Our Readers SPH Experiences 289

By Our Readers


Our readers share their moments of small dick zen.

 

This reader had a memorable bachelor party…

Back when bachelor parties with bar hopping and strippers were the thing to do, my friends put together a great night for us. It started with a dinner and drinks in the basement of the local Italian restaurant. Well known, great food. After dinner was done, my best man grabbed me and sat me down on a chair in the middle of the room. He then escorted this amazingly hot woman into the room to give me a lap dance. Little did I know where this was going.

After a few minutes of the lap dance, which was great, she started to unbutton my pants. Next thing I know, I am sitting in the middle of the room with my pants around my ankles, underwear still on, and she is grinding on my lap, guiding my hands all over her body. At that age, I at least should have chubbed up, but nothing. A few more minutes go by, and she now pulls my underwear down as well. When she did, she actually did a double take. My usually small penis had almost disappeared.

Everyone saw it and her expression.

She got on her knees and tried to give me a blowjob, but nothing was going to happen. She did give it the old college try, though. After that part of the night was done and we were about to embark on the strip club and bar hopping portion of the night, I was talking to a couple of guys, and one of my uncles, who happened to be there, came up to say goodnight.

As he is about to leave, he says to me, “Sure hope that thing grows, for fuck’s sake,” referring to my wife-to-be.

I made some snarky comeback, but damn, man, LOL. Not sure what’s worse, the stripper’s reaction, his comment, or knowing how many people now know I have a small penis. Over the years, I have grown OK with it, but I was always curious if those who were there told the story to new friends and/or colleagues.

“You gotta hear this. I was at a bachelor party once, and…”

 

Another reader had a difficult breakup…

When my girlfriend of 4 months freshman year of college asked me, “Why can’t your little thing ever get hard without me fingering your ass?”

My reaction was, “What do you mean little?”

She asked me if I didn’t know. I was very small, kind of amused. She explained all the other cocks she’d had were big enough to use her whole hand on to jerk it, some even two hands, but mine didn’t have room for more than her thumb and two fingers. She also pointed out my shaft was very thin. Being humiliated like this began to get me horny, but it went too far when she revealed that because I couldn’t satisfy her, she had been hooking up with her coworker before and/or after every shift.

I got very mad and called her a cheating whore. She broke up with me then and there, promising she wasn’t going to keep my shortcomings or need for ass play to get it up or that I wore thong panties for underwear daily. As she stormed out, she stated that everyone knew she cucked me and I’d always have a tiny dick.

 

Meanwhile, this reader had a honeymoon in Italy…

We went to Italy for our honeymoon, and while there, my husband pointed out that every guy that hit him up on Grindr or that we met at the bathhouse was average to small. Then, in the last week, we ended our honeymoon by spending a week at a clothing-optional beach. Here, I spent the whole time naked on a beach, and my husband pointed out that I had the smallest little pee pee on the beach and that everyone could see how small I was after just saying how small most Italians were. He then proceeded to remove his speedo and walk to the water with his huge soft cock swing between his legs and every guy on the beach drooling over how hung he was.

 

While this reader loves flashing his tiny penis for reactions…

Apart from my main profession, I also do private tuition on the side. A few years back, there was this Muslim girl who was taking classes from me. After a few months, she was very comfortable around me, and she would video call me if she had any doubts or wanted to fact-check something. Mind you, she had that arrogant boss lady attitude in her, and I have been wanting to flash her my tiny dick for a long time.

So one day, she messaged me, mentioning she had to clear some doubts and if she could call me in a bit. I responded with a yes. I planned not to pick up the first time and, when I pick the second time, apologized, saying I was in the washroom and giving me a moment while I went out. At this moment, I’ll pretend like I turned my camera off (which I don’t) and walk out of the bathroom while holding my phone on the side so she gets a view of my tiny dick.

Things went according to plan and when I went out and got dressed. She didn’t mention anything to me, but she had a smirk (a bitchy arrogant smile) that she saw I got a babydick. She’s definitely the type who’s a size queen. We continued classes for the next few months, but her attitude toward me was very bossy. She liked teasing me or being more dominant. She never mentioned anything to me, but I loved how she was more bossy after she saw my tiny dick.

