They say that words can be powerful, and I must agree. From my girlfriends passing comment while watching a movie to where it led us certainly proves just how powerful.
It was several years ago when those words were spoken, the beginning, but first a little about us. I'm Matt and my girlfriend (now wife) is Rani, at the time we had been together about four years, I was 44 and she was 23. I am in most ways quite average, in looks, height, career and I would love to say except for things like our sex-life which was very good or excellent but no, by then it too was average. My penis size however, was not average, it was on the small side and something I was painfully aware of.
Rani however was not average, she is mostly of Asian heritage giving her that exotic beauty along with a body that looks like she's a professional athlete she had males always checking her out. She was quiet and shy to a point and it was as if she didn't notice the attention at all. I did, and I felt proud, my girl, not bad for an average guy.
It was late on a Saturday night, we had gone down the Coast for the day then decided on dinner and I did a quick u-turn when I spotted a Motel, I told Rani my plan, if they had a room we could leave the car and we could both drink, then come back get some sleep and head back home in the morning. As I went to reception I heard her grumble about romance being dead or the like.
The reception looked all artsy and I quickly got a room with the movie option which looked a bit arty also, but I was guaranteed a large screen. Next door was a liquor store, I bought several bottles of wine and went to the room telling Rani I'd chill a couple and that the taxi was on its way.
Back after dinner, both tipsy and relaxing with more wine and both got drawn into the movie that was on, appeared to be some sort of adult romance, the language was uncensored, so I wasn't thinking much when onscreen a tall dark-haired guy with a ripped body and olive complexion was walking toward a swimming pool, wearing small white swim briefs which stood out because of his complexion.
For Rani, it was something else, because what was about to happen, with just some words would change our dynamics in a big way.
"He's packing some heat" she said in a loud whisper,
I was stunned, firstly at that time she was quiet, I can't ever remember her even swearing and she just didn't talk like that.
I felt like a horse kicked me in the stomach while also blushing, embarrassed because I avoided penis talk and made sure my penis was almost never seen in the light by anyone, even Rani who only had brief glimpses while I changed, daytime sex was under the blankets and nigh-time, I relaxed a little more with her and occasionally I'd be openly naked with lights out and with the en suite light which made the room dim with lots of shadows.
"Huh, what does that mean?" I asked pretending to be naive.
Along with the wine and her definite interest or intrigue she didn't really pause and said casually "you know, his thingy, his um manhood, it's um bigger than average"
"You said serious" tumbled out of my mouth, "Well yeah, it's much bigger"
Then the guy slowly removed the garment and lay on the sun lounge and trying my best to be cool, "yes one would have to agree" failing because my voice squeaked.
Silence while I looked and felt so inadequate, the penis was flaccid, down and over a very big scrotum. His groin region was clipped to almost nothing. I would have been ecstatic if my erect penis was that size, flaccid, he was at least two inches longer, but it was so much thicker, and this was compared to my erection.
I noticed Rani's breathing, she was aroused, and it made me jealous in a weird way and I said trying to kill it, "Too bad hon, he's definitely a fag, grooming the groin"
"No, I think it's good, tidy, clean, you should do it because it would make your penis look bi...." She faded down, humiliated in a strange way, still I retorted how it had taken me two years just to get her to trim a tiny bit of her very hairy vulva, she reminded me that she was a real woman and her pelt signified as much. After that I didn't hear much, for some inexplicable reason I was really aroused, and I was sure she was too, and it drove me mad knowing her pussy would be very wet and wanting so badly to put my hand under her short skirt, feel her cotton panties, the crotch sopping wet. Jesus, I swear I could smell her musk.
I faked a yawn, I was so horny but didn't want her to know, I'm going to shower and then getting some sleep I told her. As I stood up I felt and saw that I had a semi which I quickly hid as I bent to kiss her, an easy task when you are equipped with a penis that in it's absolute glory has a length that is unable to get to 5 inches, even worse and I'm never going to be accused of stretching a pussy with a girth that, fully hard, just gets to the three and three quarter inch mark.
I kissed my beautiful girlfriend and went into the bathroom shutting the door, I quickly undressed and feeling horny, I was going to masturbate. Meanwhile my thoughts had morphed into Rani and that guy in the movie, he was there, and he was going to show her what she had been missing. As I went to the shower I quickly glanced in the mirror at my penis and it looked so small compared to the flaccid cock we had seen before, I pictured Rani shyly resisting but quickly succumbing to him, shower was on and I began stroking..... OH god she looked so beautiful.....
<Rani>
Matt's libido had diminished and that was something people had told me when we were first serious because of our age difference, I really wanted my dildo, not the one that he had bought, saying it was nice and big, I'm not good with measurements but the package said 6 inch general and a diameter of 1.5 inches (Online I learned about girth and it was on the packaging, 5 inches) The dildo I yearned for now and Matt didn't know about. I had purchased it myself, it was a more satisfying 7 & a ½ inches in length with a 2-inch diameter, my nay nay needed a good going over and Matt even if he were willing just couldn't get it done.
This was tourist central, where places were open all hours, with a couple of adult stores I discovered in the local directory conveniently on the small table. I'd look for, maybe even upgrade, but first I would have to sneak into the bathroom, Matt had cash, I'd leave a note on the bed, when I got back he'd be snoring anyway so I would run a bath and be pleasured by a nice big...
Slowly opening the door and I glanced over and could see him standing there, with caution I began.... What The hell! I walked over to the shower entrance.
Standing there I observed my boyfriend, his hand a blur and it covered what would be his erection which I was now wise to in terms of how big, oops correction, how small it is. 5 inches? Not quite, we use the metric system and 12 cm is his length, sadly, the girth is not quite 10cm. I should mention right now that he did not know that I felt this way about any of this. I was that good little subservient Asian girl in his eyes.
He had his eyes closed and was grunting like a neanderthal. His back arched weirdly and thrusting upward. The whole thing was disgusting, he had been slim, toned when we met, he was now slightly pudgy, a belly which was bouncing, and in this bright light I noticed he was hairy, he had the gall to nag about my vulva, his words "Bristly haired Asian box" He had a good growth of back hair cultivating and the water made it look worse.
The whole sight was gross, his head bulging, he looked strange, maybe age was onto him.
His libido had steadily been getting weaker and the effort, the enthusiasm he was exerting right now was something I had not seen in a very long time.
It had been more than two weeks since we had gotten intimate so I was very annoyed.
<Me>
