I WISH my dad knew about Penis Enlargement and told me when I was young. Would have changed a lot in my life.
First off, when I was in eighth grade I used to steal looks at the urinals, checking out myself compared to other guys. To my horror I discovered that although I was a fairly early bloomer at 11 but that my classmates had not only matched me, they had nearly all surpassed me! Since that time I have not been able to use a public urinal if someone else was using one. Now, at 37, I'm able to pee if no one is in the room or if it's really loud, has good coverage, and if I'm lucky. Otherwise it's cop a squat.
When high school came around it was even worse. It seemed that everyone had some hang but me! I'm definitely a grower but when I'm flaccid I look like a little boy. Just under 2" flaccid and about the same in girth. Having a fairly thick fat pad didn't help either. Other guys needed jock straps, I did not. The guys at my school were cool and didn't tease me about it but by the time I was a senior the fresHydromaxen were swinging in the showers and save for the few who were just starting puberty, I was the smallest. The worst was one night when my two best friends and I were hanging out getting high and they were talking about who had the smallest dick in school. I wanted to change the subject because I knew I could be targeted. I'll never forget Eric talking about one guy then suddenly laughing to himself and saying, "Wait. You know who has the smallest dick in school? YOU!" And he pointed straight at me! I was mortified but I laughed along with him and made some comment about, 'big things in small packages' but they knew it was a lie. Happily, being my friends, they dropped the subject but they couldn't stop laughing.
I had sex at this point. Once with a local girl who let me go down on her but not much else and another girl who was hot for me but who I didn't think much of. In retrospect I regret it didn't happen with someone I loved but short of a one or two nights with drunken chicks in college and a visit to a Nevada brothel, I've been celibate since. That means I haven't had sex in ten years. Part of that was the onset of AIDs in the straight community and my inability to find a condom that fit. I kid you not. I finally found the Lifestyles Snugger Fit (nice euphemism, no?) which actually DO fit me, so I keep a box in my dresser. It's my hope chest, hehe.
I've asked several doctors about Penis Enlargement of one kind or another but all had me firmly convinced that I'm stuck with what my genes gave me. I'm not even sure that's really the case because I've seen my dad naked and I know he's bigger flaccid than I am hard, which is basically 5"L, 3"G. He's much thicker too.
I want Penis Enlargement to work so badly. I don't have many years of relative youth left and I want to find a nice woman and have a family. Right now I don't believe I'm, "man enough", to please a woman. It might sound stupid because I'm an expert on going down, but I look at my penis and I see one that hasn't changed much since I was a boy.
There's a lot I have to do. I'm on Propecia to keep my hair and, for me, it's worked great. I love the stuff though it seems to make my body hair thinner despite what it does for my head, hehe. I need to lose a lot of weight too. Substituting food for sex will help you gain pounds particularly when you have a desk jockey job. Oh and I have to quit smoking too. Ugh.
Looking back I see how my feelings about penis size have made me lose precious years of my life. Never had a girlfriend, never felt comfortable around other men in a locker room (hence the gym avoidance), never felt I filled-out my jeans enough to look good. Do I have psychological issues NOT related to my dick? Hell yes. But it's the most prominent. When I was in my late teens and early twenties I worked out a lot. Even though I was in excellent shape with really good muscle definition it didn't do anything for my self-esteem. No matter how cut I looked I still had that boydick dangling from my nads.
Which leads me back to the thread that started this one, telling your dad about Penis Enlargement. I never EVER felt close enough to my father to tell him about my problem. I probably should have gone to a shrink about it and that's also on my list of things to do but how I wish I could have told him about it. I've already decided that should I be blessed with a son that I will tell him about what happened to me and that, if he wants, I will help him any way I can to prevent what HELL I've been through.
All I can say is thank god for the internet. Had it not been for that I would still be at a loss believing nothing could change. I still, logically, have a really hard time believing Penis Enlargement works but from all the information I've gathered and pics I've seen it can't be that EVERYONE is lying and that EVERY pic is photoshopped.
The hard part, other than quitting smoking, is going to be able to go into a gym and start working out. Just as hard is going into the showers and not being so embarrassed I look uncomfortable.
I took some pics of my nether regions a few weeks ago and I don't quite feel comfortable sharing them yet. Maybe as time goes by I'll do a before/after, but for now, no.
Wish me luck guys, I'm starting some really difficult stuff and I don't want to start Penis Enlargement until I've stopped smoking for a while and my circulation has improved. I'm taking some vacation time to do it because my job deals with the public and I don't want to get fired for being so edgy the slightest annoyance will cause me to choke some poor customer. .
Anyway, if you've read this far, my thanks. And thanks to everyone who's posted here, DLD and Gandolf in particular. It might sound odd coming from a straight guy but seeing your penii has really inspired me :D .
