Great thread OP, but you are a woman. LOL. I hear women all the time talk about how much stock we put in dick size, but you guys just don't understand. You really don't. Let me ask you this: Do you know how it feels to walk around with at 6 inch clitoris? As a young boy, you slow dance with a girl with big boobs, and your sh*t gets harder than "times in '29." Your smoking hot teacher walks by and the next thing you're trying to do is put your book(s) over your crotch, trying to hide what nature has blessed/cursed you with. Hey, you ain't been with one single woman yet and don't know the emotional hell that'll bring because you don't know about premature ejaculation, or anything like that. Yet. But before you get there, you have to take your clothes off infront of other boys and you find yourself unconcisously comparing yourselves. You look at yours, peek at theirs, look back at yours, look at the other dudes, look back at yours, . . . feel me? LOL! Then you watch movies, listen to songs, read books, etc . . . and all the talk about is how big some dudes "love pole" was and how the heroine swooned at its sight. All this time your wondering, "Wow, what is this sex thing all about? I can't wait to get me some." So you get older, see and notice more beautiful women and become more conscisous of what this big 6" clitoris can do and how/what it reacts to. Then one day, the little girl from down the street decides to give you some play. No, not just some play. She decides to change you life. SHE decides that this is the day she loses HERself to you. She has decided that you will take her virginity and make her a woman. When you woke up that morning you had no idea this was gonna' happen. You've wanted it too. You've bragged to your boys about what you'd do. You've told yourself what you'd to. You fantasized about it. But like being in a gun battle, you don't know how you're gonna react until your in the middle of the "sh*t."
Well, now you're done. You had sex. You convinced a woman to give themselves to you. But it was nothing like you expected. It was "good," but nothing like you expected. It was different. It was weird 'cause you didn't really know what your were doing, really. Then, to top it off, you hear that your partner told everybody about it and she said you had a small wanger, you lasted maybe 2 minutes, and that you were a lousy lay. You've just opened yourself up to the world of performance anxiety. Now every woman looks at your like you damaged goods. You're a good guy, but some girl who decided to actually give you a shot has wronged you. Now every time you step up and take you time at bat, you hope you can perform, whatever the hell that means. You age, get older, have more experiences and realize that all this time you thought you were doing the nasty like professional you've seen in all thise movies, your significant other tells you hat shes' never really had an orgasm and that you've never satisfied her in all the years you've been together. As a matter of fact, she faked all those orgasms just to make YOU feel better.
See, I dig your thread. It was good. But it's from a females perspective. There are alot of hurt people out there hiding behind false bravado. Lots of men been hurt by women they loved who always seem to get that last dig in by saying "he had a small penis and he couldn't fuck."
Oh, by the way, how messed up is that the small clit you guys have doesn't have to carry the performance burden that ours do? It takes you guys, what, a minimum of 8 minutes to come with direct clitoral stimulation? But we have to make sure you guys are mentally in tune, you feel good about how you look in certain positions, how you look with the lights on, if we need to cut our whisker's cause were chaffing you when we're down there, etc . . . Us? sh*t, just take your top off, give us a hand job, let us sitck it in for 90 seconds, and we're shooting like a Fourth of July fireworks display. God forbid we come to fast. You ever had a chick look at you after you just couldn't control it? It's as if you cheated on her or something.
Now tell me again that we put to much stock in dicksize.
Oh, did I cover the racial stereotypes?
I remember this girl, she was constantly smiling and laughing in class with her friends and than she looked at me flirty. After class I went up to her and just asked what was all the laughing about. She told me she had heard one of the students in class had a small babydick and she started laughing like crazy. I was like: okay .... you know 