This reader discovers that girls are not sugar and spice, and all things nice….

Once, in high school, a group of girls wrote a ‘penis size list’ as a joke, inspired by a similar South Park episode. Despite never having seen my dick, they randomly picked me as the smallest and wrote that I had four inches, and started throwing small penis jokes at my expense. I got angry, which just made it worse since apparently, it was a confirmation of having a small one, according to the South Park episode. I argued that they had never even seen it, and to my surprise, my own female friend said, “That’s right, it’s not four inches. It’s actually three.”

Everyone burst out laughing, and the jokes got meaner. “He has to use tweezers to wank off,” and, “Yeah, and a magnifying glass…” and, “Cheerio fucker…” etc.

Even the teacher spat out her tea, laughing. I confronted my female friend afterward, but she still didn’t take me seriously and said that the more upset I got, the more it proved that I must have a ‘really’ small penis.

Another reader has a dream that I suspect most men here do too…

I am a black submissive cd living in Michigan, with only 3 inches on a good day. I wish I were hung like most black men and envy them, but I am what I am and accept it. I actually enjoy it sometimes (definitely not in the locker room). I would really love to meet a Mistress to serve in any capacity she sees fit. Trust me, my condition is very humiliating, but I am eager to serve a Dominant Female and be shown to her lady friends.

While this reader claims his brother had the stats that made him drop his dacks…

Aged 16, I’m sat opposite my serious-looking mother, wondering what I’m in trouble for this time. She starts by apologising for her breach of my privacy but assures me she found my diary by accident, couldn’t resist a peep and was concerned by some of its contents. Relieved, I told her that I don’t keep a diary, so it must be my brothers. She then surprised me by saying she KNEW it was mine and I should be ashamed of myself not only teasing him but now trying to put the blame on him. I was genuinely unsure of what Mum was on about, said so, and was then confronted by her pointing out a diary entry near the back of a book on a page of its own. It read:

Me – 6.1 inches long, 5.7 around
Bro – 3.4 inches long, 4.5 around
What a laugh – the loser!

“You’re over 3 years older than him. Leave him alone as he still has his growing ahead of him, and I don’t want you giving him a complex,” Mum shouted.

Without thinking it through and angry at being accused of something I hadn’t done, I shouted back that the diary must be his as I don’t have one!

We both fell silent as we realised what I owned up to. Mum looked shocked and then said, “No… You mean you have a small…”

Bright red with embarrassment, I said, “I guess so.”

“You’re not just saying this to avoid a telling-off?”

“No!”

Then she started laughing and saying, “You poor boy… Are you concerned or upset by this?”

I assured her it wasn’t as bad as it looked on the page, but, unconvinced, Mum asked if I would show her. She looked genuinely upset and worried as she stared at my tiny willie and grape-sized balls but just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, my older sister walked in, caught an eyeful, and burst out laughing. This caused Mum to laugh as well, then start apologizing while my sister was looking at the diary entry and continued to laugh uncontrollably.

Yet another reader is trolled by an annoying teen boy and his obnoxious mother…

Midweek at the sun club was normally peaceful, but I was trying to relax on my sun lounger, and this annoying young lad of about 12 or 13 kept pestering me. He’d lie on the lounger next to mine despite there being plenty of other empty ones and sing, ask questions or just start jumping in and out of the pool by me. I tried my best to ignore him, but it must have been apparent that I was starting to lose my patience because his mother came over and told him to join his Dad back at their tent and apologized to me, saying, “I’m awfully sorry, he’s only young and just showing off because he’s got a bigger willie than one of the adults here. It’s a novelty for him, I suppose!”

I looked up, trying not to look shocked, and she was smiling innocently at me, but I’m sure she was suppressing a laugh at my discomfort.

This reader discovers small dick men are not built for threesomes…

Having had a less than successful FFM threesome with my wife and her cousin (her cousin kept laughing at my 4-inch boner, and they ended up concentrating on each other with me practically a bystander), it was now my wife’s chance of an MMF threesome. I was lying on the bed facing the back of her head with my cock buried in her arse while her friend from the gym was pounding her vagina. She was screaming in ecstasy, but I was struggling not to cum too soon because his low-hanging balls were hitting my tight nut sack, and it was surprisingly sexy!
He and my wife climaxed simultaneously, and she told me to get on top and enter her vagina. As I got up, I saw his still inflated cock properly for the first time and gasped as he was twice my length, twice my girth, and his balls were huge! I then looked at my wife’s gaping hole flowing with juices and realized I was not even going to touch the sides! I entered her and felt hot wetness like never before and immediately shot my load.

Her gym buddy laughed, shoved me to one side, re-entered her, and pounded her for another 30 minutes while they both talked dirty about him being a real man and her loving big cock. They finally had one final massive orgasm and laughed as they made me masturbate in front of them as they made jokes about my smallness. I wish I’d never thought of a threesome and never want to share my wife again, but she, unsurprisingly, is keen on a repeat.