Thanks!
First off, when I was in eighth grade I used to steal looks at the urinals, checking out myself compared to other guys. To my horror I discovered that although I was a fairly early bloomer at 11 but that my classmates had not only matched me, they had nearly all surpassed me! Since that time I have not been able to use a public urinal if someone else was using one. Now, at 37, I'm able to pee if no one is in the room or if it's really loud, has good coverage, and if I'm lucky. Otherwise it's cop a squat.
When high school came around it was even worse. It seemed that everyone had some hang but me! I'm definitely a grower but when I'm flaccid I look like a little boy. Just under 2" flaccid and about the same in girth. Having a fairly thick fat pad didn't help either. Other guys needed jock straps, I did not. The guys at my school were cool and didn't tease me about it but by the time I was a senior the fresHydromaxen were swinging in the showers and save for the few who were just starting puberty, I was the smallest. The worst was one night when my two best friends and I were hanging out getting high and they were talking about who had the smallest dick in school. I wanted to change the subject because I knew I could be targeted. I'll never forget Eric talking about one guy then suddenly laughing to himself and saying, "Wait. You know who has the smallest dick in school? YOU!" And he pointed straight at me! I was mortified but I laughed along with him and made some comment about, 'big things in small packages' but they knew it was a lie. Happily, being my friends, they dropped the subject but they couldn't stop laughing.
I had sex at this point. Once with a local girl who let me go down on her but not much else and another girl who was hot for me but who I didn't think much of. In retrospect I regret it didn't happen with someone I loved but short of a one or two nights with drunken chicks in college and a visit to a Nevada brothel, I've been celibate since. That means I haven't had sex in ten years. Part of that was the onset of AIDs in the straight community and my inability to find a condom that fit. I kid you not. I finally found the Lifestyles Snugger Fit (nice euphemism, no?) which actually DO fit me, so I keep a box in my dresser. It's my hope chest, hehe.
I've asked several doctors about Penis Enlargement of one kind or another but all had me firmly convinced that I'm stuck with what my genes gave me. I'm not even sure that's really the case because I've seen my dad naked and I know he's bigger flaccid than I am hard, which is basically 5"L, 3"G. He's much thicker too.
I want Penis Enlargement to work so badly. I don't have many years of relative youth left and I want to find a nice woman and have a family. Right now I don't believe I'm, "man enough", to please a woman. It might sound stupid because I'm an expert on going down, but I look at my penis and I see one that hasn't changed much since I was a boy.
There's a lot I have to do. I'm on Propecia to keep my hair and, for me, it's worked great. I love the stuff though it seems to make my body hair thinner despite what it does for my head, hehe. I need to lose a lot of weight too. Substituting food for sex will help you gain pounds particularly when you have a desk jockey job. Oh and I have to quit smoking too. Ugh.
Looking back I see how my feelings about penis size have made me lose precious years of my life. Never had a girlfriend, never felt comfortable around other men in a locker room (hence the gym avoidance), never felt I filled-out my jeans enough to look good. Do I have psychological issues NOT related to my dick? Hell yes. But it's the most prominent. When I was in my late teens and early twenties I worked out a lot. Even though I was in excellent shape with really good muscle definition it didn't do anything for my self-esteem. No matter how cut I looked I still had that boydick dangling from my nads.
Which leads me back to the thread that started this one, telling your dad about Penis Enlargement. I never EVER felt close enough to my father to tell him about my problem. I probably should have gone to a shrink about it and that's also on my list of things to do but how I wish I could have told him about it. I've already decided that should I be blessed with a son that I will tell him about what happened to me and that, if he wants, I will help him any way I can to prevent what HELL I've been through.
All I can say is thank god for the internet. Had it not been for that I would still be at a loss believing nothing could change. I still, logically, have a really hard time believing Penis Enlargement works but from all the information I've gathered and pics I've seen it can't be that EVERYONE is lying and that EVERY pic is photoshopped.
The hard part, other than quitting smoking, is going to be able to go into a gym and start working out. Just as hard is going into the showers and not being so embarrassed I look uncomfortable.
I took some pics of my nether regions a few weeks ago and I don't quite feel comfortable sharing them yet. Maybe as time goes by I'll do a before/after, but for now, no.
Wish me luck guys, I'm starting some really difficult stuff and I don't want to start Penis Enlargement until I've stopped smoking for a while and my circulation has improved. I'm taking some vacation time to do it because my job deals with the public and I don't want to get fired for being so edgy the slightest annoyance will cause me to choke some poor customer. .
Anyway, if you've read this far, my thanks. And thanks to everyone who's posted here, DLD and Gandolf in particular. It might sound odd coming from a straight guy but seeing your penii has really inspired me :D .
Thanks!
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