I agree it’s all in your head dude.
I also like hearing about other short in stature guys opposed to taller guys and the relevance to dick size.
I’ve taken a certain amount of crap all my life about being short in height and how this somehow is indicative of my cock size or worthiness as a “man”. I know I’ve written about this before. It’s a pet pevee of mind because there is NO factual basis from which to make such claims.
Now after a year of PE, this little 5 foot seven dude is sporting a 7.5 x 5.5 cock. Not the biggest boy on the block by any means but not the smallest either.
But here’s were it becomes “in our heads”:
When I first started PE’ing I got a lot of unsolicited comments from the wife. I stealth also and she definitely noticed the difference.
Now I don’t get the comments like I used to. She’s also started taking 1, 2 or even 3 days off between sex for “recovery” as she calls it.
She tells me things like your pounding the hell out of it (a good thing she does admit), my pussy’s sore, I’m crampy from your dick, etc, and I need a few days to recover.
Hey Zane while I’m here maybe you could shed some light on this:
My wife does have some pretty intense orgasms and she’s also multi orgasmic. Lately she’s been telling me the more intense the orgasms were, the more crampy she is the next day and the length of crampyness seems to be in direct correlation to the intensity of the orgasms.
Your thoughts?
So after 23 years with same woman you think I would be thinking maybe I should be more understanding. Maybe the dick is tearing it up?
But what do I think instead? My fucked up head says; she lying, your dick isn’t enough. So, it was a sympathy fuck huh. And the worst shit my head wants to tell me: she’s fucking someone else dude and he’s got a HUGE cock.
Now I know all this shit has no basis in reality. It probably comes from reading (into?) to much shit around this place. LOL.
The sex is great and if anything it gets better all the time. She’s even made it her mission to be more open sexually with me.
So the bottom line is: my dicks been getting a lot bigger, she’s becoming more sexually explicit and aggressive with me, and I’m becoming more malcontent with it because my stupid thinking wants to tell me it’s because she learning new tricks with a different dick somewhere else. Now anything is possible, but if you knew how chaotic our life is you’d be telling me it’s a miracle that either of us has the time to fuck at all. Hell, a couple of our friends have even stated; you 2 fuck THAT much, when the hell do you find the time?
And here’s another example:
Tonight we got on the subject, hell if I know how though, of her older sister and her now ex husband. She tells me that her sister said she could fit her ex’s whole cock AND balls in her mouth at once. Naturally I had to bait it, and I said well your sister does have a big fucking mouth (she is known as the family loud mouth). My wife says to me; no! she said it’s because his dick was so small (but she did stay married to him for over 15 years). Now you would think I would be taking pleasure in this conversation but instead I cringed - mostly for him but partly for me also. Even though my wife has told me a thousand time what she thinks of my dick, at that very moment I once again needed to reassured. So I attempted to bait it again.
Well my wife just looks at me and rolls her eyes up and then says; I don’t know why that’s always such a concern of yours anyways. I’ve told you a thousand times I have enough trouble just getting past the head. Then she throws in: do you think I would have stayed around this long if YOU had a dick like that?… (pause).. you’ve got more than enough dick for me… (short pause) …. but if you start touching me again tonight I’m gonna slug your ass. (we had a pretty good night last night).
Again, you would think that I would be pleased at this point. Was I? Well kind of, but a little voice in my head did try to say: bitch is fucking lying to me - and that was the first thought that went through my mind, not the last.
Talk about sabotage man. Wow. See the truth is somehow harder for me to accept sometimes. That I love my wife and that she does love me. And although we have our differences and we’ve been through some tough shit together, she’s more of everything than I give her credit for. She’s also exactly that women I think I’m needing when I think I should be out looking for some strange. That “my woman” is that woman that I always wanted and things are just fine between us…. And still I feel this urge to go dropping spoons in the garbage disposal from time to time. My wife’s even started accusing me of having ADD because of it. Some of us guys just have this hell bent desire to fuck shit up when it’s going great on it’s own. They tell me my biggest trouble is getting out of my own way sometimes.
So yes, I believe it’s all in your head. All that other shit doesn’t really matter. Why sabotage a marriage before it even gets started?
But if you think you’re fucked up, just go back and reread this babble of mine.