Warning: Illicit and Potentially Offensive Content
So, it turns out that he has a condition known as “micropenis.” This basically means, to you who are unaware, that his penis is less than three inches long, fully erect. It basically looks like a large clitoris, sitting atop two balls.
“Suck my big, fat cock,” he said. “You like that big dick?”
I’m in such a sate of shock that I am actually dizzy. I am literally dizzy. I was shocked to actually come across a micropenis. I was more shocked by his apparent lack of micropenis awareness. I grip it in my hand and it’s lost, so I’m limited to only using my thumb and index finger.
“Yeah,” he says. “Yeah, man, stroke that long, hard cock. Work it.”
I’m now pretty much only doing volunteer work. I’m doing all of this purely out of pity. This isn’t really that different from donating money to diabetes research or donating books to the Invisible Children. It occurs to me that maybe now, with minimal to no guilt, I don’t have to donate to either of these causes. I can keep all of the money I get and use it for dating, something I’m clearly going to have to do a good amount more of.
:( You said you wouldn’t ever tell anyone about that…
3 years ago • 4 notes
