Intimations Of (Sexual) Inferiority

Intimations Of (Sexual) Inferiority[ As the title suggests, realizations often come as vague hints and indications, often indirectly by means of the use of allusions, an inkling, an innuendo, or by implication. This story, though fictional, plays with these synonyms as the main character begins to grasp that he is perhaps not quite the stud he has always wanted to see himself as. Also, a big thanks to Megan, for the inspiration of this particular piece! ]”I really like you, but…” Those five words were like having cold water splashed in your face; suddenly, without any indication that it was about to happen. The woman, who I had met through an on-line dating site (I’ll refer to her here as ‘Courtney’), and who had spoken those five words, went to say ” but” (and she paused as if wondering if she should go on with what she’d begun to say) “you, you have a small penis; and I prefer guys with much bigger cocks. Sorry,” she added, and she seemed sincere, “but that’s my preference.”She made an effort to tell me that she thought I was a “really nice guy, and I like you. I do. But…” There again was that word “but.” My heart sunk. I’d started to really enjoy Courtney’s company. Her red hair and pale, milk colored skin was arresting. But then, the evening we’d had our first-ever sexual bursa escort encounter ended in a strangely abrupt manner, that had confused me at first.When she allowed me to enter her pussy with my cock I was so eager, so excited, and I admit I had been so excited that I had managed to come with surprising rapidity. It was then that I sensed her, her…disappointment. I’d apologized for my abruptness in ejaculating, and she had acted as if it was nothing; but on our second date that was when she informed me that she preferred men with considerably bigger cocks than the one I possessed. In fact, she made it known that she had dated quite a number of black men before me, and that those were the sorts of men she liked the best (for great, and long-lasting, sex).”I really like you, but…”It was that word “but” that had hit me right in the pit of my stomach, and I knew, even before she had said so, that we would not be seeing each other again. I naturally felt frustrated and more than a little disappointed. I was going to miss Courtney! Funny, but the fact that she’d basically dumped me because I had a small cock (based on her experiences with various black men), I didn’t feel angry at her. I tried to feel anger at her, but I couldn’t. Partly, this was so because I agreed that I did, in bursa escort bayan fact, have a rather small cock (not to mention that I could never seem to last more than a few passionate moments after beginning intercourse! So, that helped soften the blow to my bruised ego to a certain degree.But Courtney was not the only woman to react to my undersized penis with disappointment. After Courtney, there was Anna, and after Anna there was Marissa, and with each one, there came, at a certain point, a very similar reaction to that of Courtney about my small cock, and lack of staying power. The words “I really like you, but…”became the refrain of all of these other women after several times of intercourse between us had occurred. “But!” “But!” “But!”So, I got curious about the phenomenon of the BBC, the big, black, cock; and I began looking at on-line porn sites that catered to this particular phenomenon; and I was stunned by what I found. Compared to these hugely endowed black guys’ cocks, mine was miniscule! I remembered what Courtney had said about dating black guys, and a BIG black cock was definitely a prerequisite for her; and I could see why that was! I’d often comforted myself with the trite phrase ‘It’s not the size of the ship, but the motion in the ocean’, the mantra all escort bursa small-dicked men wanted, desperately, to believe was true; though I’d always suspected that this was only a sop to a bruised ego; and it was! The truth of the matter was that the size of the ship mattered a great deal! The bigger the ship, the better to handle the wild ocean of passionate sex!After disappointment after disappointment in dating, and after hearing, in one form or another, the phrase: “I really like you, but…” I pretty much gave up on dating, and I found myself turning to a lot more porn, and a greater amount of masturbation—as a compensation! In fact, not dating was, in some ways, better than continuing to hear that dreaded word “but” over and over; and…I soon found I enjoyed the solitary pleasures of masturbation and porn, to the fraught with dread experiences of trying to date! It was interesting to discover that I enjoyed masturbation (and porn) considerably more than when I’d tried desperately to be “good in bed” with a woman; and I also found that I could last much longer with masturbation than when I’d tried to fuck. The “pressure to perform” (adequately) was suddenly removed, and I slowly settled in to the life of a single man who’s most perfect girlfriend was his HAND! I had friendships with women, of course, but I no longer tried asking any of them out on a date!I didn’t need the frustration that would, inevitably, come about if I tried dating! I’d done that enough, thank you very much!The End