DOES SIZE MATTER?

So I was in class one day and I got into a random topic of conversation with this interesting girl named Mikyla. She said and I quote:

"I would never suck a dick but I would let a guy cum all over my face"

These are facts people. I'm not making this up. Like if I were in her position I would much rather suck a fucking dick then get warm, ozzing, bubbly, disgusting, sticky...oh my god I'm getting sick just by thinking about it. And if you really think about it that's somebody's unborn babies all over your face. Yeah that shit that you're gargling down your throat is a couple of my unborn babies. Does it taste like human flesh? I mean if that really turns you on I'll just head over to the playground and throw a couple of live ones at you to see if it'll change your mind.

So we kept on talking about more filthy shit; like for example we were going on about dick size.

Mikyla: If you have at least a five-inch dick, you're good to go.
Me: Is that right? I always heard from chicks that they like smaller dicks.
Mikyla: Now I didn't say that.
Me: Then what are you exactly saying?
Mikyla: I'm saying that five-inches is good to go.
Me: What're you one of those white girls that love big black cock?
Mikyla: I enjoy all kinds of cock.
Me: You're really revealing.
Mikyla: Well in this school you gotta be. Shit I haven't had a guy make me cum once. Not even a tingle. You gotta prepare yourself.
Me: Is that right?
Mikyla: Yeah but don't get any ideas, stoner boy.

This conversation had me looking back in middle school when I first realized...I have a not-so-good-size-of-a-penis.

THE SHRINKINGLY SHOCKING DISCOVERY.

It started with a stupid skater fuck...

Stupid Skater Fuck: Hey Justin, how big is your dick?

 It was weird because I didn't really know what he even meant. It was middle school when I finally realized I don't have the best penis size in the country.

Me: How am I suppose to know?
S.S.F.: You must be gay if you don't your dick size already!

He laughed as the whole school laughed with him. 

I used to think that that shit never mattered. That girls shouldn't really care about that stuff. But it was that time when I realized girls just want one thing....

Andrew: Big black cocks going all the way through their stomach. 

That is my only friend Andrew.

Me: But I don't have a big cock. Or a black cock.
Andrew: No one of your skin does. It's all science, Justin.

Me: This is science?

Andrew: Of course, figuring out the penis size is like finding out the cure for cancer.

Figuring out I was rocking a four-inch cock didn't make me a happy camper, also since Andrew was rocking a seven-inch. Don't worry we didn't look at each others we just measured in different rooms. I didn't know what to do, but that's when Andrew said it:

Andrew: I really don't think it's the size. It's the way you move.

Maybe that's it. I mean think about a big cock could be very uncomfortable after a while. And most guys that pack big cocks are just big cocks. So girls need the not-so-big penises like me to catch them, give them a tissues, and then fuck the shit out of them! 

It's funny that size controls the entire male's perspective of life. Like they can sit there for hours just thinking "is my dick big enough to fuck? Is the only thing I'm going to be fucking for the rest of my life going to just be myself?" But then there's always that one girl that comes in their lives, tells them that their dick is fine and then fucks the shit out of them. Size is a strange topic because it can go both ways really.


Sincerely,

Your friend,

Your amigo,

Your homie,

Justin Adams: Your Blogging Stoner of Grants Pass, Oregon.










And FYI it has grown.














A half-an-inch...