 

This reader had a run-in at the urinal…

I spent a Saturday in the city a few weeks ago, which I never really do. I hate the city on weekends as it seems like a wasted weekend. Anyway, it was around 5.30, and I was busting to use the bathroom. A lot of stores were closing, so I was quite desperate. I went into a shopping/clothing store as it was closing and asked to use the bathroom. I was directed to one. It was outside the complex, a private one that wasn’t very well kept at all. I was obviously happy to use it since I was busting. I noticed a ‘Female Cleaner in Bathroom,’ and that’s common – usually, it’s just the sign they use, even if it’s a male cleaner.

The urinal had an odd design that I’ve only seen a handful of times. There was a mirror directly above the urinal, and this meant you could see your dick, and anyone else’s, for that matter, who uses the urinals. It basically meant full display. No sign of the cleaner, so I whipped it out and started pissing. This was peak level satisfaction and a heavy, steady flow.

Now my penis is the definition of a button mushroom. No stem whatsoever, just the head and a pair of balls. I’ve had to undo my pants completely, and it sticks straight out. My wife always makes fun of me when I’m soft because it is pitiful. Just as I’m about halfway through, I hear the door open and some other rattling. In walks the cleaner. She’s Thai and busty. She looked very delicate to be a cleaner. She smiled immediately and said hello, to which I replied I was nearly done.

She didn’t really care and just came right up to the urinal next to me (there were 3, and wiped it down). Then she did something unexpected. She just stood there waiting for me. My one-inch soft penis was in its final stages of the piss, with the last few streams so clearly mirrored directly to her gaze.

“So little, so little, like a newborn baby,” she said with a huge grin, and I immediately laughed out loud and looked up to the ceiling, shaking my head.

I said, “It will grow on you.”

She replied, “I hope so,” laughing. “Otherwise, I feel bad for your girlfriend.”

The last shake of my tiny button was humiliating, so I zipped up, said goodbye, and left. It was absolutely humiliating, but I still think of it all the time.

 

Another reader is also inspected in the bathroom…

A few years ago, my best friend decided my little penis needed ‘outing.’ He had, sometimes, made little comments, but nothing too outrageous. For some reason, and I don’t know what prompted it, he decided to humiliate me.

We were in Edinburgh and out on the town after a meeting. We’d hit a few pubs and were staggering around, looking for a new place, when someone wanted the toilet. I said I’d like to go as well. We headed for the nearest pub and went inside. One of the guys went to the bar to order while four of us went to the toilet.

Standing at the urinal, my best friend looked down at my cock as I was pissing and asked the room if anyone had seen a smaller cock than mine. He laughed as he zipped up, and everyone gathered around. One of the guys told me to drop my jeans and pants and lift my shirt. They all inspected my tiny penis very carefully. The consensus was that no one had seen a smaller one.

Back in the pub, the guy who had ordered the beers was told about the examination and was a bit pissed off he’d missed out. My best friend told me to go and show him and see if he’d seen a smaller one.

We went into the toilet and I repeated the action for him to see. As I was standing there and he was having a good look, a stranger walked in. The guy inspecting me asked this stranger if he’d ever seen a smaller cock than mine. The stranger looked carefully and said he hadn’t.

It was a delightfully humiliating night.

 

Meanwhile, this reader gets some First Aid…

This happened back in college. I was taking a CPR and First Aid class, and we moved on to the point in class where we had to do water rescues. So, the next time we met, we would be at the college pool, and everyone was asked to be prepared to get in the pool.

So, the next class, I arrived at the pool, and everyone was there in their bathing suits, ready to go. The teacher had us all get into the pool and demonstrate how to perform a water rescue when the victim was face down in the water. It required two rescuers: one to secure the head and the other to help roll the victim into the water.

Everyone was going to get an opportunity to participate. So I got called out to be the victim and two sorority sisters were tasked to being the rescuers. I swam out to the deep end of the pool and floated face down in the water. The girls came shortly after that. The taller of the two girls secured my head, and the shorter of the two was the one to reach around my hips and roll me.

