This reader needs a new girlfriend…

I have a 1.5-inch penis. My girlfriend and I would watch movies that had nude scenes and stuff in them. Anytime a cock was shown, she would make me pull mine out to see how small I was compared to their cocks. She made me stroke to the sex scenes, teasing me that I would never fuck a woman like they were in the movie.

One night, I went to her house, and another man was there. They both seemed to snicker a lot, but I didn’t think much of it at the time. They suggested watching a movie, and I reluctantly agreed. As we were watching it, I could see that a sex scene was about to come on, so I tried to leave, but she made me stay and watch. When the characters in the movie got nude, she made me reveal my penis to him.

My girlfriend and the new guy couldn’t stop laughing. They teased me about so many things. Then they started to make out. I begged her to stop, but she just laughed and continued with him. She made me stand to the side with him, the difference in cock size glaringly obvious. It wasn’t even close. I was forced to watch as my girlfriend cucked me.

Another reader is comparing himself to other men for fun…

Recently, my domme has found a lot of joy in making me compare sizes with other men.

The first person that she made me compare with was another one of her subs. He was small (below average, probably somewhere between 4” and 4.5”), and he knew that I was smaller. Still, I don’t think he was expecting to be over double my size. It gave him great pride and inflated his ego. He has referred to my dick as a ‘nub’ ever since, and my domme found it hilarious, saying things like, “His cock is tiny and he’s still double your size!”

The second person she made me compare my dick to was a black guy. He was huge. I don’t think I even saw it hard, but it looked to be around 8” soft. It was sort of mesmerising the way that it swung. She had me send her pictures of us comparing, and I had to listen to her laugh until she cried for about five minutes. This guy had a lot of big dick energy, and the dynamic clearly changed when he found out how much bigger he was. Starting to discuss things like my girlfriend and also my chastity cage.

She’s since been trying to get me to compare with more people, and she wants me to do a real-life comparison with someone, which I’m not sure about. I find the idea of that very exciting, but also a bit scary.

Meanwhile, this reader’s secret was revealed during a scan…

I needed a lower abdominal CT a while ago, and they were able to fit me in before work. My wife accompanied me to the hospital, and when the radiographer came out to call me in, my wife asked, “May I go back with you?”

“They won’t let you,” I whispered.

“Oh, no problem!” said the cute female radiographer. “I mean, you can come into the room, but when we do the scan, you’ll have to step out!”

I was surprised, but we went to the scanning room. I was instructed to lie down on my back, cover myself with the blanket, and pull my jeans down below my hips. I did so. The radiographer said, “OK, ready for the scan!”

But instead of escorting my wife out, the two of them went into the little control booth together.

The radiographer took some images, then returned to administer contrast through the IV and chirpily went back to the control booth, where she took another round of images. She came out, announced that we were all done, and undid my IV.

My wife leaned over and whispered to me, “She could see your tiny dick.”

The female radiographer finished up and walked out of earshot.

“Really?” I asked.

“Yeah,” my wife said. “Very, very clearly.”

I looked carefully to see if she was joking. She wasn’t.

“I took photos in the control booth. I had to be subtle about it, but I can show you.”

She did. And yeah, if you were wondering: on a pelvic CT, they can see everything, including your tiny dick and panties.

While this reader gets the tough questions…

I recently went to a local park. It’s a huge park by a river. It’s a well-known dogging park (a place where public anonymous sex happens). I go a few times a month, and something is always said about how small my clit is. But I heard one I haven’t heard before, in a very degrading way. He embarrassed me and made me extremely excited in just one second. When he pulled in, I took my shorts off and was setting up my car. He said the normal things. “Hi, what are you doing?”

Then he reached and rubbed my panties a little bit, then pulled them to the side. It was there, it was LOL. He looked at it and said, “Fuck can it even pee?”

I honestly almost shot lol. It was a fun trip.

This reader lost his girl to a better man…

My girlfriend and I went to her friend’s house while the family was away, and we were shown to a room to ‘have fun.’