While this reader is exposed due to a meddling note from home…

I was sat squirming in the headmaster’s office, facing him, the games master, and the school nurse. They had just read aloud a letter from my mother asking that I be excused from sports lessons because the other boys in my class were bullying me because of my small penis. I was angry I had confided with her but mostly embarrassed as I could see they were suppressing their laughter. Finally, the games-master insisted that it was normal schoolboy banter and I should not be excused unless there was a genuine medical problem, and so I went to the medical room to be assessed by the school nurse.

My first shock was that I had to strip completely rather than simply drop my trousers. Stood there feeling cold and vulnerable, the nurse walked around me and commented on my lack of muscle before crouching in front of my penis. She rolled my testicles between her fingers, put a tape measure to my penis, and stretched it before telling me to get dressed.

Back in the headmaster’s office, she told them that at a little over 3 inches erect, I did not technically have a micropenis, but she was concerned as my testicles were easily the smallest she had seen on a 16-year-old (I looked up, and I’m sure the two men grinned) and my lack of muscle mass – there could be a hormonal problem.

From that week onwards, I was allowed to wear my games kit under my uniform and skip showers. Unfortunately, my mum agreed that I should do some weight training after school twice a week. As I was on my own, the game master insisted I showered and sometimes would shower himself, making sure I saw his massive dick and balls – bigger than anything even the bigger lads in class were packing! To make matters worse, his girlfriend was my English teacher, and I’m sure he had told her about me because she would always smile and giggle at me.

This reader discovers just how nasty women can be…

It all kind of started about a year ago while I was hooking up with this girl, something I know is a dangerous idea for guys like us and something I usually avoid. I’ve really only been with 3 girls, and they were all serious girlfriends, aware of my issue and accepting for the most part, although one of them did say I was pretty small compared to her last boyfriend, who hurt. But again, whatever, it never seemed to really affect the relationships that much. In fact, I actually ended two of those relationships, and the other one ended mutually, so any time they made a comment or brought it up, which was rare, it was fine. And I was always adept at getting them off other ways. Guys like us kind of have to, so I’m sure that helped. I used to brag about that shit. Now I feel like being good at that confirms you’re small, so I don’t even really talk about it.

Anyways, I’m in college, had not been laid in a while, and was drunk as hell so I went against my better judgment and said fuck it. Unfortunately, this was not some random girl, as I rarely just approached random girls. It really does suck that you can’t really feel confident going up to some random girl because you instantly are reminded of your inferiority and your confidence is zapped. It’s something that never bothered me until recently, and it really is awful. So, naturally, random hookups are not something I’ve ever really been comfortable with. Anyways the main problem was that this girl was a good friend’s cousin from where I’m from who came with him to visit me in college one weekend.

She was a bit younger than me at 19, I’m 22, and she came up to the party, so I took them to a couple of local hipster-type bars where they’re cool with underage drinking as long as your somewhat discreet. So, we all got pretty drunk, danced, had a great time, and took an Uber back to my apartment. On the Uber ride home, the girl basically attacked me, and we started making out almost immediately. And she was pretty cute, so I figured why not, assuming it wouldn’t go further than that. My friend had pretty much passed out in the Uber at this point. So when we got back, we all kind of stumbled up to my apartment, and I started blowing up an air mattress for them to pass out on.

Eventually, my friend passed out on my couch, but she kept going, and I was too drunk to stop. So, we went back to my room, and again even though I’ve known I was small since high school, I was always able to get my girlfriends off, so I wasn’t so afraid that I would back out even though I was, of course, fucking insecure about it. I mean, it sucks being that small in that situation because no matter how drunk you are, it creeps into your head at some point. But she seemed pretty into it, and we’re both pretty drunk, so I pushed that thought out of my head, grabbed a condom out of my drawer, and let it happen. Man, how I fucking wished I listened to that voice telling me this was a bad idea.

When she took my pants off, she kind of stopped and had this awful fucking smirk on her face. It immediately got awkward as I’ve never really been in this situation, so I just kind of froze and waited for her to make a move. It didn’t help that I was drunk and not fully hard, making me look even fucking smaller. Eventually, she kind of drunkenly said, “You got kind of a little guy, huh, that’s cool, baby, we can do other stuff.”

I was so fucking caught off guard by this and was instantly mortified. I half expected the reaction, but her bluntly calling it out and immediately ruling out sex right there was so god damn humiliating. I mean, how fucked is that? I’ve heard of it happening to other guys and read about it here, but to actually experience it was absolutely brutal. Although to be fair, I did know from my friend that she was the type of girl who gets around. I’m guessing she had seen a few that were much bigger than mine even though she was younger than me. Maybe her being drunk just made her really not give a shit, but I still couldn’t believe it. This was the first time this ever happened to me, and it sucked.

I tried to keep it going but was my confidence plummeted, and I was so thrown off my game that I just couldn’t get back in the mood, which made things worse. I ate her out for a little bit, and she jacked me off while looking bored. Even that was awful because I wasn’t fully hard being so drunk and now fucking embarrassed. She was barely using two fingers, which I suddenly became very aware of after she had already started. Even toward the end, right before I finished, it looked like she was trying not to laugh while looking at my dick. This time, I called her out. I said, “What is it?”

