Revenge, Pt 1: The Seeds are Planted - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 1: The Seeds are Planted

... I don't really know, but-" "Wait, wait, how big is he?" asked Rose. There was a pause. "Maybe...like...this size?" said Jessica. She was gesturing, but I couldn't see it. Rose burst out laughing. "Oh my God, really?" she said. Jessica was laughing along a little too. "Why?" she asked, "Is that not good?" "Fuck no!" Rose giggled. I could only assume that this meant that he was hung like a hamster, or something. "Wait, is that when it's hard?", asked Rose. "Yeah..." said Jessica. "Wow, that is...not good." "So...does it just always feel better if it's bigger?" asked Jessica. "Yep." said Rose. "Bigger is always better. Some guys, usually tiny ones, say that's a myth, but trust me, bigger is better. Sorry, but it sounds like your boyfriend is just a needle dick." "Fuck." said Jessica. There was a pause. "And I guess it doesn't help that he only lasts two minutes and couldn't find my clit with a GPS." she said. They started laughing again. I took this opportunity to head up to my room, internet or no. I had some stuff to think about. == "Needle dick." I murmured to myself. That was interesting. See, I was a lot of things. I was nerdy, shy, weak willed, socially awkward, and incredibly average in both grades and appearance, but one thing I'd never been was a "needle dick". Truthfully, I'm hung like a horse. The last time I'd measured my cock (because, be honest, who hasn't?) it was just over 10 inches long, and about 6.5 inches around. Everything I'd ever learned about sex, I ...

... learned from the internet. I mean yeah, I got the Health Ed class, slide show biology stuff, but I mean real sex. And because, like most teenage boys, I was so...interested in the subject matter, my education was pretty well rounded. I knew all about porn-stars, and how they usually represented the most extreme end of the penis-size scale. I knew that the average was around 5 ½ inches long, and maybe 3 or 4 inches in girth for this part of the world. I knew that there was an ever present debate about whether size actually mattered to women. I'd read reports of women saying that they'd dumped guys for being too small, and of women saying they'd done the same for the opposite reason. Yeah, I knew a lot about penis size. And I knew I had a pretty huge cock. But it wasn't until that exact moment that I actually considered it something to be confident about. I mean, what good is a big dick if you can't even talk to a girl? And I'd read enough forum entries from women claiming to have been stretched to the point of intense pain to know that bigger doesn't automatically mean better, despite what my sister thought. When I'd thought about it at all, I'd just considered my abnormal size to be something I'd just have to deal with. A little problem I'd have to worry about if I ever actually got laid. But now it was an advantage. This overheard girl-talk was just the beginning. == Over the next few days I thought a lot about what I'd heard. I wanted to use my cock, somehow. I wanted Jessica to ...