Is It In Yet????

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I have been doing some ball stretching and it has been paying off, I still don’t have big balls but they ain’t as tight. And yeah this is one of my favorite threads it’s really great to hear when someone made up there mind to PE

What kind of ball stretching are you doing? I need to incorporate this into my PE. I love when my balls swing!

HEY! Anybody else have a story of WHY they started PE? Don’t be shy!

Heya everybody.

I’ve been lurking for a couple of weeks now, reading, studying and getting ready to launch into yet another aspect of re-inventing myself at age 42.

I’e been married for about 11 years ( 2nd time around, the 1st one I’ll talk about soon enough). My wife is a great lady, albeit we’ve had our moments where we just can’t seem to communicate. She’s more than content with my 6.25BPEL x 4.75EG ( don’t carve that in stone, I could be botching the measurement a little. By the way, is a ruler sticking out your ass any indication that I’m pressing too hard?)

Well, I’m not content with it. I posess an infantile flaccid hang myself, and yeah I drink a ton of coffee, and lots of water too. I wish my nuts were bigger also. If you saw the way I drive, you would think I have a couple of cantaloupes between my legs, but I don’t. I’m gong to get some Damania myself, and I’m thinking of trying Nitric Oxide to help improve my gym workouts, which should be a nice side benefit to lil’ Willy.

I’ve been reading intently here, and realized that for the most part, y’all are a bunch of friendly, helpful dudes. And the resident ladies are great as well. I’m not ready to snap and slap pics yet, but I know that when I do, you folks are nothing but encouraging and positive.

KOG, great post. You and I have a ton in common. Twatteaser, your stuff is a great read, but I don’t know if I would trust you around my children or pets…….just kidding. 789, it’ll almost seem like I’m plagarizing your story, hehe. I’ve also read intently DLD’s stuff here, and did take a peek at MOS, but I really feel a stronger sense of brotherhood here, so here I am.

Is it in yet?

I never heard that per se’. But I have similar trauma, I suppose. My ex-wife, whom I married when I was 21, was a slut. Sluts don’t reform, but I didn’t have that figured out when I was a young lad. All I knew is that she was pregnant, and I tried to do the noble thing by marrying her, quietly hoping that she had sewn her wild oats. Not. Anyways, to condense bandwidth, and keep you all from drifting asleep, fast forward to the day I suspected her banging this guy who drove for the same trucking company I worked for. Took a ride over to the assholes house, and there was our car. Knocked on the door, and no answer, so I ripped it off the hinges. ( I’m 6’5, 200lbs., so I could ). They were dressing. I was going to just kill the dude right there with my bare hands, and it dawned on me that it was her, and he was just doing what any other guy would have done with a willing, married slut. We weren’t friends or anything.

So I left. Got my shit, and washed my hands of the bitch. Her and 1 year old kid go back to mommys house, and I just engross myself in work. But it didn’t take away the pain, and I just didn’t give a flying fuck about anything. Take a tractor trailer, do 85MPH past a NYS Trooper, flip him the bird and see how long you keep your commercial drivers license. I hit rock bottom pretty quick. No CDL, no job. No job, no money. No money, no place to stay. ( I’m not even going to touch on my whole dysfunctional family situation at this point, lets just leave it at “no place to stay”). I remember standing on an overpass, with about a 300 foot drop, ready to jump, wind blowing though my hair, and at that point, I just decided to keep on living. So I dug in and tried to pull it all back together.

Is it in yet?

I know, I’m getting to it. Fast forward a couple of years. I’ve got my CDL back, I own a rig of my own, an ‘80 Trans Am Pace car that I stuffed a small block Chevy engine in. I’m tan, I’ve got the Don Johnson threads ( but not the Don Johnson penis). But I’m not dating anyone, I’m insecure about my dick size, and I’ve been burnt.

It’s Saturday, and I’m picking up my daughter for the day. Ex is having some jackass tupperware party with a bunch of women, some of whom I knew from our marriage. I’m at the front door, and she sez, ” Hey, why don’t you come inside and drop your pants so the girls here can see why I left you…..” And they all burst out laughing.

“Fuck you and die” was all I could muster up to say. I’m glad my kid was in the car. I would have sold my soul at that moment for a 7” flaccid…….. I really would have.

Ironically, she wanted my and my little dick back the minute I started dating my current wife. Bitch. I eventually chalked her off as being mental and got on with my life.