We stripped down, since it was the first time for both of us. The moment my girlfriend saw my dick, she laughed and said she thought it would be bigger, but instead it was just small and disappointing. I tried to argue it was ‘average’ (about 4 inches hard), but she clearly didn’t buy it.

I tried to put it in, but I went soft immediately. No matter what, I couldn’t stay hard. Eventually, my girlfriend got frustrated, gave me a handjob, and I came in under two minutes while still limp. Then she fed me my own cum and told me she’d make me do it every time.

That was only the start. My girlfriend would mock me constantly, make me wear her panties, put makeup on me, and dress me in her clothes. Sometimes she roleplayed sissy and cuckold scenes, and I just had to go along with it because of my useless little dick.

Here’s the kicker. We broke up 5 years ago, and she married her best friend, who also happened to be my friend. Now they have two kids together. She doesn’t control me anymore, but I can’t shake the humiliation of how she treated me and how she ‘traded up’ after me.

Another reader goes nude in front of his mother-in-law…

I’ve been pussy free for over 5 years. Long story short, I got obsessed with big cocks, got the wife hooked on big dildos, and eventually couldn’t maintain an erection during intercourse. I just stopped trying to penetrate, and she didn’t feel like she was missing anything, and so, boom, pussy free. I do not initiate sex. She offers when she wants, and sex is me jerking off onto her slit and then sucking her clit while fingering her or fucking her with a dildo. That’s the back story.

After her stepfather died, my wife’s mom moved in with us, knowing that I am a nudist. She said she was a flower child in the 70s and could handle nudity. Eventually, the time came, and she seemed very nonchalant about it. Just a mother and daughter hanging out with a naked man. She confides in my wife that she was actually quite anxious about it, but that my closely shorn penis looked like a little boy’s, then immediately apologized. My wife laughed and told her we spent enough time at nude beaches to know I was in the lower percentile.

My wife told her that she never enjoyed intercourse with me and that we hadn’t done it in years, and that we had ‘other ways’ of being intimate (not mentioning her 8” dildo) and that she was the sole instigator of such activities.

Her mother said she always hated being pressured for sex and thought it was great that she was in control of her sex life. Now she sees my little penis every day and knows I’m not getting pussy and knows I service her daughter like a slave, but doesn’t know that I know she knows.

Yeesh.

My wife thinks it’s hilarious. She has made a few offhand comments about my small penis in front of her mother and seems to be loving making me squirm.

Meanwhile, this reader pissed himself at a bar…

I’m sharing this because I recently experienced something quite embarrassing. I was out Saturday night with my wife doing a bit of bar hopping. We were on our last stop of the night for a final nightcap, which turned into a few. Needless to say, I was into my cups and headed for a potty break. This is where the fun started.

I’m quite small, and when I unzipped, I was so tipsy that I didn’t realize that my penis hadn’t extended beyond my zipper. I ended up pissing all down the inside of my right pant leg. Completely soaked. I tried drying it as best I could, but it was to no avail. By this time, the bar was thinning out, and I was able to sneak back to my seat without being seen. Thank God.

But when I got back to my seat, I explained to my wife what had happened, and she began to laugh uncontrollably. I tried explaining that we’d need to find a discreet and graceful way to exit, which just made her laugh harder. Eventually, she composed herself, and we were able to exit with her walking in front of me.

In the car, she said, still giggling a bit, “I guess I never realized that you are truly that small. To be honest, I have never been interested in teasing and humiliation. But I’d be lying if I didn’t say that suddenly I was experiencing a rush of blood down there.”

At that point, when we got home, it was game on. I quickly showered and got my wife in bed and proceeded to give her a real pounding, which she thoroughly enjoyed, climaxing several times. As she lay on the bed shaking after I finished, I kissed her, told her I loved her, and just as I rolled over, said, “Guess you aren’t laughing now.”

To which I got a swift and firm double ass smack! Truly blessed to have such a fun and orgasmic wife!

