What the...
Today I heard that my sister had told embarrassing secrets about Maikeru to his new beau, Sergio. She'd been to coffee with him after a movie when Maikeru went to work, and inadvertedly revealed to him that Maikeru spends unusually long wiping his man-bits after taking a leak. Apparently Sergio took a moment to process this before venturing that maybe he just has "so much of it to wipe". My sister told him not really. Which is true.
Anyway, when she'd told Maikeru about the man-bits revelation, he'd blown his top. Apparently it's terrible that now Sergio thinks he has a small dick, when in his own opinion it's bigger than average. I don't see what the big deal is. It's not like Sergio would ever enjoy the benefits of his allegedly bigger than average wang anyway.
I've seen it and it's not that impressive!
But this got me thinking whether, for gay males, lenght or girth is more of an issue. I guess I should ask Maikeru. It just pisses me off how evasive he gets when I ask him about his sexual preferences. I need someone who'll tell me anything I want to know and actually feel bad if I don't want to hear each and every sordid detail. Which of course would never happen, because there's nothing I wouldn't want to know. Unless it's about tailselfbuggery.
Yes, lately I've been thinking about prostates. And today I ate marzipan.
Anyway, when she'd told Maikeru about the man-bits revelation, he'd blown his top. Apparently it's terrible that now Sergio thinks he has a small dick, when in his own opinion it's bigger than average. I don't see what the big deal is. It's not like Sergio would ever enjoy the benefits of his allegedly bigger than average wang anyway.
I've seen it and it's not that impressive!
But this got me thinking whether, for gay males, lenght or girth is more of an issue. I guess I should ask Maikeru. It just pisses me off how evasive he gets when I ask him about his sexual preferences. I need someone who'll tell me anything I want to know and actually feel bad if I don't want to hear each and every sordid detail. Which of course would never happen, because there's nothing I wouldn't want to know. Unless it's about tailselfbuggery.
Yes, lately I've been thinking about prostates. And today I ate marzipan.