So, I find a great lady, and eventually marry her. We “get religion”. I lose my business, since I have to compete with everyone in the trucking industry who fudges their numbers. Get a shitty job, drivng a shitty truck, for shitty money. Sell the car ( not a family vehicle, plus I can’t afford 2, so I didn’t want to see it completely destroyed in the upstate NY winters) That’s the best way I can describe what happened. 7 years later, I’m 265lbs. and drinking like Dean Martin on Friday night. I’m not interested in sex, just because we both don’t really work at it like we did when we were dating. Sorry, frumpy clothes and no makeup and puppy breath doesn’t send me in hornyorbit. And I was no “steal” either. Fat, with a micropeenie that didn’t want to be bothered, since it was marinated in alcohol 3/4 of the time.

Fast forward to last summer. I’m making a late night delivery in a Baltimore pizza chain resturant, when a dude attempts to rob the store. I’m standing there with a gun pressed to my temple and the best way to sum it up was that I didn’t feel the “comfort” that I would wind up in a better place, should the asshole pull the trigger. So when it all shook out, I decided to quit doing the Church stuff. It created a huge rift between the missus and me, soon thereafter, I’m out the door, staying at a friends house, wondering what the hell to do with my life. So I started digging in again. I quit the habitual drinking ( I still have a beer or 2 from time to time ). Lost the weight, started working out, decided I missed cigarettes and I lightly smoke. Got myself down to 200 lbs. and 12% bodyfat. (I can’t even begin to stress what a difference that makes with the willy. Lose the fatpad, gain an inch, at least.) Started tanning for the winter ( I get the blues in the fall…….mild S.A.D. ) So, I’m looking pretty good at the moment.

The wife and I sort of worked things out, and I’m back home, but I still wonder. I’d love to do PE to please her, but I’m sure I have more selfish motivations than that. Remember, she’s “content”. I’m not. I don’t want to snuggle up to the urinal anymore. I want a nice bulge. I want to be able to drop my pants at my ex-wifes next tupperware party and say, “She left me because she couldn’t handle this…..”

Now if I could just figure out how to con craig68 out of his avatar……..LOL.

Cya.

Oscar.. that was a great read.

OM,
What a great fucking thread. Take your story and turn your life into something positive. Grow your dick into a monster like some of these guys have. I have stated many times that I am committed to PE but not possessed. (Sometimes I think I state this when I feel like taking a couple of weeks off and this gives me my excuse.) I am back at it hard now. I just started hanging this week thanks to my friends CaptnHook and PirateSteve. Let me assure you, that if I can grow my dick ANYBODY can with a little time and commitment. You will find the guys around here really helpful and supportive. You are already reading through the stuff so your on your way.

Good luck with your gains.

789

OM,

It took me a couple of months to turn PE from work to a habit I won’t kick. I’m sure PE can be a very awarding venture for you, so get started for real and keep reading. Looking forward to more great posts of yours!

Firstly, great thread! The sheer towering honesty on display here is overwhelming, so many great stories posted. I’d love to point them out specifically, but I’m afraid I’d leave somebody’s name out in the process. So, suffice it to say, I was very impressed by them all. :)

Secondly, while I’m guilty of the woe-is-me routine far too often, I must count myself lucky that I haven’t had to endure the kind of supreme mean-spiritedness that some of you have. To be honest, the worst story I can come up with is the following:

When I was 16 I was messing around with this female friend of mine. Our relationship was largely platonic, but there was also definite sexual tension between us. Well, while we were messing around, we made our way out to her pool in her backyard. I didn’t have any swimming trunks with me, but she told me to just dive in with my boxers on. I did and my boxers immediately stuck to my package like Crazy Glue, totally revealing its outline. She saw this, and while she never said anything directly about it, her facial expression told the whole story. I could see this look of dejection steal across her face… and that was that. I knew I was never getting any punani from her.

And while that look on her face, that look of utter disappointment, still haunts me, the reality is that I’ve had “issues” with my johnson going all the way back to when I saw my first porn flick at the age of 10. I don’t remember the name of the flick, but it had Peter f*cking North in it, for goodness sake, and, after seeing his wang in all its large, semen-launching glory, I instantly felt like I didn’t measure up.

However, that’s really my own damn fault. I mean, nobody made me feel inadequate by pushing that video in my face and proclaiming: “YOU MUST LOOK LIKE THIS!” No, I did that all by my lonesome. Much like a woman who kvetches too much about her weight, I freely concede that I probably spend too much time beating myself up over the size of my penis. I also freely concede that that likely won’t stop anytime soon. Even if PE proves successful for me, I’ll probably always see myself in something akin to the fashion I did when I was 10 and first viewed that Peter North video.

Oh, sweet masochism, I know thee well. Haha.

Hey Oscar,
I think you’re going to fit right in here. That was a great story, and I can’t wait for the day when you start a thread about how you dicksmacked your ex-wife in public.