While this reader got a bad review…

An ex and I had a threesome with one of her girlfriends. She was short, thick, big ass, a BBW. I thought it went well. It seemed fun, but later on, the BBW texted my ex and asked if she could suggest someone who has a big cock for their next threesome together. She wasn’t satisfied with my small four-incher and said she had only pretended she enjoyed it so that she wouldn’t break up their friendship. The BBW explained she couldn’t feel my dick inside her pussy at all, and was annoyed my little dick kept slipping out.

Ouch!

This reader peeps on his ex with another man…

This is somewhat sad, but also extremely hot for me because I witnessed it. This is about my ex-girlfriend shaming my small dick. My ex-girlfriend and I used to have a great sex life and did a lot of roleplaying in the bedroom. I was at her house one night for a party a few months after we broke up (we have a lot of the same friends). Everyone was drinking. We had a good time and went swimming. Everything was good. It’s getting late, and everyone is leaving. She’s been flirting with me all night, so I think I might have a chance to get with her again.

I wait in my car for about 20 minutes, waiting for everyone to leave. I go up to her front door, and before I knock, I hear slight moaning sounds. I know what those moaning sounds are, LOL. I sneak around to the side where her room is, and I can clearly hear she’s getting fucked!! I peek in and see her fucking one of our friends from the gym, his back is facing me, and I can tell who it is. Long story short, I watched for a while, and let’s just say I always had a fantasy about her fucking a bigger cock than mine, and yup, I got to witness it.

I ended up leaving and going home for the night. She texts me the next morning asking if I liked what I saw. I was shocked that she knew, but I wondered how she had found out. I guess one of her friends told her she saw me waiting in my car, most likely to see if I could come in. Well, she had other plans for that and knew I would most likely see what’s going on if I heard her.

She then asks me, “How was it watching a real cock fuck me and show you how to do it! That little dick of yours could never make me cum like his big cock did.”

She even said she was going to start telling her friends what I did. It’s been about seven months now, and I haven’t heard anyone mention anything about it, so hopefully I’m in the clear. Still, she could say something at any time.

Another reader has a crazy massage…

I once went to a massage parlor that offered a Polynesian massage. I’d never been there before and was in need of a good massage. Additionally, the lady on the website, a stern-looking German woman, appeared very attractive and capable.

When I got there, it was clearly her house, but I figured it didn’t matter. She finished washing her hands and took me upstairs, where she instructed me to undress and began telling me about the ancient folklore associated with Polynesian massage.

There wasn’t a dressing room or a moment of privacy or anything. When I had undressed to my tighty-whities, the lady kind of waited expectantly before she wrapped a sarong to wear around my hips and told me to lie down on the table.

She went out for a moment and then came back, wearing a bikini top and skin-tight shorts. She poured like a bucket of oil over me and started rubbing me down with it. As soon as she got to my hips, she noticed I still had my underwear on and deftly pulled them off.

What resulted was the strangest, slipperiest, oiliest massage of my life. At times, she would turn her arm through my sarong and lift me into the air before flipping me down.

The entire time, I was trying not to get too turned on before I knew the flip was coming. And when it would come, it was without warning and a sudden showcase of just how weak I was compared to this lady.

As she covered me in oil, I felt the air all over me and couldn’t be sure what was exposed or what wasn’t. I know I felt a cool drift of air when she spread my cheeks wide, one of her fingers seemingly by accident probed into me.

I let out an involuntary shudder that went unnoticed, and rather than backing off, she doubled down. And after another sudden, well-lubricated thrust, I realized I couldn’t do anything but just lie there and take it.

In another moment, she lifted me and slid her hand down under my stomach and then down in search of my dick until her hand grazed my tiny erection. “I knew it,” I heard her say quietly in disappointment before resting me back down.

I was burning with humiliation.

She flipped me over, and my pathetic little pitched tent was just sticking straight up at attention until the massage finally ended. Any time my erection seemed to fade, her hands would wander down to the inside of my thigh, and up it would go again. It was so humiliating being turned on again and again like that, just to prove how pathetic I was.

And then she just stopped and turned away.

