I was always shy around girls, as I got old enough to like girls, I noticed my dick wasn't as big as the other boys. To be exact my hard cock is only 1.75 inches long on a good day. This didn't help my ego at all. My mother never said anything about my cock size but kept telling me; girls love a good dancer, so I became a good dancer, mom and I danced allot to gather.
When I got to high school girls did like me, I was building my ego after several dances. I was enjoyed the dances. But I was too shy to go out with girls still.
I graduated from high school went to college. Turning old enough to get into bars, started dancing very night. One girl would dance with me almost very dance. She invited me out to the parking lot for fresh air, I was all for it. Judy was a good-looking girl, hot and sexy dresser. We started making out, she was rubbing her crotch against mine, humping me, I had my hands touching her bare ass cheeks under her short skirt, my dick was hard, sticking straight out. Then she started rubbing my crotch with her hand, then she stopped stepped back yelling are you a girl! I told her no, I was a guy.
She wanted to know there my cock was, she didn't feel it. I told her it was kind of small. Judy then un- buckled my belt, unsnapped them, jerked them down before I knew what happened. Standing there with her looking at my small cock, it exploded, cum shot out hitting Judy. Judy screamed oh my god my clit is bigger than your cock, even worst you can't control it. She was not happy having cum on her dress and running down her leg. Demanded that I take my shirt off to clean her up. After cleaning her, I just went back to my room, figuring going back in was not the thing to do.
Next night as I walked in the girls all yelled; Hi dickie, shot your wad on someone today. No girl wanted to dance with me at all, two guys wanted to dance but I wasn't gay. This went on for three nights, the gays were getting pissed at me for refusing to dance with them, girls had let them know I wasn't dating material for women, tiny dick.
Then a sexy looking girl asked me to dance, hadn't seen her before. We "dated" had lots of fun dancing while I was in college. Sue said she didn't care about my little dick, just wanted to dance. After a couple months she said; ok dickie let me see it, I can't be as small as Judy described it. I begged her to forget it, but she demanded that I dropped my pants, my pants no more hit the ground she was laughing. Red faced and kind of pissed I started pulling them up, she stopped me reaching out touching my tiny dickie. Only second time a girl had touched it, yep my tiny dick blew it's cum on her hand. Smiling she just said, shorter fuse than most cocks too, wiping her hand on my shirt. After that we still got along and danced.
After college I got a nice job settled down to a boring life, I thought. A older woman who worked next to my cubicle (Jill) was very nice. After a month we started going to dinner after work and sometimes dancing. We got along great, one day Jill didn't show for work, next day it was announced Jill passed away. What a shock, now I was going to be alone again.
I went to her viewing feeling very low. A woman walked up asking if I was Bob's special friend Tommy. I said I didn't know Bob. Her reply was, I am sorry, family call Jill by her given name Bob, he was my older brother. That was a big shock to me. She went on to tell me that Bob had wanted Tommy to have all his personal things. Bob thought they will fit you perfectly. Bob set it up to have them delivered to your apartment this Saturday. I didn't know what to say to her, so I thanked her, and assured her I would enjoy them. All of Jill's friends seem to be gay or crossdressers. This was a shock to me, she I mean he never tried anything with me, not even a good night kiss.
Saturday rolled around and a knock on my door brought all of Jill's dresses, nighties, panties (lots of panties), bras, slips and other things I wasn't sure what they were. I figured that I would put them away until I could get rid of them. While putting the panties in my dresser, I felt my cock getting hard, I was leaking precum from just handling panties, I thought what the heck put a pair on. Picked a blue pair (later I learned they were high French cut). My cock loved the feel, walking around the room made my little dickie very happy, never been this happy. The crotch in those wonderful panties got soaked, slick with pre-cum, I was getting light headed, I was turned on than never before. Started looking at Jill's nighties, my cock exploded. I had cum running down my leg, crotch of panties full, my knees were getting weak, I wanted to feel a cock in my hand, a real big cock in my hand, I didn't want to be gay I like pussy, but my cock was in control, it knew women wanted no part of it.
I quickly removed cum soaked panties, took a shower and got ready for bed, my pjs not Jill, I wasn't gay. Getting ready for work I opened my clean underwear drawer, there laid those wonderful panties, I picked up a pair of pretty pink ones, slid them on, my cock sprang to life, yep wore them to work like a idiot. Got to work the walk there had my dickie leaking like crazy, panties soaked, worried the wetness was going to show thru. Got to my desk sat down to be on time, acted like I was doing something for a few minutes then headed for men's room. Got there thinking if I stuffed some tp in my panties it would soak up precum, it did but my cock wouldn't stop leaking or get soft, the thought of pleasing myself at work was way to scary. I made it thru the day but wearing panties to work was not a good idea, way to messy but felt wonderful. Got home cleaned up my messy crotch, even fingered my self off. My cock isn't big enough for me to grip it in my hand, I us my finger and thump to pump it, wish I had a big cock to wrap my hand around, that must feel good. I picked out a very pretty blue satin baby doll nightie to wear around the house and to sleep in, my dickie loved it woke up with cummy panties, I fingered what the heck no one will know I dress up like a sissy at home.
Got to work the next day, yes I was wearing panties again. My dickie was in control, loving panties, but had lined them with tp. Got to my desk hearing that a new girl was taking over Jill's desk today. Wasn't looking forward to someone new in her place. Had to change my liner because it was getting damp, made a mental note to stop and buy real panty liners on the way home.