She kind of realized what she was doing and quickly said, “What? Oh, nothing… I just had such a good time tonight.”

She barely tried to hide the fact that that was not even close to what she was thinking. It was one of the worst experiences of my life and really fucked with my head. I could barely even sleep that night. Of course, things only got worse the next morning. I was up early because I couldn’t sleep and wanted to sneak out to run some errands before she woke up to avoid the embarrassment and awkwardness, hoping maybe they would head back home before I got back, as they were leaving that day. Unfortunately, I guess she didn’t sleep great either because she was already up also. She was on her phone when I walked out of my room, looked up, and kind of awkwardly smiled and said ‘hi,’ and went back to her phone.

I said I had to do some stuff and just to tell my friend don’t wait for me cause I’ll be gone for a while and to drive safely. She said, yeah, no problem, it was fun hanging out, and I said, yeah, come back anytime, and that was it. I immediately felt relieved, thinking she was normal and not one of those girls after all, and would handle what happened with discretion. This was not the case, however, because a couple of months later, another group of friends drove up to see me and stayed with me, and I learned that my secret was out. There were three of them, and one of them is a girl who hangs out with my friend’s cousin also, and they must have fucking talked.

I should preface the next part by saying this girl is very blunt, kind of butch, and has a ‘fuck you’ attitude with everyone, and she was always basically like one of the guys in our group, not afraid to fuck with any of us if she felt like it. So we all got drunk at my apartment, and eventually, they brought up me hooking up with the girl. It was all fine, and we were just laughing about it until she said, “Yeah… Don’t worry, we didn’t make fun of your little dick too much.”

My other two friends burst out laughing and one of them said, “DAMN, Ashley! That’s cold.”

Meanwhile, I didn’t know what to do. I laughed, sipped my beer, waited for someone to change the subject, wanting to scream and die but not wanting to confirm anything by overreacting. It was nauseating. To make things worse, she brought it up again later that night after we had drunk even more and was like, “I wanna see the little guy, come on,” and started chanting, “Show us the baby … Show us the baby…” I just laughed and tried to play it cool, but she wouldn’t let it go and said, “Are you laughing cause it’s true?” Finally, I told her to fuck off, and she ended it realizing she may have struck a nerve, but not before saying, “It’s OK, dude, just learn how to use your tongue.”

It was getting to the point where I wanted to fucking kick her out of my apartment and make her get a fucking hotel, but again I didn’t want to draw too much attention as my other friends were watching TV and not paying attention to us because we were in the kitchen. It literally destroyed my confidence, and I haven’t been able to bounce back since—finally, the icing on the cake. The worst thing that could have happened in the midst of this terrible experience happened, which caused me to freak out and write this to vent because I have been having dark thoughts since. I had driven back home for winter break for a couple of weeks and went out with the same group I always hung out with at home, plus a couple of others.

We always reconnected when I came back home, and most of them didn’t leave our hometown for college, so it always was great seeing everybody and catching up, at least it used to be. One of those other people was a girl I had basically had a crush on since high school, she had just broken up with her boyfriend, and we had been vibing lately, texting a lot and shit like that. One night, I went out with just her and a guy from high school that I wasn’t very close to but knew a little, but she was pretty good friends with him, so I went along. The night was going great, and we went bar hopping downtown, were talking laughing, when suddenly I came back from the bathroom, and it was like somebody flipped a switch.

She was half listening, seemed bored, and started to make snide comments toward me like we were talking about basketball and how I like to play, and she said, “Huh, you don’t seem that athletic to me, and your pretty short, maybe try soccer,” while giggling obnoxiously.

I had never seen her like this, but I just chalked it up to her being drunk, stopped talking to her, and figured I would just text her tomorrow. She and her friend hung out while I just drank and watched a basketball game on a TV in the bar. So we left, and the other guy wanted to get taco bell, and I while I was pissed and just wanted to go home, I didn’t really have a choice, so I said sure whatever. We pulled up to the drive-thru, they ordered, and then he pulled up so I could order from the back seat. As I started to order, I said, “Can I have a…,” and the girl loudly interrupted and said, “Tiny dick…” and started laughing hysterically along with the guy.

I literally froze and didn’t even pretend to laugh along this time. I started to talk and stumbled over my words and finally just order a quesadilla. Her laugh was so fucking hurtful, and as we drove home, I pretended to be on my phone while she talked to the other guy and ignored me. Since that night, I’m almost afraid to hang out with any of my friends from that particular group since it’s safe to assume it’s gotten around. There were a couple of nights they all went out before I went back for the next semester, and I made up excuses for why I couldn’t make it out. I stayed home feeling like shit. Since then, however, I began to get turned on by what happened, to the point where I jerk off thinking about it all the time. I now love SPH and can’t wait for the next time it happens.