How I [30m] got an SPH Fetish Despite Having a Big Dick [MF]

It was a one-night stand back when I was around 24 or 25. It was before I ruled out girls who were under 21, so I think she was like 20 or 19. We saw a movie and I was ready to end the date and bring her home because I wasn’t really feeling a connection, but she really wanted to come back to my place. Despite thinking she was kind of loud, obnoxious, and immature, I indulged her. I had a few drinks, and we went out on my back porch for a cigarette. It really started when she decided to sit in my lap.

You see, I’m 7.5″ in length and 7″ in girth. I usually experience a lot of cock worship because of the above average length and extremely above average girth. But when fully soft, it’s tiny; 3″ on a very rare good day, and like 1 to 1.5″ regularly. Plus I have really big low hanging balls with a naturally large body so that doesn’t help. I had always been pretty insecure about it, ever since I was a teenager and this girl who was flirting with me at a party “accidentally” slipped and grabbed my crotch area; she didn’t find anything and immediately stopped flirting afterward. So I’d usually make sure no one saw it unless it was at least a little fluffed up. Usually we would send pictures first so I could at least make sure I was hard in that scenario. And in person, I’d typically be at least half-mast before it came out. This time though, I was completely soft.

She was sitting on my lap, and despite there being no chemistry (she was attractive but I just wasn’t feeling it), she suddenly asked if I had a big dick… I immediately assumed she was asking because she was sitting on my lap and not feeling anything against her ass. Usually I would have had a much smoother answer, and looking back now, I know exactly what I would have said, but at the time, all I could really think of was, “um yeah it’s pretty big”. Then she started kissing me. We went back inside and she asked me to fuck her and then drop her off at a friend’s place afterward. This made me feel like she wasn’t really interested in me either but she just wanted to get her rocks off while she could (she lived with her dad who seemed really strict). I figured why the hell not, so we started making out a bit in bed. I was thinking about how she questioned my size earlier, not really able to get hard. She kept her hands above the waist right up until she pulled my shorts down, and as soon as she saw it, her eyes widened and her mouth gaped and she gasped. “DUDE THAT’S A TINY DICK!” She sat there and laughed for a few seconds. I laughed with her, shaking it a little to fluff it up. I told her to see if it’s still tiny after it’s hard. She covered it up with the blankets and laid beside me while stroking it. She said stuff like “you lied, you said you had a big dick and this is not a big dick.” Before long though, I was rock hard. She realized the difference quickly, ripping the blanket off to see what she was feeling now. No longer was it small, squishy, and easy to accidentally slip out of her tiny hands. She saw and felt how big it was now, and switched to much longer strokes with both hands. “Wow it really is big, like a magic trick,” was all she said before hopping on. She was extremely wet, so it only took a few rubs of my head against her clit and labia before she slowly guided it in inch by inch.

Sure, she was shocked, but I was too. I had never experienced someone telling me I had a small cock before, let alone laughing at it. I was accustomed to her second reaction once it was hard… And don’t get me wrong I could never grow tired of compliments toward my dick, but this was a new feeling. It was a massive and oddly freeing turn-on. As she rode and worshipped my now fully-erect cock, asking if her pussy felt good for me, the only thing in my mind was the image of her pulling my shorts down and laughing, over and over again. I was too distracted by that to really go on. I mean, there still wasn’t much chemistry after all. She was getting calls from her friends, which gave me an opening to end things. Pretty anticlimactic ending as neither of us even finished. I think we might have exchanged a text or two a few weeks later but it was clear neither of us were into the other.

But from that point forward, I’ve been far more open about being tiny when flaccid. I’m open about how it turns me on when someone makes fun of it and laughs at it, or compares it to others. Sure, I have the luxury of having a big one when it gets hard, and I still enjoy those perks, but now instead of being insecure about how it hangs soft, I’m proud of it in a way. And I’d still prefer a big, plump, low-hanging, swinging, heavy cock between my legs. But I have a lot of fun with “dicklet” now. It’s been a component of every serious relationship since, and some casual ones as well.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ps4qsu/how_i_30m_got_an_sph_fetish_despite_having_a_big