Average Penis Forum: Yes, I'm Average

Hi. My name is Saul, and I have an average penis.

There, I said it officially. Let the meeting begin.

I started this journey with a generous 6x5, and you all know what I mean by generous, right? I mean jamming that ruler into my pelvic bone until I feel it in my anus, then willing the marks to shift in my favor. Girth? Let’s keep that measurement loose, shall we, maybe fudge with a good squeeze, grip it in one hand and fumble with the measuring tape in the other. Yep. That reads five. Five-ish. Dammit. Close enough, we’ll call it five. Damn, are there ~really~ guys who are six or seven?

Can’t say I’ve ever been “proud” of my penis. My brother, yeah, he’ll tell you all about his. He’s got the family pecker, the one my dad got, the one that skipped me and landed on my teenage son. My wife caught my son this past summer with his girlfriend. She got a good look at it and said, Yeah, that boy ain’t got ~nothing~ to worry about. Her exact words and emphasis, and she turned beet red. It shows in his pants, and he’s taller, and he’s better looking, and he’s smarter and a better drummer than I ever was, so what dad would not be proud of a son who is that much of an improvement! (Hope he keeps his hair.)

Ok, back to pecker talk. I had a group of girls in high school, in my physics lab at the next table, who I think had a weird sort of sadistic crush on me. They wanted me to tutor them through physics. Funny, I was the #2 in class, one of the girls was the #3, and she bumped up to #1 on graduation because I helped her through physics. Dumbass. I feel like that eagle who was shot with an arrow fletched with one of his own feathers.

Anyway, they used to call me Pinky Man. I’m not only smart, but short, and kinda cute in an adorable way. At least I used to be cute. I’m mid-40s, so cute has been replaced by creeper, stop ogling my daughter old man! But back then, they would say Pinky Man and hold up their pinky fingers. One of them had suffered her virginity to my brother (he put her in the hospital), and so I guess they were talking genetics. I told one of them, the #3, who was holding up her pinky, Welp, that’s one less penis to worry about in that nasty snatch.

Not the best comeback, but it was enough to hush them up when they realized wasn’t gonna be goaded about my pecker. I remember a lot of the guys watching, and none of them joined in the fun. Sort of like watching the little guy get beat up, but not get beaten, if you know what I mean.

Condoms fit all right, but when I pull out sometimes there’s a one or two inch flap of condom hanging off the top, and I’m like.. Well.. Fuck. Broke a few, slipped a few, so sort of a wash there.

I’ve worn Magnums. Yep. Average Joe in a Mag. Sort of like wearing my dad’s workshirt. Kinda loose and I had to roll up the sleeves, but it fit. Yeah.. It fit. It didn’t slip off, so I’m convinced it fit.

I save a lot on lotion.

Had one girl ask me over the phone, never met, she said, You sound really cute. Do you have a ten inch cock? I said, Hell no, but how about I do you twice as long with half as much.

Now that’s a comeback! She said, Mmm, that sounds good.

There’s one point you all should remember. Girls know the difference between cocky and cock. They may like cock, but they ~love~ cocky. Cockiness goes a long way.

Never had to worry about teeth during oral. And they don’t have to deep throat. They just sort of shallow throat me down to the base, and most of them spend quite a while down there. At least they used to. Many years ago. Fading memory.. Fading.. Fading.. Gone.

Want extra girth? Flip her onto her side and lazy dog it (look up that term). Pry her legs apart. Add a finger. Boom. Instant girth. Plus you can hit the clit or she can use her toy.

No worries about cervical bruising. Pound it hard as you want. That part I think women really enjoy about average penises. There’s no fear involved, no undercurrent thought that she’s going to tear or be sore tomorrow. Likewise, I don’t have to think about it, either. We can just roll around like two spider monkeys fighting over a cantaloupe.

I have no idea what that last part means, but it pretty much describes ideal sex for me.

Of course, there’s nothing unique to her about an average penis, either. You’ll have to do more than thump her on the ass and jam it in. I got really good with my tongue. Made a girl’s hands go numb in college once. One fun trick you can only do once, in the beginning, is to go down on her and let her finish. Go soft while she orgasming, a little fingering and sucking because they get real sensitive, and then, just after she begins to settle but before it’s completely finished, grab her by the ass, both hands, ram your face into it and punish her clit with your tongue. I mean be gentle, don’t hurt her, but take advantage of that sensitivity and keep her clamped while she pounds you on the head and yells at you to stop, stop stop goddammit stop you sonovabitch stop!

But don’t stop. Keep her clamped until she drags you and the sheets and everything else off the bed and onto the floor. She will probably scratch you and damage you skull, but it’s worth it.

Trust me, only try this once, then the joke’s over. I had one threaten to cut off my hands if I did that again, but she couldn’t stop orgasming for like ten minutes. She was a mess. We couldn’t finish (her legs went out and she was pissed), but she told her girlfriends about it. I recall her mumbling about it at a party, having discussed it earlier I guess, and that sort of stuff gets you the same look as when they discuss Battle of the Bulge and everyone wants to see for themselves. It gets them thinking, and ain’t that the trick.

Never had a peeper over the top of my underwear band. I’ve heard guys talk about it.

What else.. Too many stories to recollect.

How about the other Average Joes out there? Speak up. Be proud.