Well, she reached around to get my hips, one hand over the water and one hand under the water. She went to grab my shorts under the water and grabbed something else by accident. At this point, I’m rolled over onto my back, and my shorts are clinging to my body, not really much hidden. The shorter girl whispered, “Sorry,” to me. The taller one asks why, and the shorter one says, “I grabbed something I shouldn’t have.”

So now they are both looking at my crotch as they are swimming me back to the side of the pool. The taller blonde whispered, “Kinda small, eh?”

The shorter redhead whispered, “Very small.”

I have never felt so humiliated in my life.

 

While this reader got lucky in a bar one night…

I had picked up this woman at a bar, and after I confessed I was a member of the small dick club, she told me it was OK and that she’d been with other small guys and didn’t mind. That put me at ease until she pulled down my boxers. She immediately burst out laughing, like crying tears laughing. After settling down a little bit, she grabbed it with her thumb and index finger, gave it a little lick, and I immediately came. Starts laughing all over again. My face was completely on fire from embarrassment/shame. Surprisingly, she stayed and ended up telling me it was cute, and she was flattered I came so quickly. It was still embarrassing as hell, though. I still hear that nasty laughter in my head sometimes, and it makes me shiver every time.

 

This reader gets a charge while texting a crush…

I had been messaging a lady from work for a while last year. Trying to make it more than friends. About me, soft, I have a flaccid innie. Hard, I’m a gold member of the small dick club. I’m on the smaller side, for sure. Anyway, We were messaging back and forth the other night, and I noticed my phone battery was getting low. Told her I’d get with her later. I have a phone charging station that sets the phone straight up. It’s placed in, and I begin the get ready for bed.

I brush my teeth and start the shower. I strip naked and walk back into the room to grab clothing for after. I hear laughter—I mean cracking up. I look at my phone, and I see her literally pointing and crying with laughter. I go to the phone to end the connection and hear her shout, “It’s an innie.”

I’m so humiliated. I sent her a text saying sorry. She replied, ‘It’s OK. I haven’t laughed that hard in years. Your secret is safe with me. I won’t tell a soul.’ But she then sent me a screenshot. It’s not flattering. I asked her to erase it. She said she did. But when I got to work the next day, I was getting looks and giggles.

It could have been my imagination, but I’d swear she showed everyone that pic of my flaccid innie. And to top it off, when I messaged her after this incident, she rarely responded. Looks like I’m stuck in the friendzone now. Be sure to check your phone, and don’t accidentally hit video when placing it in the charger.

 

Another female reader finds the beta male of her dreams…

I met him in college, this shy beta boy who immediately caught my eye. He was 24, and I was 26 years old. I’ve always had mommy tendencies, and something about him just made me want to take care of him. I approached him, and we connected instantly. After a few dates, I noticed his reluctance to be sexually intimate with me, so I asked him about it.

He told me, embarrassed, that he had been humiliated by his penis size before by other girls and was still a virgin. I could tell he was super embarrassed about it, but I found it adorable. I’m not a virgin and have had a lot of sexual experience with different guys, so I comforted him and told him that I didn’t care and how much I wanted to see it.

He showed it to me, and I giggled. It was so small and soft, but I found it cute. I touched it softly, and it got hard in my hand to a silver member size. I talked sweetly to him, with a lovely tone, but still a little bit humiliating. He acted embarrassed but seemed to be enjoying it. He giggled at my remarks about his little penis.

After a couple of minutes of my soft touches, he moaned and asked me to stop. He was about to cum prematurely, I was surprised, but it was too late. He said sorry and was super embarrassed, but I couldn’t help but giggle. I found it adorable.

Even after seeing how pathetic he was in bed, I was still excited about being with a guy without sexual experience. We didn’t have sex that night, but he gave me head until I came. It was his first time eating pussy, but he did well because he was super eager to please me. I remember it as a cute and hot experience, and I’m still with him after two years. We’re happy together, and we’re really active in bed, even if we almost never have penetrative sex.

 

Meanwhile, this reader gives us all a dose of reality…

I had just finished a physio water exercise class at my local swimming pool. I went to shower the chlorine off me. The showers have a swing door that you can close, except for the last one that doesn’t have a door. I hopped into the second to last shower, so I was washing myself. The water was hot on my cold body, and my shrinkage had me looking like I had an acorn resting on a walnut. The issue was the door didn’t have a functional latch and my door opened.

