Micro Penis
The last few weeks, well months, have been an up and down roller coaster ride of emotional triumph and turmoil that is the ride of my life. I decided to put all of my emotions aside and do what I do best. Get online, get a man and get my prescriptions filled.
The Internet seemed like a dead zone to me lately: nothing of interest. Then “he” signed on. The stats were right, top, Asian, tall and negative. Bingo! Within several minutes we had arranged to meet. Taking into account my new stance, or experiences in life, we agreed to meet for dinner first instead of heading straight to the bedroom. We set the place and by the end of the hour I had arrived.
I got to the restaurant first. I always choose busy places on first dates like the one I was about to enter. It makes me feel safe. It also gives me a chance to run through the crowds and disappear if at first glance I do not like what I see. Fortunately as my date came into view I felt my loins began to erupt in flames of desire. My dates name was Marvin and before he spotted me I quickly slipped a little pill into my mouth, swallowed, then walked towards him with a smile. My eyes caught his eyes light up as he glanced at me for the first time. He quickly continued to make strong eye contact and let out a smile that went from ear to ear as we neared each other. Feeling the effects of the pill I strutted over confidently and introduced myself. In my head I thought, “this is going to be way to easy.”
My first instinct was on point. Marvin seemed a little too excited to be meeting me. We quickly sat down at a table and started off with the normal first date talk. I found out where he lived, what he did for work and what hobbies he was into. During our conversation his eyes remained lit up with excitement. Something about this look in a man does amazing things to me. I seem to recognize it within a millisecond. It’s this sparkle in the eye that says they are attracted to me. I rarely feel attractive but when someone stares at you the way Marvin was staring at me you cant help but feel good looking. This sparkle tells me to play it cool as well, be the ken doll they expect me to be and they will idolize me for something I am not. Maybe it is me they like or maybe it is the thought of a perfect white partner that they have dreamed of. Either way the only reality of that sparkle was that I was going to get laid. I remained restrained and cool, thanks to the help of my online pharmacy.
The more Marvin and I talked the more I began to like him. I felt my cool slightly slipping and excused myself to go to the bathroom. This guy was hot and he wanted me! I got out another little pill from my pocket and slipped it into my mouth before returning to the table. We continued to talk about our lives and he got onto the subject of cars. Turns out the one I drove was his dream car. This couldn’t be going any better! I began to chip away at the persona I had put on and began to let myself relax, trying to be me as much as possible while still keeping my voice a few octaves lower than what it wanted to be. Our food came and went along with a few drinks and we were left with the check. Dinner had gone better than I could of hoped for and Marvin still had a twinkle in his eyes when he looked at me. With just a side smile I paid the check, nodded my head towards the restaurant door and headed out. Marvin, wide smile intact, was soon right beside me.
After a few oohs and aws over my car I drove him to my place. A minute after parking I had him through my front door and sprawled out on my bed.
I hadn’t felt a connection like this in a long time. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and our mouths softly caressed one another’s. The scent of his flesh caused my heart and dick to tremor in heat. He ran his hands down my back as I straddled him on my bed. My whole body began to quiver as he ripped off my belt and unzipped my jeans in two quick hand movements. “Wow” I thought to myself, this guy has skills. He continued to rip off my clothes as I did the same to him. Soon we were in nothing but our socks and undies; dry humping each other like two adolescent teens underneath the high school gym bleachers. He pulled our mouths apart and brought his left hand up to his lips, he then licked and spit on it. Quickly after he plunged his wet hand right onto my dick as he pulled my head back towards his to continue making out. This guy was awesome! I was in full-blown heat and all the stresses of my life seemed to be fading away. As I lay on top of him I noticed that he had been grinding me through his underwear, but the only thing I could feel was his hard hip. I hadn’t noticed this before because everything had been so hot and steamy. Copying his movements I brought my hand to my mouth, gave it a lick, and slipped it past the lining of his boxers and into his crotch. Big mistake.
I found out the reason why his hipbones were the only hard thing I could feel as his crotch was aggressively rubbing against me. Between my wet fingers was nothing more than a nubbin. Yes, a nubbin!! It seemed as though what he was packing was no larger than my pinky! I was in disbelief and the fire of heat that had erupted from our encounter was quickly being distinguished. Marvin must have had no idea because he began to groan “oh yea baby rub that big dick”. My mind went mad with thoughts. First of all I was not his "baby". I hate when people call me that. Secondly, he said his big dick? He was joking, right? I continued to stroke this tiny monstrosity through his boxers in disbelief as to what I was feeling. He continued to moan and groan, obviously not realizing my lust had gone from hero to zero and then he started to tell me to suck it. Suck it? Well at least I could see what it looked liked; it couldn’t be as small as I felt. Could it? This guy was hot and great at foreplay. Maybe I had taken too many pills. Out of an urgent need to prove myself wrong I pulled my body up off his and ripped his boxers down. Another mistake.
