Size

A few years ago I posted several surveys on a site that offered free hosting. One of these surveys concerned womens' preference for mens' cocks. Here are some of the results (from 142 women who answered the questions):


Women’s size preference

Size %
3 inches 0
4 inches 0
5 inches 12
6 inches 26
7 inches 32
8 inches 30

So it would appear that the majority of women prefer that the men they have sex with have large cocks. Very few have a preference for my size range (5 inches at my hardest). I remember overhearing a conversation with the woman I first had sex with (see dating and masturbation who told another lady that she preferred them big. Maybe if I had more in my pants we would have stayed together longer.

Here’s another result:

Women enjoy sex with a man who’s

........... Well hung man.... Small man
Very much........45................5
A lot................18................8
somewhat.........32..............44
Not at all............5..............43

So the small man has several options. One is to develop his skills at cunnilingus. Another is to masturbate a lot and hope to meet one of those women who actually prefer small dicks.

When I told my ex-wife that I thought that I was small she told me that she didn’t necessarily like her cocks big. I don’t know if she was just being nice or really meant it but she explained that big cocks could be painful at times.

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My little dick

Some of you may be wondering what I look like, so I've included a few pics of myself.


Here's my little dick, caressed by my fingers. I very often roll my penis while I'm surfing for porn. This makes for hours of pleasurable sensations without the risk of blowing my load.


Two finger shaft-stroking. My two fingers are on the “sweet spot” of my dick. I sometimes alternate between stroking and rolling with this grip. I might do this when I come across some babe who is really hot! I also occasionally stop to do this when I'm writing a masturbation post (like this one). It's a source of inspiration!


Pinching the head of my little dick. This is a good way to produce intense sensations when pressure builds up and I don't want to cum.


Full-fist masturbation. This is a good way to make myself cum. Of course I can always go at my little dick like this for a minute or two and then revert back to one of my other masturbation techniques. But sometimes when I've been doing myself for awhile I can't seem to stop and I spill my seeds.

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Some more masturbation adventures

When I use to go into the adult XXX store I noticed a lot of guys would head straight to the back rooms. Sometimes they would get some quarters in change first. Once I remember hearing the clerk scolding a customer who he said hadn't cleaned up after himself last time. Interesting.

I thought about it and decided to give it a try myself. I brought my own quarters, went into a booth, and closed the curtains. Then I pulled down my pants and put in some quarters.

There was this little screen and they showed a flick for a minute or two before it was time to put in another quarter. That flick didn't turn me on too much so I switched booths. A few quarters later I decided that this wasn't going to work. In reality I suppose that I was too tense, in addition to the quality of the movies.

Some time later I was out of town (San Francisco to be exact) and was taking in a few night spots. I went to a strip club were some fairly descent women were showing us their cunts. That was exciting, but they also wanted money for their attention and I couldn't begin to keep up with some Japanese businessmen who they eventually concentrated on.

So I left the strip club in search of other excitement. I ended up in a XXX shops with those booths in back. This time when I dropped my pants my dick responded well and pretty soon I had dumped my load on the glass. I then took some of the toilet paper that was hanging on the adjacent wall and cleaned up after myself. Mission accomplished!

I went to XXX movies some. The first few times I sat in my seat and took in that great porn action, like Joey Silvera screwing some beautiful looking blond. This made me really horny and feeling in the mood to masturbate. Unfortunately all I had the nerve to do was to squeeze my hardened dick through my pants. Then I waited until I was home to relieve myself. Unfortunately by then all I had was the fading memories of the sex acts I had seen an hour or so before.

After doing this a few times I got to thinking. It seemed that the other guys in the theater had spread themselves out, probably I reasoned so that they could play with themselves. I got the idea that I'd do that to. So the next time I went to a XXX movie I made sure to find a secure spot away from everyone else and near a wall. Then after watching Joey humping some more beautiful women I unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. Yes! This is what I had wanted all along.