Four people saw my tiny soft peen and you know what happened? No one said anything or laughed. I don’t think many people actually care what a stranger is packing, or if they do, they internally think, ‘Well, I feel better about myself.’ There is my actually true small penis story that didn’t end with the entire changing room smirking, laughing, or bullying me. No one cared.

 

While this reader was groped in public…

I had been out drinking and decided to walk home as I couldn’t get a taxi. Bumped into a close family friend. We have known each other since we were kids (let’s call her Sophie). She was with a friend of hers. We were all very drunk and walking in the same direction, and Sophie’s friend was being very flirty with me, which I enjoyed. Then, out of nowhere, she says she likes to check what she’s getting herself into beforehand, and she puts her hand down my shorts and has a feel.

I didn’t mind and found it funny until she turned to Sophie and said, “I hope he’s a grower because he doesn’t have much going on down there,” and did the classic small dick finger sign.

They both burst out laughing at my expense, and I was completely shocked and didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know if it made it worse or turned me on more than someone who knows my whole family and has known me for so long was there!

 

This reader likes his little man…

When I (37 M) was growing up, I think I had a very similar experience to a lot of teens. I would often hear peers bragging about their large cocks. And based on the limited early 2000s porn I’d seen, I realized I was not that big. I think the biggest sign was the fact that as I got older, to like 18/19, I never had to hide the erections I got. I would hear peers talking about embarrassing situations or see them referenced in shows, but that was never an issue for me. If I got an erection, there was never a need to hide because it made no protrusion. It didn’t even press against my underwear. But for a long time, I wrote it off. I saw posts on the internet talking about how porn wasn’t accurate and how young men tended to lie. And for the longest time, I convinced myself I was actually average.

Fast-forward to college. I was 20, and for the first time had gotten a date back to my room, and we were vigorously going to town—making out, me fingering her, etc. We got to the point where we were going to ditch our pants, with her already out of them. Then I took off my pants, and she saw my cock.

Without saying a single word, she stopped, got dressed completely, and left. She never spoke to me again. I was, of course, horrified. I tried to rationalize it as this or that reason. But deep down, I knew. Because, like most of the men here, I think we all knew. We know that our dicks are abnormally small.

The next few years were wrought with denial for me. I told myself I was average. I told myself I would still grow in my early 20s. This continued until I was about 23. It was then that I discovered small penis humiliation and cross-dressing. There was an entire fetish dedicated to men like me, and I was exceptionally qualified. I also started wearing women’s panties as a derivative of the humiliation aspect of sph, and I was empowered. That opened up a whole new world for me that I’ll save for another story. But suffice it to say, despite the angst of adolescence and the trauma of the first sexual experience, I can proudly say I live having a tiny dicklette, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world!

 

Another reader gets put in his place by his brother…

For a bit of backstory: one day, when my older brother and I were in high school, we were making jokes about each other, and eventually, I made a joke about his being small and mine being bigger than his. Now, mine isn’t a bad size. I’m average lengthwise, but it is quite thin (Lead Member). I did think it must’ve been bigger than his since I was stronger and more good-looking while he was skinny and not very attractive. Anyway, we both stood up, arguing a bit, at which point he pulled his pants down and revealed his semi-erect dick.

Not missing a beat, I did the same and revealed my semi-hard member. It was after this point that I noticed he was about an inch or so longer, being only semi but also much, much thicker than mine. Despite both of us being straight, we got fully hard after that, which is where he put mine to shame. His was 2 inches longer and 2-3 times thicker, with large balls that didn’t hang low and were close to his shaft.

After that, we pulled our pants up and didn’t talk about it again until our mom walked in on both of us individually jerking off. She got mad at me and commented about not jerking my “tiny pecker.” At the same time, the day after she caught my brother, as a joke, she got a cucumber and put it in front of his junk while our family was in the living room and said, “Yeah, that looks about the right size,” in front of my dad, my sisters, and me.

That’s how my older brother’s big dick embarrassed me and put mine to shame.






*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.

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