Isn't it ironic?
Hello all. I am short and I was a slow developer growing up. This doesn’t do much for one’s self confidence in the locker room. You all know the locker room drill; everyone is secretly checking out every one else’s package. Well, there was only the poor fat kid who’s dick was engulfed by layers of lard who was smaller than I. Then my first sexual experience was with a girl who had just broke up with an ex that must have been fairly well endowed because it leaked back to me that I didn’t quite “measure up” to him.
I have had many conquests since those days and although no-one has complained, I never thought that my skinny barely-six shooter was doing as good a job as other gunslingers out there so I guess I relied on skill to do the job. Then after random searching on the net, I find THUNDER’S PLACE. So I start stretching, and squeezing like a mad man for a couple of months and low and behold, that sucker is getting pretty darn close to a seven shooter with a much wider barrel. I’m like, shit this stuff works! Halleluia!!! In the meantime I meet the coolest chick in the world. A real sweetheart, and a good little catholic girl. So now my almost-7 shooter is stuck in its holster and whilst I am stretching it like the old stretch-man I used to play with as a kid, I can barely get my pinky inside this 24 yr. old virgin without her wincing in pain. So I’m thinking to myself… Isn’t it ironic? Don’t ya think?