Of course it's always with mixed emotions that I watch a guy like Joey get all the pussy he could possible want. I would have given my left nut for any one of those babes and here's this dude getting his cock sucked and then reaming out one babe after another. And what's he got that I haven't, except perhaps a big cock and the self assurance to but the moves on every cunt he lusts after. All I had was the lust.

Anyway I'm working my dick in the movie theater and lusting after those beautiful naked women. It's dark and all I am concentrating on is the babes and my dick. But then I feel the pressure building up and realize that it's time to slow down. Even though by now I was an experienced edger it was too late and I blew my load all over myself. So I zipped up and watched the movie for a bit, but now it had lost most of it's appeal. Funny, but when the cum leaves so does my passion.

But I now had another masturbation accomplishment under my belt. I was a jerk-off just like those other perverts in the theater. In any case, the XXX theater is probably a thing of the past now, with the technology of the internet etc. I can jerk-off watching Joey Silver in front of the privacy of my own home computer now, although I haven't searched for any of his work lately. Cum to think of it, that might be kinda fun right now.

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Porn adventures

When I graduated from college and got a job in a new city I didn't have much of a porn collection. But I did have more money than I had every had before. I also didn't have a girlfriend, as my ex-wife-to-be had broken off with me and gone her own way. So naturally I went looking for a porn store.

There was a news store not too far away and I did stop by to check out what they had. As always, my heart was racing as I went into the store. I pretended to be looking at snacks or something as I slowly worked my way to the back of the store where the they kept the porn. A couple of other perverts were checking out the girls too so I positioned my self in front of a few mags and started going through them. In a bit I decided that a couple of them were ok so I took them up to the front counter, along with some snacks as cover. Unfortunately some lady was also there and she look disapprovingly at my purchase (apparently the snacks hadn't fooled her). At last I payed for my prizes and they were put in a discrete brown bag, allowing me to escape to my car. Then I headed home.

On the way back to my apartment I couldn't help but squeeze my hardened dick through my pants, I was so aroused by my recent adventure and turned on by the thought of “using” my new mags. Once home the fun started. Now I had quality porn to masturbate over, and that I did. Of course, after a week or so I was wanting more. But I was concerned by the fact that the news store I had gone to was rather close to where I worked. What if someone I knew saw me going in there, or worse yet, buying porn?

I went to a different part of town and drove up and down streets until I finally found a news store. They had a very similar collection of porn and perverts in the back of the store and disapproving ladies at the counter. So this became my new porn source even though it was a bit of a drive. But you know, the extra drive back and forth made the anticipation that mush greater. In any case, I now started to have a pretty decent porn collection.

The thing about porn collections, particularly when they are mags, is that I would build up quite a pile but it almost would always the newer ones that I would jerk-off to most. Of course there was that really sexy babe that I would go back to on occasion, but novelty almost always trumped raw beauty. So every payday or so I would be back shopping for porn.

Once I was driving down a street that was new to me and I happened to notice an adult store. Now my porn had been from news stores up till then and I naturally was curious about what they had inside. I came back at a later time, having made up my mind that I needed to go inside. I imagined that there would be people I knew passing by, or maybe worse, a news crew filming a documentary about pornographic perversions. But I did manage to go inside.

They had all the regular mags in there- Playboy, Swank, Club etc. But they also had some really hardcore stuff too, like Puritan and Hom bondage mags. The hardcore stuff was more expensive, but I really needed to have some of it. So now I had a new place to shop for porn and my collection hardened.

In those days mags like Swank only showed guys with their cocks close to a woman's pussy. But these hardcore mags depicted the “act” in it's entirety. Not only that, but there was all sorts of perverse stuff, like ass-fucking, cock-sucking, and my favorite, cunnilingus. Now I was creaming over all these perversions and hardly ever jerking to my old porn girlfriends.

