True Stories: Our Readers SPH Experiences 5
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One reader says it’s all about knowing your place…
This about my life, it’s all true – not a story. I am 58 years old, retired and well off. My wife Annette is 52 years old and works as a sales manager.
I’m on my second marriage, the first was with Maria which lasted 12 years. My ex-wife Maria had made negative comments about my penis size (just under four-inches) many times. I don’t think she ever had an orgasm in all that time we were married whenever we had sexual intercourse. Our marriage ended when she had an affair with another man. I went mad which was silly, because when she told me I must admit I got an erection, and felt so sexy for the first time in ages. Maria left me for her lover a couple of months after she told me.
My second marriage to Annette has lasted 15 years, but we have the same problem. I can’t satisfy her sexually with my little cock, but we’re still in a loving relationship with me knowing my place which I now just love.
Around 8 years ago, Annette told me she needed more in her life, and sex was important to her. I just wasn’t up to the job. As she had always been the one to wear the trousers, we often role played where she would Dominate me (which I just loved) but she admitted she didn’t get much out of it.
It then all came out, Annette had been having sex for the last two years with the men she had met from an adult dating site, and she had met one called Keith that she had been seeing regularly for the last six months. She made it plain to me she would not stop seeing him, and would sometimes be staying with him for the weekends. However, she still wanted us to stay married as she was still ‘in love’ with me, just not in a physical way.
Well we’re still together, Keith is no longer on the scene, and she has had a few more lovers since she broke it off with him. At the moment she’s dating a younger man in his thirty’s who, as she says, is hung like a donkey. She tells me he is the best ever lover she has ever had. Annette says (with a cheeky wink) that size isn’t the most important thing in sex, but boy it sure does help.
I have discussed penis size (and lack of) with Annette many times and she thinks all women are different, but a man needs to be thick and 6″ or more to make her orgasm.
One last thing I now wear a chastity cage on my dick which Annette got me for my last Birthday, she keeps the key. The best present I ever got. As for sex, I have not had full sex for more than two years now. We have separate bedrooms, but am still allowed to please Annette with my tongue sometimes.
One Reader tells of how his younger sister humiliated him…
I’m 34 and never married. My mother is 70 and frail and lives with me. I have a sister called Lisa that’s 22 and fresh out of college. My sister Lisa was having trouble finding work, so Mother asked me to let her move in with us. After Lisa had been there with us for a while, I had several close calls where she almost caught me naked. At first I just chalked it up to coincidence, and thought that was all there was to it. Then one day she walked in after I had just gotten out of the shower and grabbed a towel. She was about two seconds away from seeing everything. Her comment was, “I don’t know what it is you’re hiding, but sooner or later I’ll see what it is!”
That let me know that all those other times were no accidents, they were deliberate.
About a week later, one of her female friends from college came over to spend the night. At some point during the night, I got up to use the bathroom wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants. When I stepped out of the bathroom and into the hall, Lisa was standing there with a funny look on her face. Before I could say or do anything, I felt my sweats yanked all the way down to my ankles.
I had been ambushed!
Lisa started laughing. She said she was under the impression I had a big secret, but now she realised it was a little secret. At that point, I said some harsh things to her and her friend as I pulled my pants back up. I kept my voice low so that I wouldn’t wake up Mother. But I got my point across.
The next few days she gave me the silent treatment. She was still mad over what I’d said.
The next Saturday night, she had another friend stay over. This friend was a big black girl named Alicia. She was friendly and pretty, but she had a big solid-looking body. I went to bed early and promptly konked out. At some point during the night I woke up and I could not move. Lisa and Alicia had tied me down and I was totally helpless. I made some empty threats and they just laughed at me.
They each took a pair of scissors and cut my clothes off of me. I was howling in protest, but it didn’t help. Lisa pointed out what she referred to as my shortcomings, and Alicia just stood there and giggled for a long time. Lisa told Alicia that she wanted to know my exact measurements.
Alicia used a tape measure on my flaccid penis and then she started stroking it so that she could get my erect length. I’ll never forget what Alicia said, “Three and a half inches. That’s sad for a grown-ass man.”