As soon as I had his boxers to the ground I pulled him to the edge of the bed. As he sat up with his legs wide open and feet on the ground I crawled in between them and brought my head face to face with a dick that would break my heart. In front of me stood an erect penis no larger in girth or height than my pinky. My heart (and my dick) sank to the ground. Marvin, in the midst of a deep groan, seemed to have no idea and began pushing my head into his crotch. Then with his deep voice he began telling me to suck his “Big” dick. Big!?! I didn’t no whether to cry or laugh. He has got to be on more pills than me to think that thing was big! Not only was it tiny his entire ball sack was about the size of a golf ball. He began pushing my head closer and closer into his crotch and I felt my stomach begin to lurch in disgust. I felt as if I was going to puke, I couldn’t do it. I quickly got up and ran into the bathroom.
Once I was safe inside the bathroom with the door shut I realized I needed to try to control my panicked nauseas state. Too bad I was naked and all my pills were in the other room. I was going to have to think this situation through on my own. I hoped that maybe he would just get up and leave and that this situation would be over. I sat cringing naked in my bathroom as I began to here him move. Fuck! He was coming towards the bathroom. I thought quickly and did the one thing I could think of… I pretended to puke.
Marvin came over by the bathroom door as I hurled and hurled into the toilet. Little did he know I had my finger shoved as far as possible down my throat to make me gag. I wasn’t actually vomiting, it just sounded like it. After a few very loud hurls he asked if I was ok, sounding concerned. I took this as my out. I yelled through the door, “I think so, what we ate for dinner must have made me sick.” I gagged a few more times for special effects and wrapped myself up in a towel. I walked out of the bathroom and Marvin was standing near the doorway, still naked. I tried to stop myself but I couldn’t help but glance at his penis. In the light it looked even smaller. He just kind of looked around and asked if I was ok. I told him I thought I would be all right but best to call it a night so I could rest. He got dressed and I showed him out.
The next night my best friend and I googled “micro penis.” The definition and images were spot on of what I had encountered. Marvin contacted me once after to hang out again but nothing came of it. Our schedules were very different. Feeling guilty I could have made this guy feel bad about something he could not do anything about I made sure to tell him I had a great time, before the puking of course, and how attractive he was. The situation thankfully fizzled itself out without anymore encounters and was left on good terms.
After this I realized size does matter. Maybe bigger isn’t as bad as I once thought.
The Internet seemed like a dead zone to me lately: nothing of interest. Then “he” signed on. The stats were right, top, Asian, tall and negative. Bingo! Within several minutes we had arranged to meet. Taking into account my new stance, or experiences in life, we agreed to meet for dinner first instead of heading straight to the bedroom. We set the place and by the end of the hour I had arrived.
I got to the restaurant first. I always choose busy places on first dates like the one I was about to enter. It makes me feel safe. It also gives me a chance to run through the crowds and disappear if at first glance I do not like what I see. Fortunately as my date came into view I felt my loins began to erupt in flames of desire. My dates name was Marvin and before he spotted me I quickly slipped a little pill into my mouth, swallowed, then walked towards him with a smile. My eyes caught his eyes light up as he glanced at me for the first time. He quickly continued to make strong eye contact and let out a smile that went from ear to ear as we neared each other. Feeling the effects of the pill I strutted over confidently and introduced myself. In my head I thought, “this is going to be way to easy.”
My first instinct was on point. Marvin seemed a little too excited to be meeting me. We quickly sat down at a table and started off with the normal first date talk. I found out where he lived, what he did for work and what hobbies he was into. During our conversation his eyes remained lit up with excitement. Something about this look in a man does amazing things to me. I seem to recognize it within a millisecond. It’s this sparkle in the eye that says they are attracted to me. I rarely feel attractive but when someone stares at you the way Marvin was staring at me you cant help but feel good looking. This sparkle tells me to play it cool as well, be the ken doll they expect me to be and they will idolize me for something I am not. Maybe it is me they like or maybe it is the thought of a perfect white partner that they have dreamed of. Either way the only reality of that sparkle was that I was going to get laid. I remained restrained and cool, thanks to the help of my online pharmacy.
The more Marvin and I talked the more I began to like him. I felt my cool slightly slipping and excused myself to go to the bathroom. This guy was hot and he wanted me! I got out another little pill from my pocket and slipped it into my mouth before returning to the table. We continued to talk about our lives and he got onto the subject of cars. Turns out the one I drove was his dream car. This couldn’t be going any better! I began to chip away at the persona I had put on and began to let myself relax, trying to be me as much as possible while still keeping my voice a few octaves lower than what it wanted to be. Our food came and went along with a few drinks and we were left with the check. Dinner had gone better than I could of hoped for and Marvin still had a twinkle in his eyes when he looked at me. With just a side smile I paid the check, nodded my head towards the restaurant door and headed out. Marvin, wide smile intact, was soon right beside me.