Eventually I started going back to softer stuff- it's always nice to have a change. The adult store was good there too, since they would sell bundles of 2, 3, or even 4 of the softer porn and reduced prices. Of course these weren't current- they might be several months or even years out of date. But when it comes to porn masturbation, who cares if the mags are current?

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Masturbated by a woman

Before I moved in with my ex (and of course, this was before we were married and she was my ex) I would go over to her new place and we would talk and maybe watch TV. Eventually we were making out. Now I suppose that a lot of guys would have screwed her at that point, but I've always been a bit shy. Anyway, eventually she was saying that we should have sex soon.

I suppose it's a bit strange for a girl to be talking about having sex some time soon. And I didn't really say much. But when we were making out I did put my hand in her pants. I remember walking home afterward and smelling my fingers. It was the nicest odor I'd ever smelled in my whole life. I thought that I wouldn't wash my hand until that smell went away. Unfortunately it didn't last that long. Fortunately it lasted long enough for me to jerk-off while I sniffed my fingers.

Finally the big night came and we were alone in bed. I finally got my dick inside of her and I dumped my load inside her after just a minute or two. Then we went to sleep. She wasn't my first. In fact, she was the third woman I fucked (out of a lifetime total of four). Anyway, after all that buildup it was over in no time.

The next morning I was ready to go again. We were naked in bed together and I rolled over and started to put the make on her. She wrapped her legs around me, grabbed my dick, and started stroking it. It felt really good and I just lay there at first and let her do me. But when she kept going I began to think that I should be screwing her. Still her hand felt so good that I couldn't bring myself to stop her. I thought that I'd just let her go a bit more.

I was holding my own, trying to save myself for real sex. But then I noticed that she really seamed to know what she was doing. It occurred to me that she must have beat-off guys a lot before. Suddenly that thought made me cum all over the place. I blew it and didn't get to fuck her that mornng.

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Dating and Masturbation

I remember when I was in high school that guys use to talk about their dates. They might brag about how they got a girl's bra off or how they got into her pants. I found those conversations to be arousing, but I never had anything to add since I never went on dates. Eventually I did have a girlfriend but then I still had nothing to add to those conversations. She was really nice looking, but I never got past the good-night kiss stage.

Guys use to talk about masturbation too. Now I could have added quite a bit to those conversations as I spent a lot of time beating-off. But no one was bragging about being a jerk-off. It was more along the lines of put-downs. I found these conversations to be embarrassing. Somehow I was concerned that I would be found out to be a habitual masturbator. I thought that I was unusual in doing it so much.

Finally when I was 24 I started going out with a woman who would end up being my first sexual encounter. At first we just hung out. Then she started hinting that she wanted to have sex. Actually I knew from a friend who had screwed her a lot that she was very promiscuous. However nothing much happened between us at first. One night when she dropped me off at my house (she had a car and I didn't) she gave me a long, deep kiss. This really excited me and when I got inside I naturally jerked-off, savoring the memory.

The next time I saw her she informed me that after she dropped me off and went back to her apartment she went downstairs and visited her two neighbors who took turns screwing her. She said that our making out got her horny and she needed some relief. Imagine hearing that! Well, I used my imagination the next time I was alone and beat-off again. It was a bit humiliating to hear that she screwed those guys after dropping me off, but it was also exciting.

Shortly after that we were in her apartment and she left me on the couch while she went into her room. When she returned she was in a white robe. She walked over to the couch, laid down, and opened up her robe. There she was, naked except for black lace panties. Such a beautiful body, such lovely breasts! What an opportunity! I stripped down to my underwear and laid next to her. But that's as far as it went! She must have been really frustrated.

A short while later she came to visit me at my apartment. We watched TV for a bit, and then she stripped my clothes off me and starting sucking my dick! It felt so good! Unfortunately it only lasted for a minute or two.

Now I was really turned on! She stripped down and we started screwing. Her wet cunt felt even better than her mouth and in a bit I was cumming inside her. Then she left. I couldn't believe how great that was or how much I'd been missing. I masturbated over that memory quite a bit.