And be confident. I see a lot of posts asking what is the perfect size. You dumbasses, look at the data and stop arguing anecdotal opinions based on the one-dimensional dataset of your own experiences. Stop with the Some-girls argument, we’re talking typical results, not fliers, outliers and exceptions or 2-sigma variants.

Folks, Mother Nature has spoken. She likes average. You can never go wrong with average.

I am Saul, and I am average. At least for now.. ;)

- Saul

Hear the average man ROAR.

Much respect Saul. Truly. If I were blessed with half your testicular fortitude back before PE I may have never came to it at all.

Very well: I’m sort of rather confused how people equate confidence, charm, attractiveness to having a big cock. Unless, a women has heard about a guy with a big cock, she may try it for novelty purposes.

Cocky-confident, funny, charming, good looks, height, lean muscles and being wealthy and some combination of those beat big cock, at least in the initial attraction.

Ceteris paribus, of course, women would prefer somebody with a better endowment. Those are the Tiger Woods, Michael Jordan, Joe Montana in the world of fucking. But it is already rare to have 7x5.5 or higher as it is rare to see Tiger Woods, Michael Jordan and Joe Montana on the streets. Ok, obviously, those athletes are one is hundreds of thousands, but you get the point.

It’s a social cue. Cultural. We associate “bigger is better” with almost everything, especially in the US. Combine that with extreme sizes in porn (big or small) and you get the myth and fish stories.

It’s bullshit but we as men purport it in the classroom and locker room long before any woman can tell us about the value of penis size.

Yep, we fall into our bullshit. As you said before, “we are the worst critics of our cocks.”

I never have cared about all this physical stuff. I’m short, too, always said I never met a woman who was taller on her back. Plus, if you think about it, dating a taller woman puts your face right where you like it. Sixty-nine is out, but meh, not much else changes. I used to stand on a step and kiss this one girl so she could tilt her head back. I had to pull the seat forward when I drove her car, and her new boyfriend found a pair of pants I’d forgotten and wondered if they were hers, because they looked small. She told me he laughed about it, but she said it while we were kissing, and I remember her saying she had forgotten how beautiful I am. That was an odd compliment, to be called beautiful, but I’ll take it! We just about got back together, but living in different cities snuffed it.

This one guy in eighth grade used to mess with me, called me Shrimp all the time. I had just moved to that school, and his nickname was Baby Huey, because he was pretty big. I told him, You’re gonna feel funny telling your daddy when you get him that you got beat up by a little shrimp. He said, Fight me after school. I said, Let’s do it right here where everyone can see you get smacked around by a little shrimp. I met him after school and was winning the fight (yes, unbelievable because I recall almost jumping to hit his chin), but some guy driving by broke us up. His backup guy is still my best friend, went camping this past summer together. He says about that fight that he couldn’t believe I was winning, either. I’m quick, or used to be.

I dunno. I never have understood most physical insecurities. Nobody cares. Trust me, nobody cares. It’s like your motorcycle, if you have one. Nobody cares what bike you ride — they only care what bike ~they~ ride.

We care about ourselves, and that’s it. Nobody else gives a shit, trust me trust me trust me. We’re our own worst critic. Learn to shut up that critic and you’ll find a whole bunch of confidence.

I’m PE’ing not for lack of confidence, but out of an abundance of boredom, curiosity (will it actually work?), and to improve EQ as I trudge toward 50 in a few years. I’m certainly not doing it under the belief it will make me more desirable to my wife. Stop being an ass-hat and grow up, that’s the trick for impressing my wife, not tugging my pecker in the bathroom at work.

- Saul

I’m average too! ☝️️

I started at 6 1/8 BPEL & 5 1/8 MEG. I never thought much about my size. Got a few compliments over these last few decades. Few enough that I remember each one.

Never had any complaints other than a small dick insult from a mentally unbalanced psycho during an argument several months ago. I had scoured the PE forums & knew what average was, so I laughed & pitied her a little.

I’ve always been able to pound away. Only bottomed out a couple of times. Oral is great. Deep throating is routine. I never feel any teeth. Condoms felt tight, but I never busted one.

Yeah, ole’ average dick, it’s been good. Nothing but good memories between us. No hard feelings as we move on & up to bigger & better things.

Right on!

I knew it wasn’t long until I saw ” moderator” under your name.

You probably saw it first. I spent my first day screwing around locked out till late. Missed the welcoming parade. *chuckles*

But, I’ll do the best I can.

Yep. I dated a psycho as well. She used that small cock line on me all the time.

This made me laugh out loud. If every guy did PE because they were bored, there’s be a LOT of hung men in the world - LOL!

I hate to be the one who says this but average wins. Average faces are found to be the most attractive:

Face Research ⇒ Students ⇒ Topic 3: Are attractive faces only average?

I’d also be willing to bet that the same goes for height, muscularity, penis size and income (yes income). There have been many interviews with prostitutes and porn stars. They all always say that they prefer 6" penises. I saw a video of Sara Jay, known for being a size queen, explaining that the perfect size is two of her hands and a head. That gives about 6.5-7", and she’s the queen of size queens. Statistically, men with larger penises are more likely to get cheated on:

The Larger Your Penis, The More Likely Your Wife Will Cheat Says New Study | HuffPost Life

Also, your statement is so true about people only caring about themselves. To compound this, we are most attracted to people who look like us:

http://www.thed atereport.com/d … -look-like-you/

What’s boredom? I have children. This word doesn’t exist in my vocabulary.