Lisa wasn’t satisfied with this, however. She wanted to see it shoot. Alicia took a bottle of baby oil and went to work stroking me. I held back as long as I could, but it was no use. She was good at it, and I couldn’t stop it. I fired off several rounds of thick roping semen and they were both amazed. They wanted to know how long it had been since my last fuck. I told them it had been over a year, and they thought that was hilarious.
Once they were through taking pictures of me, they let me go. I’m afraid to think about what they’ll do next.
Another Reader recounts how he was humiliated in front of friends…
I’ll never forget this one time that my wife (Sara) humiliated me publicly for having a small penis. It wasn’t the first time she had humiliated me, and it certainly wasn’t the last, but it remains one of the most memorable.
This was some years ago, and we hadn’t really been married for that long at the time, about five years IIRC. We had moved to a house in a small town, where we became close friends with our neighbours from across the street, called Amy and Jerry. Sara and Amy were both large, full figured women with great curves thanks to their very big bosoms and very large, round bottoms: true BBW’s. Both of them are also taller than me. I’m 5′ 8″, But Sara and Amy are 5’10”. Jerry is about 6’1″ and VERY powerfully built, with a shock of red hair and freckles.
I’m not gay, but honestly, he’s a pretty good-looking guy with a great body. Sara said so on more than one occasion after we started hanging out with them. I used to be in shape, but after we wed I gained weight, and became flabby and overweight. Although I do have strong legs, I’m actually pretty weak as my wife likes to say, “You have a very narrow chest and ‘man boobs’.”
However, since I have posted this story here on The Small Dick Club, you guessed it – I have a very small penis – which of course brings her no pleasure. In other words, I’m a wimp with a small dick, and my wife simply hates wimps and likes small penises even less. God only knows why she married me to begin with.
Anyway, one sunny day Jerry and I were outside playing with his dog (a golden lab). Jerry started running with the dog through the sprinkler and was soaked by the time my wife and Amy came out, laughing with glee at his display. Amy then half-jokingly quipped, “Great Jerry, now you have to take off your clothes.”
My wife purred playfully at this cheeky comment, especially when he started doing just that. Both women laughed as the display continued until, just as he looped his thumbs in his pants to push down his shorts and underwear Amy screamed at him. “NO! Not here! You’re going to cause a scene.”
He grinned and zipped his shorts in compliance. Sara looked bemused. “He wouldn’t really do that, would he?” she asked.
“Oh yeah he would,” Amy answered, “… the man has no shame.”
Both women laughed knowingly, and Jerry’s grin grew wider.
This is where I made the first of my mistakes. Having been in the locker room enough times to know how I compared to most other men, I was, of course, embarrassed by the display, and the whole conversation. Nonetheless, blushing a beet-red colour, I proceeded to ask, “Uh… Amy, wouldn’t he be embarrassed by everyone seeing his… well, you know…”
Her eyes lit up as she looked down at me. “Oh no, honey, let me tell you that Jerry has NOTHING to be ashamed of! Believe ME, sweetie, he wouldn’t be embarrassed at all, and he has no reason to be. He’s VERY proud of that thing.”
Sara’s jaw dropped like a stone. “Really?” she asked in disbelief.
Amy answered like a giddy school girl talking about something naughty with her friends on a sleepover. “Oh yeah, honey, let me put it this way – I’ve been with some big guys before, but he can actually hurt me with that thing. He’s easily the biggest I’ve ever seen.”
A hungry, sexy look crossed my wife’s face as she turned and purred, “Oh my.”
Both women laughed heartily, but of course, I only blushed an ever deeper shade of red. Now, my embarrassment was complete. I couldn’t believe what an idiot I had been. By Amy pointing out that her husband wouldn’t be embarrassed to be seen naked in public because he had such a big cock, I just shamed myself by implying that I WOULD be by my question.