My avatar? Hmmm. You can have it after you gain your first inch, although I’m sure you’ve got bigger incentives.

Welcome aboard,
Craig

Oscar,

Fantastic post, man. You and I have more in common than you may think, to tell the truth. I shared an experience with a high school girlfriend, because it was part of that time in my life that I realized something wasn’t the way I needed it to be in my pants. My marriage life parallels your own experiences in many ways (even though I’m still on wife number 1).

Wow amazing thread and really good story’s that make you feel the pain.

As for me I’ve never had an “Is it in moment.” At 22 I’m still a virgin but now that I think about it, it doesn’t seem as bad anymore. Just recently I realized that I’ve got a small dick. At 5” I’m smaller than average but through out my life I’ve never payed attention to what the average size was or how big I actually was. All I knew is that I was bigger than my brother when I was 12 and he was 10. I haven’t seen his penis since. And I’m obviously bigger than my 9 year old half-brother whom I accidentally walked in on. I don’t think I’ve seen any other penis’s and have never compared them to my own so I never had any size complexes.

The major point is that I haven’t had sex or shown my dick to a girl. So obviously I haver never heard one say anything about it. But I’m wondering if not having a sexual experience is a good or a bad thing. If I did there is a good chance that she would have commented on its smallness which would probably have crushed me. But then again I haven’t been with a girl. I don’t know what is more painful, being told I’m small or never experiencing sex?

But now I”m kind of stuck. I want to get laid ASAP but if it does happen soon, its going to happen with my teeny-weeny. Or if I wait till I have a decent dick through PE but that most likely will take months likely years and I definitely can’t wait that long. All I can do is hope that I can get laid soon and she would be a kind girl and not make any mean comments. Or maybe if I pray hard enough I’ll wake up with an 8” next week and a girl will throw herself on me. “Hey it could happen”

Oscar,

Excellent post Mate! It seems like I just sat down with you in some smoke filled bar somewhere and we just got talking. Unreal, just unreal!
I’m with Craig68, heres hoping you one day (soon) dicksmack the ex!

Maxtro,
PLEASE,PLEASE, don’t be in a rush to lose your virginity! I didn’t lose mine until I was a little younger than you and it turned out to be the best thing ever for me. You see, it was with the woman I then married! Because we were each others first, we are now living happly ever after! No worries about past boy friends for me!

I, like you was a virgin until I was 20. A lack of confidence, coupled with the fact that I scoured my stepfathers Penthouses religiously from age 11 on, reading every letter to the Penthouse forum, where in every story, the guy had at least 9” of meat, and the girth of a soda can. Or if the chick wrote it, she would say stuff like, “I almost fainted when I saw how HUGE it was.” I’d look down between my legs, and figure I was the freak here, muttering to myself, “It’s just not fair….” I bought the hype, it haunted me for years, so much that I even found some comfort here looking at the pics and realizing I’m not alone. Don’t fall into the trap that I did.

Don’t wait for the right dick, wait for the right girl. My ex-wife knew I was sensitive about my dick size, and used it against me. Work on technique, use what you have well. Women have a lot more buttons than at the end of their vagina. Push them all. I think that most of the guys here who have made gains will be better lovers than a guy born with a telephone pole between his legs. Since I’m a newb here, I feel kind of funky dispensing advice, but at my age I get to dispense some solid fatherly advice…….after all, my daughter as a result of the pregnancy mentioned in my last post is a few scant months younger than you. And no, you can’t bang her. :) If, in her adult sexual life, she has turned out like her mother, that’s probably a good thing……

Thanks for the warm welcome, guys.

22, virgin, 5 inch dick. Now where does that sound familiar?

Oh yes, post #33 of this thread.

Real World Reality Check

enjoy
:)

Wait for the right girl…..

At this age I don’t know if I can. I honestly believed I knew the “right girl’ in High School but it didn’t happen and that was 4 years ago. After that I got a I’ll take what I can get or what is offered mentality. Now its became so bad that I’m considering paying for it. I think I’ve decided that If I”m not getting closer to a girl between now and when I get a job, thats whats going to happen. I’ve got other issues beyond virginity and penis size but this is not the place.

Stupid 10 minute limit edit time.

Trippy post chickenchoker. Pot, Porno and Pump, Triple P never would have considered the possibilities. (Note; No Pot or Pump, yet I might later if I need to but, plenty of porno)

In the past when I was fantasising of being with the girl I lusted after I never thought my size would be a problem. Now back then the thought never crossed my mind only in the past weeks has it crossed my mind that girls may talk about me.