We stopped for a short stay in Alaska before making it on to Italy. My best friend and I went to visit his sister and party our balls off. However, it was the trip home that was so strangely bizarre, disturbing and simultaneously quite erotic. While I would not do it again, I can say that it was anything but boring. In fact, it was a wild adventure.
Please allow me to just keep it simple and explain my experience as I recall that most shocking and absolutely surprising day of which I would never have even thought possible.
After two weeks of heavy drinking, chasing pussy and late nights in Italy, it was that time. We had to get up at the crack to be on time to the airport. I was dragging and felt more or less as if I was only partially present in my reality that day. It was as if the two week blitz had finally caught up with me and was officially kicking my ass.
Not a minute after walking into the airport, I was approached by two ladies, very beautiful, who spoke with strong accents requesting that I step out of line for questioning. I tell them that I'm in a big hurry but when they review my ticket they going out that my flight does not leave until 7 pm and not 7 am as I had previously assumed.
Naturally I'm not surprised as I feel like a deer in headlights. I'm quite sure that I appeared dazed and confused.
After answering a couple simple and easy questions, I am requested to follow these ladies to where I had no clue. I told my buddy Jim to chill out and I'll catch up to him shortly.
After a good 4 or 5 minute walk, I am led past an armed guard into a large room that resembled a hospital environment where a large woman tells me to put my hands up on the wall while I'm frisked.
As the pretty yet very big woman aggressively pats me down, she hits me with questions in her thick accent regarding any weapons I may be carrying. Simultaneously, she put her hand right on my crotch area and squeezes the fuck out of my dick. Although my penis was not erect at that minute, it probably looked like a weapon because I do have an unusually bigger dick than what one is accustomed to seeing or truthfully even imagining. This has been a matter of major embarrassment and occasional shame for me since my earliest memories and basically my entire life.
As a result, I often go to great lengths to conceal my large penis which was often mocked and even mentioned several times that it was deformed in its extreme size difference from regular common male's penis.
So, yes indeed I was quite ashamed growing up as I was made fun of and subject to great ridicule.
While having a very large male organ caused me to experience sex in a variety of ways and with a variety of girls, women, and even old ladies, I still never knew who would be the one to see it, be shocked or offended by it, and verbally attack and insult me. This caused me great fear and anxiety.
For example, on one occasion I even overheard my dear grandmother telling my mom that my overgrown penis was deformed and scary looking and that something needed to be done to fix it.
However, thankfully the doctor said it was only appeared to look "deformed" because of its massive size over the masses which created the "apparency" of something being wrong with it.
I could cite numerous rather traumatic events that led to nasty comments which definitely let me know that my big penis was not natural. It was described as ugly, gross, disgusting, and scary. Then adding to all of this being the addition of it being so gigantic and massive. These negative experiences and suggestions occurred on far too many occasions for me to have not been affected by the judgements and perspectives of others.
Anyhow, the lady now has a firm grip on my big dick and so naturally she looks up at me and says, "Sir, are you carrying a weapon?" I assured her that I was not as she continued to have her left hand firmly gripped to the crotch area of my jeans. In other words, she had her hand wrapped around my dick and seemed to genuinely and ignorantly not realize that I have a very obnoxiously large male organ. Interesting that she believed it to be an actual weapon.
With a look of embarrassment on my face, I finally said, "Ma'am, your hand is squeezing... that is my penis that you are squeezing."
Immediately I am ordered by the big lady's supervisor to follow them into an adjoining room where I am told to remove my trousers along with the rest of my clothing.
I'm certainly trying to be agreeable and not confrontational as I could see that these ladies seemed to be acting in good faith and just trying to do their jobs.
So in that light, I did not argue. I said ok, removed my shirt and undershirt, unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my baggy jeans and felt them drop to the floor while hearing the banging of my buckle and pocket change hit the hard surface. I did not put underwear on that day because none of mine were clean. And because of this, my dick instantly flopped out of my trousers and swung heavily back and forth in a flaccid state between my legs.
So I guess I will add that the reason people said my dick was ugly and or scary or both is most probably because first and foremost my dick is not circumcized. Then recognize that the average male penis in this country and across the globe is roughly 6 inches in length. Some being closer to 5 and some being just over 6 inches. The numbers suggest it a very rare occasion and extremely small percentage of men who have a dick that extends to 7 inches and nearly never will you find a man whose dick reaches 8 inches.
This is a big problem for me because I am not like the others. Secondly, I have an enormous amount of testosterone coupled with very heavy blood flow or blood circulation throughout my penis and I think this is why my dick has intimidating or offensive looking veins -- bulging veins -- which create the appearance of a dick that is in a state of continuous state of working out and exercise. It almost seems like it has muscles and takes steroids because of its intensity of appearance -- the veins, the blood flow, the length and thickness, the abundance of foreskin that hangs off of the tip.
To me this does not seem normal and certainly not how we hear others when describing their own penises. Add that to the fact that my dick swings around heavily between my legs and when I walked across the hard floor of that room with my pants around my ankles and my big flaccid dick slapping my legs back and forth for every step I took.
It's a huge motherfucking dick.
So in knowing that element of the story, you can now understand what I mean when I say that these lady security guards were not understanding what I contained under my jeans in my crotch.
As soon as my big dick fell out of my trousers, I quickly tried to cover it with my hands but the supervisor ordered me to put my hands behind my head. I immediately obeyed without hesitation. The ladies then spoke Italian between themselves and spoke as if something important was to happen.
So I just stood there fully naked with my huge obnoxious dong just hanging out in full view so as to be able to be fully observed, judged and criticized for all of it's nastiness and grotesque size abnormalities.
I'm literally standing there fully naked, hands behind my head, and in full view for these women as they both equally stare at my cock as if it's an alien of some kind. I certainly did not believe that they liked it.
But what happens next is what threw me for a loop and definitely made the experience shift from shame and embarrassment to... hmmm, well then this happened.
