Good Things in Not So Small Packages.
Being big is not always better, but it does have some benefits.
"Holy shit!" were the first words out of the doctor's mouth after I was born according to my mother. The entire delivery room was in awe of my package. "He is definitely a boy!"
As I grew, so did my package. Now fully grown, I stand about 5'8" but I dangle a good foot. When hard, it's about the same length but about as thick as a ripe banana. Growing up with this appendage was not easy. Let me tell you some of the trials and tribulations I went through in my life.
My parents were normal parents. Mom was very pretty in high school and Dad was pretty good looking too according to Mom. Mom was pregnant when Dad was an innocent by stander killed in a botched store robbery. I was born 3 months later.
I have visions of Mom changing me as a babe. She seemed to take a long while and great care cleaning my privates, but never to my knowledge did she abuse me.
I was an early developer, sexually awareness-wise. I quickly discovered the wonderful world of the Sears catalogue and the women's lingerie section. At that time, when hard I was about 8 inches long and as round as an English banger. Masturbation seemed to be the only way to keep it sort of under control. I love masturbating and still jerk off as an adult.
One day, I was on my bed wanking while staring at some blonde model in white bra and panty. She was hot. Smooth skin. Eight teeth smile. "Oh fuck I'm going to cum!" I grunted to myself. I felt that familiar building of pressure in my balls. I knew it would be only a few more strokes before... "Oooh!" The first spurt shot out of my piss hole hitting the back of the catalogue.
Just then, "Knock! Knock!" Mom walked in with some laundry. There was no way for me to stop. The next spurt flew over the book and landed on my face. I threw the book aside and the next ones sprayed over my chest before the final couple of dribbles puddled on my stomach.
"Oh Terry! I'm sorry. I didn't realize..." Mom never finished her sentence. She left and closed the door behind her.
Later, she asked if we could discuss what happened. "It's natural for a young boy to masturbate and fantasize. I'm sorry for walking in on you like that."
We talked for a long while. I asked and found out that Dad had a normal 6 inch penis and Mom was always satisfied by him, but Mom was very impressed with my package. "You're going to get a lot of girls." As we talked about the facts of life.
I continued to grow and found many difficulties along the way. For instance, taking a crap. There was no way for me to sit down on the crapper and piss at the same time as shitting. My dick would have been dipping in the bowl against the porcelain or in the water. I had to stand and piss first then hold it as I crapped.
Shorts were another problem. In the hot summer, if I wore shorts, the knob of my dick would hang out of the leg opening. Of course this also made gym at school difficult too. I managed to get an exemption from wearing short shorts, but a jock strap was never big enough.
Afterwards, the gym teacher made us shower. All the guys teased me about it like my Mom warned me they would. They all called me Big John even though my name was Terry.
But not all bad happened in school. Kaitlin was a shapely, pretty cheerleader who had kind of a bad reputation. She was about 5'3", blonde hair that fell to the middle of her back. Apparently when she heard I had a pretty big one, she had to find out for herself.
"Hi Terry!" Kaitlin stood very close to me by my locker. "I was wondering if we could study for the geography test together." Her hand dropped between my legs. Her fingers ran along the length of my 10-inch dick. "Oh my god! It's huge!" as she continued to stroke it.
I met up at her house that evening. Kaitlin was still wearing her cheerleading outfit. I easily noticed her nipples poking through the knit material of her sweater which was too tight for her big breasts. My dick started to stiffen. She told me her parents were playing bridge and would not be home anytime soon.
I barely stepped inside the house when she pushed me into the soft leather sofa. Kaitlin pulled down my jeans to my ankles. "Oh fuck Terry! I've been thinking about this since this aft!" I was pretty hard already.
Kaitlin lifted her skirt. She wore no underwear beneath. It was the first naked cunt I had ever seen live. It was puffy, red and wet. Kaitlin straddled my lap. She pressed her cunt onto my undershaft and started to slide up and down. "Oh fuck! It's so... fucking big!"
Not having any real experience, I just sat there and let Kaitlin do whatever she wanted. She was humping me harder and faster now. I wasn't sure but I think she came about three times before she slowed down. I hadn't cum once. I was harder than I had ever been.
"Terry, I need it in me!" Kaitlin literally had to stand on the couch to lift her ass high enough and maneuver my dick into her pussy. It was totally wet and slick from all the juice that came out of Kaitlin. She lowered herself. I felt my cock push in and open her slit. "Oh fuck that feels so good."
I wasn't sure how much she could or would take. Kaitlin raised her ass a bit then pushed down harder; and then again and again until I was almost inside her. She couldn't get the last few inches in her although it wasn't from lack of effort.
"I'm so full of your cock, Terry. I've never been this full before." Kaitlin was sweating trying to get the rest of it inside. "Brad has a kid's dick compared to your python!" Brad was he boyfriend before now.