Now, the logical thing to do in this situation would have been to keep my mouth shut, and to avoid further embarrassment. However, I now think that I secretly craved embarrassment, because what I did next defies all conventional logic. While the women laughed, and Jerry silently beamed with pride; I heard myself say, “Well, in that case, I should get naked, too.”
Amy looked at me with eyes open wide, and with incredulous surprise. Jerry arched an eyebrow my way, as my wife stepped forward, looking down her nose at me with the most disdainful smile you have ever seen. “Sweety, YOU would be embarrassed if you did that.”
Amy burst out in uncontrollable laughter, and even typically silent Jerry joined in with laughter as Sara shot me a knowing, wicked grin that told me she had told them about my small penis. They knew. Amy then said to me in the most condescending manner, “No thank you, sweetie. I don’t need to see that. I’ve seen plenty of teeny weenies in my time, and I don’t need to see any more.”
Sara laughed out loud and added, “And boy is it tiny. Women don’t like teeny weenies. They like REAL men with big cocks like Jerry.”
Laughing and nodding at the same time, Amy agreed. “Yep, that’s true!” she said emphatically.
Jerry grinned and winked at me, and my head fell, my shoulders slumped, as I somehow blushed even deeper than before. My humiliation for the evening, however, was just beginning.
“I mean, can you imagine seeing the two of them naked standing right beside each other? What a sight THAT would be,” Amy said.
Sara grinned conspiratorially. “Well, why imagine it? Why not see it?”
Amy’s eyes lit up. “Oh my god, are you serious? That would be awesome. I could use a good laugh.”
“Come on…,” my wife replied with glee, “… let’s go in the house and do it.”
I protested feebly as the women threatened to have the mighty Jerry drag me into the house kicking and screaming if I would not go willingly. When I continued to pout and resist, he did just that. Smacking my bottom like a child for good measure to get me to stop kicking and struggling, both women roared with laughter and approval.
Once inside, my wife threatened to pull down my pants herself, and spank me right there in front of them if I did not comply. She had started spanking me regularly by this time, and I knew full well she meant business. Sniffling like a baby, yet secretly excited at the prospect, I thereby pulled down my pants and underwear simultaneously with Jerry to reveal our respective genitalia to the women enjoying the show. They laughed uncontrollably as they took pictures, made us stroke them until they were fully erect, measured us both soft and erect, laughed at the way I only needed to use two fingers to jerk off while Jerry could use both hands easily.
They had a good time laughing and pointing out the obvious differences between my tiny little boy dick and his huge cock. His cock measured ten-inches erect, while mine was four-inches (I have put on a lot of weight since then and now it only measures 3.5″).
“Wow… I haven’t been that small since I was a baby,” Jerry quipped with a grin, and the women laughed. They both enjoyed fucking his big cock that night, and I was left to play with my worthless little dick while I listened to their moans in the room next door.
A Reader shares some of his experiences with Health Care Professionals…
The first experience I want share was when I had to have a physical for work with the doctor listed by the company. She was a blonde woman, 30ish, and fairly attractive. She had a pleasant demeanour and had a nice conversation with me, during the exam about how I should protect myself at my new job from hazards while giving me the routine questions and so forth about the job and health in general. Well, near the end of the exam the inevitable short dropping commenced.
She simply sat in the chair, as I stood in front of her and stared at my package. My flaccid penis is probably not even an inch long and is basically just the head sitting on the top of my balls, there really isn’t a shaft visible. Basically just a less than 1×1 inch piece of meat that looks like an engorged clitoris of larger proportion, rather than a dick
The woman could not look me in the eye after she saw it, and could barely speak as the exam concluded abruptly, and I got redressed. There were a number of other steps in the physical to be performed by two Twenty something nurses, and so the initial the exam concluded. As I left to go to the lobby the doctor, 2 nurses, and a number of other women were all standing, in the hallway to the lobby, curiously with nothing else to do and all with slight smirks on their faces, except for the doctor, who stood with her back to me as I left.
A second similar situation also involved a woman doctor, who was African-American, not that this is particularly relevant tot he story. She was a little short, maybe 5’3″, and built quite sturdily, and quite voluptuous. She was very polite throughout the exam, but not particularly a conversationalist. I’d call her manner professional.