“Look, you seem like a nice guy. There’s enough oil on you to see to yourself. I’m sure it won’t take long,” she said as she dropped a box of tissues on the table and settled into a very sultry and very well-practiced pose.

“Are you serious?” I asked in disbelief.

“I’m feeling charitable, now hurry up,” she said as I quickly rubbed my little nub until I came, which was all of twenty seconds.

“Not long at all,” she said, as if in sympathy with me and anyone I might sleep with before she left to get dressed, and I did the same.

The entire time she gave me this commanding look until I left, like we both knew who was in charge. Craziest massage ever. I’m still working up the nerve to go back.

Meanwhile, this reader likes the gym change rooms…

This happened during my freshman year of university, when I was still very much in the closet, or so I thought.

I’ll confess, for reasons that are best left to a psychiatrist, I still wore tighty whities in gym. I’d be lying if I didn’t say I enjoyed the attention. And when push came to shove, the humiliation of it. For some reason, it is something society did not wish to tolerate.

And with my petite frame, my two-inch soft member (four when I’m hard!), that’s the story I’m going with. I didn’t just change for gym class, I enjoyed changing for gym class. My heart would pound an hour before gym.

When the moment of truth would come, and I could undress alongside my peers, wearing nothing but a tiny and tight white strip that revealed just how tiny I myself was. No, I’d leave it to the real alphas of the bunch to wear masculine boxers.

As I became more comfortable performing my oh so subtle striptease fantasized about wearing bikini briefs or heaven forbid, even panties. With my size, I was sure I’d have no problem slipping into them.

The first guy to notice my stripping sessions was, of course, the fellow beside me. Tim, who had no choice but to condemn me for this process. Perhaps I was too much for poor Tim.

His warning to me was that if I kept undressing before I had my locker open, standing in nothing but my tighty-whities, I’d earn myself a new nickname.

At first, I felt shame for being called out. I had to retreat for a spell. Terrified that Tim’s attention would manifest itself in ways I couldn’t handle. It suddenly all seemed so dangerous.

The following semester, I found myself in such a situation.

His name was Dylan, and his compatriot Cole, and their little camera that would prove my undoing.

While this reader met a woman who took ‘BYO’ a little too far…

When I sold cars, a woman came in and told me she’d buy one as long as I agreed to her terms. She said that she wanted me to “fuck her brains out” later at my house. Win-win for me, so I agreed, and she arrived later that night with a heavy duffel bag.

First thing she demanded was that I show her my dick. When I did, she grinned excitedly, knelt, kissed the tip, and said, “And that’s why I brought these.”

The bag was filled with a variety of toys. The woman pulled out one dildo as thick as a Red Bull can, and 10 inches long. “You are going to record me fucking myself with this big boy until I cum. When I’m done, I’ll let you slip in and see how many times you can pump before that bunny dick slips out.”

She lubed the dildo and got on all fours. She already had a sexy, purple heart jeweled butt plug in, and she slid that big thing to the hilt in her glistening pussy like it was nothing! I was instantly hard.

“I want a lot of good angles. Record all of it,” she said calmly.

I had to fight so hard not to cum too fast because not only was the sight sexy as hell, but the sounds… The sloshing and squelching were driving me crazy. She finished herself with a happy squeal, then tossed the glazed dildo aside. I kneeled behind her, loving the view of her gape, and slipped in effortlessly. She made no sound as I eagerly pumped away. She took her own video of me over her shoulder, captioned it, and sent it to her Snapchat. This caused me to spurt, and I slipped out.

She instantly stood up, put her pants on, and said, “Be sure to send me the video. Bye-bye.”

She grinned, grabbed her bag, and left. Never saw her again after that.

This reader is embarrassed in the changerooms by a dad/son combo…

I was showering in the swimming pool changing room, completely naked, and in walks this boy and his dad. I towered over them menacingly at 6 feet 2 inches and 245 lbs of muscle. Since I had my back to the entrance, they only saw my muscular, wide back and thick, meaty ass. The showers were located in the centre of the room, forming a circle, so they approached me from the side.