After a few oohs and aws over my car I drove him to my place. A minute after parking I had him through my front door and sprawled out on my bed.
I hadn’t felt a connection like this in a long time. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and our mouths softly caressed one another’s. The scent of his flesh caused my heart and dick to tremor in heat. He ran his hands down my back as I straddled him on my bed. My whole body began to quiver as he ripped off my belt and unzipped my jeans in two quick hand movements. “Wow” I thought to myself, this guy has skills. He continued to rip off my clothes as I did the same to him. Soon we were in nothing but our socks and undies; dry humping each other like two adolescent teens underneath the high school gym bleachers. He pulled our mouths apart and brought his left hand up to his lips, he then licked and spit on it. Quickly after he plunged his wet hand right onto my dick as he pulled my head back towards his to continue making out. This guy was awesome! I was in full-blown heat and all the stresses of my life seemed to be fading away. As I lay on top of him I noticed that he had been grinding me through his underwear, but the only thing I could feel was his hard hip. I hadn’t noticed this before because everything had been so hot and steamy. Copying his movements I brought my hand to my mouth, gave it a lick, and slipped it past the lining of his boxers and into his crotch. Big mistake.
I found out the reason why his hipbones were the only hard thing I could feel as his crotch was aggressively rubbing against me. Between my wet fingers was nothing more than a nubbin. Yes, a nubbin!! It seemed as though what he was packing was no larger than my pinky! I was in disbelief and the fire of heat that had erupted from our encounter was quickly being distinguished. Marvin must have had no idea because he began to groan “oh yea baby rub that big dick”. My mind went mad with thoughts. First of all I was not his "baby". I hate when people call me that. Secondly, he said his big dick? He was joking, right? I continued to stroke this tiny monstrosity through his boxers in disbelief as to what I was feeling. He continued to moan and groan, obviously not realizing my lust had gone from hero to zero and then he started to tell me to suck it. Suck it? Well at least I could see what it looked liked; it couldn’t be as small as I felt. Could it? This guy was hot and great at foreplay. Maybe I had taken too many pills. Out of an urgent need to prove myself wrong I pulled my body up off his and ripped his boxers down. Another mistake.
As soon as I had his boxers to the ground I pulled him to the edge of the bed. As he sat up with his legs wide open and feet on the ground I crawled in between them and brought my head face to face with a dick that would break my heart. In front of me stood an erect penis no larger in girth or height than my pinky. My heart (and my dick) sank to the ground. Marvin, in the midst of a deep groan, seemed to have no idea and began pushing my head into his crotch. Then with his deep voice he began telling me to suck his “Big” dick. Big!?! I didn’t no whether to cry or laugh. He has got to be on more pills than me to think that thing was big! Not only was it tiny his entire ball sack was about the size of a golf ball. He began pushing my head closer and closer into his crotch and I felt my stomach begin to lurch in disgust. I felt as if I was going to puke, I couldn’t do it. I quickly got up and ran into the bathroom.
Once I was safe inside the bathroom with the door shut I realized I needed to try to control my panicked nauseas state. Too bad I was naked and all my pills were in the other room. I was going to have to think this situation through on my own. I hoped that maybe he would just get up and leave and that this situation would be over. I sat cringing naked in my bathroom as I began to here him move. Fuck! He was coming towards the bathroom. I thought quickly and did the one thing I could think of… I pretended to puke.
Marvin came over by the bathroom door as I hurled and hurled into the toilet. Little did he know I had my finger shoved as far as possible down my throat to make me gag. I wasn’t actually vomiting, it just sounded like it. After a few very loud hurls he asked if I was ok, sounding concerned. I took this as my out. I yelled through the door, “I think so, what we ate for dinner must have made me sick.” I gagged a few more times for special effects and wrapped myself up in a towel. I walked out of the bathroom and Marvin was standing near the doorway, still naked. I tried to stop myself but I couldn’t help but glance at his penis. In the light it looked even smaller. He just kind of looked around and asked if I was ok. I told him I thought I would be all right but best to call it a night so I could rest. He got dressed and I showed him out.
The next night my best friend and I googled “micro penis.” The definition and images were spot on of what I had encountered. Marvin contacted me once after to hang out again but nothing came of it. Our schedules were very different. Feeling guilty I could have made this guy feel bad about something he could not do anything about I made sure to tell him I had a great time, before the puking of course, and how attractive he was. The situation thankfully fizzled itself out without anymore encounters and was left on good terms.
After this I realized size does matter. Maybe bigger isn’t as bad as I once thought.