Now granted, I have been examined by women in the health profession a number of times, but this one took the cake. After the ritual shorts dropping, she stopped, stared at, then proceeded to use her thumb and forefinger to move my penis around. I also believe she used her thumb to measure my dick as she propped it up with one finger and held her thumb along it. Needless to say after a minute or two of this handling I started to become erect, which led to another rough measurement, for the record it measures 3.5 inches when erect. I never did quite get fully erect.
She held it between her thumb and finger, ran her finger around the base of the head of my penis and used her finger to measure the shaft, I believe. She even sort of stroked it a couple of times with her thumb and finger seeming to be examining the tension of the skin or firmness of my shaft, I guess I’ll never know. Had she given it a couple of hard strokes it probably would have gone off right there in her hand.
It felt like a good five-minutes that I stood there, shorts around my ankles while this attractive woman, with an almost scientific fascination; examined what must have been the smallest penis she had ever seen on an adult man. As the exam concluded she instructed me to get dressed, and wait in the room for the nurse to return.
After a few minutes a skinny nurse with greying blonde hair, probably in her early fifties, came back in the room and asked me quite abruptly to again drop my undies. She looked at my soft dick for a minute and then told me I could redress and spun around and walked out. The doctor returned, with a large smile still on her face that had been on it since she left the first time, and she then told me the exam was concluded, and I had passed my physical.
I returned to this clinic about six-months later for a urine test and had a little trouble going. A redheaded nurse, in her thirties, ran water in the sink outside the exam room to try to help me. She waited for about ten-minutes and then knocked on the door and asked if I wanted something to drink while I waited in the lobby. She reminded me I had a 2 hour window to go. She asked when I came out, “Do you normally have trouble peeing?”
“I sometimes get stage fright if other people are around. I was almost ready to ask you if you’d come in and hold it for me.” I was trying to crack a joke but later I realised it was an inappropriate thing to say to her.
She then said matter of factly, “With one finger or two?” She rolled her eyes at me, and walked off.
That told me she knew about my small dick, I blushed the brightest shade of red under the sun. To make matters worse, I had a raging erection. Well, it might only be 3.5 inches, but it was hard as a rock, like a high school boy standing in the girls locker room. I sat in the lobby for about an hour and when I went back into the testing room it still took about twenty-minutes for me to go.
To top it off the receptionist gave me a big wink and smile as I left the clinic. I have to wonder if every employee at that clinic knows about my small dick.
This Reader has a costume malfunction at the beach…
I was twenty-two years old at the time, and it was a hot summer. I was having trouble picking up women so I decided to look for some down at the beach. Well, my bathing suit was totally lame and about ten years old, so I decided to get a new one. I went to a small shop and found all the normal ones next to the Speedo’s. The normal bathers there weren’t really doing it for me, and then just for fun, I began looking through the Speedo’s. I would never wear a Speedo’s, as I don’t have too much to brag about down there (my soft dick is only 1.5 inches long). However, in the back, I saw that they were selling ‘padding’ that you stuff inside your Speedo’s to make your bulge seem bigger (‘for modest sized men’ the label said).
Hey, this will be a great way to pick up chicks, I thought. I’ll make them think I’m huge. So I bought a pair of Speedo’s and some padding, excited about my little experiment.
I went to the beach later that day, with what looked like a massive bulge in my Speedo’s. Immediately, beautiful women began swarming around me – it was great. In my glory, I decided to show off a little more by going swimming – getting myself wet. I jumped into a wave which dumped me but thankfully it was all underwater so no one seen it. However when I emerged from the water, the women all had strange looks on their faces. “What’s this?” one of them said pointing at my groin.
All my padding was sticking out.
I turned bright red. One of the women then began to pull all the padding out of my Speedo’s, and in doing this, she caught a glimpse of my tiny shrunken penis. “Oh my!” she exclaimed.
Taking the padding in her hands and waving it in front of all the other women, saying “Its padding. He’s really got a tiny dick in there.”