When they were next to me, the boy saw my soft, little, 0.75-inch hairless penis that is as thick as a baby carrot. His eyes instantly widened in shock, and he poked his dad and said, “Look, Dad, I’m sooo much bigger than him.”

I looked down, and his soft penis was 3 inches long, soft, and as thick as my thumb. He was swinging it from side to side, snaking his thighs with it, and it was bigger than my 2-inch erect dick and thicker too. His dad looked at my delicate little tiny penis and let out a loud chuckle at what his son said. He came to the shower next to me, and his son was across the showers looking at us both. I looked at the dad’s dick, and it was 5 inches long, thick, and meaty. His head was so large that his foreskin was stretched tight across it. I was so humiliated because this guy barely came to my chest, but my penis was half the size of his kids.

The dad saw me staring at his dick, and I quickly faced away, but I saw him make eye contact with me and wink. His son was seeing the stark contrast of our dicks. The boy staring at us in the shower yelled, “Dad, why isn’t he as big as you?”

To that, his dad looked embarrassed but laughed loudly. I saw the dad ever so slightly wiggle his hips to swing his cock to add to my humiliation in front of his son. I couldn’t take the humiliation anymore and started to get hard. I quickly turned around, but my 2-inch hard penis was already out as I turned. Since all the boy was doing was staring right at my penis, I’m pretty sure he saw my penis grow and the head come out by peeling back the foreskin. I was too humiliated to stay and left quickly, still wet, before anyone said anything. He probably noticed how his soft penis was bigger and thicker than my throbbing erection.

Another reader gives his wife a flash…

Recently, my wife and I took a stroll and a dip in the mountains. And these small rivers and lakes high up are always on the cold side, which is all the better to shrink my already small package​ even more.

After about an hour in the water, swimming around, and searching for unique rocks, we decided to get out and hit the next spot on our list. So we grabbed our stuff and headed up the bank and to the car.

Before we got back into the car, we wanted to take off the wet clothes and put on some warmer, dry ones. We had one huge towel with us that we could wrap around ourselves and use discreetly to change our clothes. My wife went first, and then she headed to the top of the bank to examine the water and the rocks we had collected.

No, mind you, this small parking lot was up a steep bank about 10 feet above the water. Our car was the only one in the small parking lot. And the whole time we were in the water, we didn’t see anyone else. So, after I took my wet shorts off, I just kept the large towel around me, planning to air out a bit. I also decided to open up the front of the towel to comically wave my shrunken little dick for her to laugh or tease me.

As I turned around, I called out to my wife to get her attention, which I did. Standing only a few feet away, she looked over and down. Her brow furrowed together bit and her head tilted to the side with a pitiful look on her face. Score!

But that’s not all. Another lady apparently was walking by at the right moment. She apparently had pulled over at a small turnout on the other side of the road and had come over to check out the water. She was just behind my wife and also got a full viewing of my shriveled up dick that was hurtling hard to stay warm. Her expression was pure shock. Her eyes were wide, and her sight lingered. I was sure she was shocked at what she was seeing.

Then my wife noticed her too and turned bright red in embarrassment for herself and me as well. They both turned away as I stood petrified. Both mumbled OMG, something. I wish I could have heard.

So pleasure, shock, embarrassment, more pleasure. What a great day. Now we all have something to laugh at in addition to my little dick.

Meanwhile, this reader is buying toys for his wife…

This goes back many years. I already knew that the guy my wife dated before me was very well hung. She had told me that everyone knew he had a huge dick. But she had also told me that she was very happy with me. At some point, I began to suspect that perhaps she would prefer something larger.

So, I decided to purchase her a dildo. I figured I’d get something a little bigger than me so that she could enjoy the size. I had read a story about someone who surprised his wife with a big dildo, and she ended up not liking it because it was too big. She couldn’t really fit it in very well.

One night, I pulled it out and surprised her with the one I had purchased. Again, it was longer than me by about an inch and thicker than me. We used it, and she got off with me using it and licking her clit. Afterwards, I asked her how she liked her surprise. She said it was nice, but next time, if you’re gonna surprise me, get something bigger.

