’ll ever see.”
While this reader just went with it…
I was out with friends years ago and walked away to pee. I was really drunk at this point, so I didn’t do the paranoid pants adjusting and carefully inspecting the front of my pants to make sure my tiny print wasn’t visible. I walk back to the group (three females and two males), and they’re all sitting on the stairs outside of a building. I stood in front of them and tried to join the conversation.
One of the girls randomly blurted out, “Nice bulge,” and pointed directly at my dick.
I look down and realize the front of my pants was shifted to the left instead of perfectly centered, leaving a smooth flat denim over my crotch with just a nub poking through. The absolute worst-case scenario for someone who was always turtling and had a nub print that points straight out instead of a normal dick print that has length. I could tell that other girls were laughing but holding back because they didn’t want to embarrass me, and the guys awkwardly tried to play it off.
Me being a prideful drunk idiot, I thought that adjusting it would mean I was admitting my dick was small, so I tried to ignore it confidently? I don’t know what I was thinking, LOL. The girl who pointed it out kept making little comments and jokes the rest of the night. No one else brought it up, but I know they talked about it.
*These SPH experiences have been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the stories have remained the same. Erect dick sizes have been edited to be either Gold, Silver, Bronze, or Average. The opinions/views expressed in these SPH experiences (and in any comments) are those of the authors and do not represent this site. We support freedom of speech.