In the coming weeks we screwed a number of times. I really liked it, to say the least. But I wasn't mature enough to deal with an intense relationship and soon she didn't want to have anything to do with me. Now it was only masturbating over my memories.

I believe that part of the problem was that I was only into my own pleasure when we had sex. I developed several fantasies where I corrected this problem. In my fantasies I would go down on her and she would have lots of orgasms. In my fantasies I would be her sex slave and do whatever she wanted. These brought me lots of nice masturbation orgasms, but unfortunately they had nothing to do with real life.

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Edging

When I first started out as a masturbator my only goal was to cum. I would beat my meat until it gave up it's creamy white stuff and that was that. Somewhere along the way I started enjoying doing it and wanted to make it last longer.

I suppose that this began when I was jerking-off over beautiful playboy babes and wanted to ogle them just a bit more. Somehow after I blew my load they weren't quite as appealing and I'd start thinking about other things. So I'd masturbate a little to one, turn the page, and masturbate to the next. But then the pressure would build up and pretty soon I'd cum and the party was over.

I slowly started working pauses into my masturbation. I'd be working my little dick close to climax and then I'd stop, usually just in time. Then I'd turn the page and start up with another lovely lady. However before long the pressure would build up so much that I just couldn't hold off any longer. I use to wish that I could cum over and over again and make it last even longer. But once my creamy white love juice oozed out the urge to masturbate was over.

A real break-through in my masturbation happened when I went off to college and had a room of my own. I had a roommate my first year away and most of my masturbating was in the shower. Sometimes I'd hear him doing himself at night, but I never wanted to do that myself. But after that I got my own room and now I could do myself whenever I wanted (except for classes, etc). I got a little porn stash (I didn't have much money and the mags were expensive). I started keeping track of how long I was making love to myself.

At first it was 10 or 15 minutes. Occasionally I would surprise myself with 20 minutes and I would think about how that was a long one. Then I decided to take matters into my own hands and not leave it to chance. So at first I decided that I wouldn't cum until after 20 minutes. I'd check the clock by my bed and wait until it was time. This was actually very nice since holding back makes your orgasm much more explosive. Sometimes I would hit myself in the face with it. Other times passion would get the best of me and I'd have premature ejaculation.

I next went for 30 minutes, then 40, and finally a whole hour. It was a very special day when I finally reached that level. I had a feeling of real accomplishment. Lots of guys probably had feelings of sexual accomplishment when they managed to feel a girls tits or get inside their pants. I remember hearing them talk about those things when I was in my teens. Now, in my twenties, I had a feeling of accomplishment over having been able to jerk-off for a whole hour.

For the most part I stopped keeping track of time. When I moved in with my ex masturbation had to be fit into the available times. We parted for a bit after we both graduated and I once again had a solo apartment and a porn stash. Once she visited me unexpectedly and I was almost caught. I barely was able to hide my porn and since it wasn't really in a safe place it made me quite nervous. Then we got married and once again masturbation was opportunistic.

Finally my ex divorced me and once again I had a solo apartment. I started building up a nice porn collection, but then I discovered the internet. Downloading porn from the internet provides a great vehicle for edging. There's always new babes and poses that need to be worked. And it also gives me something else to do with my hands- it almost requires a pause. I've also developed a different style.

I use to masturbate to porn mags lying in bed. Now I masturbate to internet porn while sitting in front of my computer. I play with my little dick with my left hand while I mouse with my right, switching occasionally for some power-stroking. This method is very conducive to very long masturbation sessions. I've had some that go on for 4 or 5 hours. Sometimes I get up and take care of some errand, putting off orgasm till later.

There's no question that I love the way it feels to cum. But I also like the way it feels when I manipulate my dick, especially when I'm looking at pics of some pretty lady. When I have the time I like to do this for hours and hours. It feels so good!

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