I remember feeling humiliated and turned on at the same time because I was smaller than the dildo that I just used on her, and that wasn’t big enough.

The next toy I bought her was a black Vixskin Outlaw. That is a huge dildo, and it’s dual-density silicone. This means it feels much more like a real cock. The inside silicone is stiffer, while the outside and the head are softer, like a real cock. When I showed it to my wife, she didn’t think she could take it. By going gently and giving her time to adjust, she ended up taking all of it, all the way to the balls (eight and a half inches). She was cumming like I’ve never seen before. Well, I think she really liked it.

A few days later, when I went into the bathroom after she left for work, I found the outlaw in the shower. When I told her that I had found it in the shower, she was embarrassed, but then she told me that she had used it every day since the first time I used it on her. However, she had forgotten to put it away on that particular day.

Fast-forward to today, and her teasing me about my small dick is a regular part of our sex life. Sometimes, she will deny me sex, and all I get is to lick her feet and occasionally her asshole.

While this reader got caught in the dorm showers…

In college, my dorms had communal bathrooms with separate showers, each equipped with a curtain for privacy. I would dry myself off inside the stall before I would wrap my towel around me and get out every time, because I didn’t want anyone seeing my small dick.

One time, though, during my sophomore year of college, I had just finished taking a shower and was drying off. I was in the middle of drying my hair when all of a sudden I heard the curtain open. In shock, I pulled my towel away so I could see what happened, and saw a guy standing there. He quickly said, “Oh shit, man, I’m sorry!” and walked away quickly.

I closed the curtain again before realizing he had just seen my dick, which was basically just a head when soft. I thought I heard him chuckle after he walked away.

After drying off, I slowly looked out and saw he was still in the bathroom. He smiled nervously and said, “Did the hot water go out?”

And I sheepishly said, “No.”

He tried not to laugh and said, “My mistake, bro.”

I hurried away after that. I ran into that same guy a few more times that year, and he always smirked when he saw me.

This female reader discovers she likes SPH too…

I’ll never forget the very first time I did SPH. It actually happened almost by accident, during a date with a guy who seemed super nervous. He was already turned on just by sitting across from me, and when he finally pulled down his pants… Well, there it was.

I just stared in silence for a few seconds. Then I looked up at the guy, smirked, and said: “Wait… Is that really it? I thought maybe you were hiding something… Not that you’d already lost it along the way.”

His face turned bright red instantly. I couldn’t help but laugh. It was ridiculous watching him try to cover himself up, as if his hands could somehow make that poor little thing look bigger.

I leaned in close, grabbed his chin, and whispered in his ear, “I swear I’ve seen disposable lighters that are bigger than this. How pathetic.”

The funniest part? Instead of getting angry, he looked more turned on than ever. He was trembling, moaning, begging for my attention. And I just sat back, checked my nails, and let him humiliate himself.

That’s when it clicked: some men live for this. To be reduced, laughed at, and made to feel small and useless by a woman like me. That was my very first SPH experience, and it definitely won’t be the last.

Another reader is cleaned up by the janitor…

I had gone swimming at a public pool and was absolutely roasted by this lady who worked as the janitor.

I was coming out of the pool and heading to the shower, not really broadcasting myself, when I noticed the janitor staring at my lack of endowment with a smile.

“Where did it go?” she asked so coyly and coolly as if she was used to enjoying the views of guys in the showers. “The water’s not that cold.”

I literally froze and looked down. There was nothing but a little button to press. When I looked back up, her smile had widened as if she was really enjoying herself now.

“It must be tough, huh? Being so tiny?” she said with a click of her tongue before turning and continuing with her work.

I chirped back, “Yeah, it is.”

Hoping she would say something else, but then she just laughed and continued working. I saw her a few times after, and she always had this knowing smile and look on her face. Just based on that interaction, I’m sure she doesn’t keep secrets.

*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. Some of these stories have come from Reddit.