Everyone began to laugh, and taking up my last ounce of pride, I firmly demanded my padding back. She refused. I then made a motion to snatch it out of her hands, and while I was doing so, one of the girls came from behind and pulled down my Speedo’s, exposing me to everyone there. I was so overwhelmed, I literally fainted.
I woke up lying on the beach nude. My Speedo’s and padding gone, never to be seen again. People were walking past me looking at my small dick and balls and laughing at me. The beautiful women that had been around me were scattered over the beach, some gone. So I stood and made it back to my own towel and bag. Putting on my shorts and grabbing my gear I left that beach as fast I could. Probably to never show my face there again, at least not this summer.
One Reader tells us the woman of his dreams turns into a date from hell…
I was dating this amazingly hot girl. Tall, curvy with nice C sized breasts, and tanned all over. She was actually a model, not a super model like on the front of magazines, but the kind that appeared in local fashion shows and in the odd TV promo. She also did jobs at expo’s and car shows etc. I met her through a friend and as I’m not a bad-looking man, we hit it off and went on a few dates together. Initially all we ever did was make-out, with a little groping over her clothes.
On our sixth date she told me she wanted to take our relationship to the next level, which meant actual sex. So after a nice dinner and a movie, I took her back to my place. Things started moving pretty fast once we were alone, and before long kissing was turning into heavy petting. So I started taking her clothes off, and she started sliding my pants and undies down. The look on her face when she looked at my exposed genitalia scared me to death. With a kind of girlish smile on her face she asked, “Is that it?”
I was so embarrassed. I blushed.
My penis is 2 inches soft, and 4 and ¾ inches erect, which isn’t that small (going by this site), just below average. So I say, “What do you mean?”
She seems on the brink of laughter, trying to hold it back. “Your dick is REALLY TINY!” She made that gesture with her thumb and first finger at me.
My mouth gaped at the harshness of her comment. I thought I had gotten to know her over the last month and she always struck me as a pleasant and thoughtful person. So to hear her say such a thing to me shocked me.
She must have felt a bit bad all of a sudden after seeing my reaction, so she tried to backtrack a little. “It’s OK, I’m sure we can work around it. I mean maybe you’re a grower, not a shower,” she said.
We start to kiss again, and the mood turns from awkwardness to lust fairly quickly. We had sexual intercourse and her pussy felt so nice on my dick, maybe too nice. I came too quickly. She looked up at me again with that same girlish smile she had before she insulted the size of my penis. “You’re done already?”
I was so shocked. I usually I lasted a long time, but tonight I had premature ejaculated. This was not like me I assure you.
“That was only like two-minutes. I didn’t even feel you inside of me,” she said, screwing up her face at me.
Pushing me off her, she got up and started to get dressed in a heavy silence.
My heart sank, the woman of my dreams thought I was a small dick loser. “No… don’t leave. What’s the problem, baby?”
Abruptly, She reached down and grabbed hold of my dick with two fingers, squeezing it very tightly. “THIS! This is the problem. I’m sorry but I need more of a man than you, and while you’re a nice guy and all, it’s over. Don’t call me or contact me again.”
With that she walked out of the room and my life forever.
One Reader tells us how he discovered something shocking while surfing porn…
Needless to say, I have a small penis. This has been a constant and lifelong source of angst to me. I have had many experiences of humiliation. Flaccid, I’m 2.5 inches. Fully erect, I only measure 4 inches. If this wasn’t bad enough, I also have a very strong panty fetish.
Recently, I was surfing Tumblr for sexy wife pics. Of course my little dick was in my hand and I was rubbing it on one of my favourite pairs of panties. I came across a picture of very attractive woman, mid forties, getting fucked by a very well endowed man. She was in ecstasy, as you can imagine. Anyway, as I looked closer, I realised it was my ex-wife! My lack of size was a constant source of ridicule in our marriage. And, she definitely cheated because of it. Anyway, when I realised it was her, I ejaculated right in the panties.
Even though I was totally embarrassed, I was also very turned on. I have since used that picture several times to get off.
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