This will be a tame one by some standards but I hope you enjoy it.
Before the Covid pandemic, a few years ago, some friends of mine decided to take a holiday that I wasn’t able to join in on due to work commitments.
Through good fortune, work commitments eased up and I found myself able to go.
The problem was that the hotel they had booked was small and alternative accommodation wasn’t close to it.
After some discussion it was decided I’d stay in the room of one of the couples going, as they had space for 3 in their room, with their being a sofa bed as well as a double bed. Both of these were my friends and had been for some time.
For reference, the guy was my age, 5’9 and an average looking dude. A pale, skinny build white guy but I knew from previous holidays, gym showers and drunken shenanigans that he had an absolute unit in his pants.
It was the sort of member that sent me bright red when I saw it, due to embarrassment over my own. It was and still is the largest penis I’ve ever seen, even including any porno. Imagine a large deodorant can as your flaccid penis and you’ve got his member.
It looked 3 times the size of mine flaccid…
Our bodies were pretty much identical, until you took a peek in the pants.
His girlfriend was by any measure, stunning. 5’5, long brunette hair and quite skinny, except for an oversized pair of breasts that she often joked were a ‘curse’ on her tiny frame. I’d guess F cup. Equally large nipples to match if my memory serves me right.
I’d seen her topless before on a previous holiday and caught a glimpse of her in just panties once or twice.
Dumping my casedown in their hotel room, I was equal parts nervous and excited to share with them.
I’d shared rooms with him before when it was just us two and I knew his attitude to nudity; VERY liberal.
After we arrived, he went to shower and he stood in a towel drying his hair with a separate towel as we all unpacked.
I recall him standing in a towel and all 3 of us looking at one another waiting to see who’d make any kind of statement as to our attitudes towards changing.
The bathroom was small and cramped and none of us wanted to change in there.
In the end I think we just decided we’d be grown ups about it, accept some functional nudity might happen and just live with it.
This was all too apparent when he dropped his towel and walked around to get changed with his enormous member slapping loudly against his thighs as his girl unpacked her things, none the wiser.
Over the next few days I got progressively more confident getting changed.
I didn’t want to drop my towel too obviously due to my 3 inch, and even sometimes 2 inch, flaccid member being so much smaller than his, but I couldn’t cover up too much as that would look suspicious.
Him and his girl seemed fairly confident being naked, often walking around naked with a morning coffee after their shower or changing and just standing there chatting away to me with no obvious care.
After the first day, I dropped the ‘shuffle my boxers down under my towel’ act and started to strip off in full view.
After the second day I wouldnt, always insist on a towel covering me. I might just hold some boxers casually in front of me or stand behind the sofa.
After the third day, Id basically just stand there naked and chat if possible. I even did it after a cold shower when I must have been 2 inches at best.
I could see his eyes focus on it and then to his own and then see him chuckle as he thought I wasn’t looking as I stood in full view and dried my hair.
Then on the final few days I too would walk about the entire room, confident in my body, not letting the fact we were both naked and he was much larger put me off.
I started to really enjoy the liberal nature of strolling around naked.
I even strutted onto the balcony totally naked to hand them both a beer one evening as they were dressed and ready to go out.
I definitely caught his girlfriend looking at us both, subtly making comparisons, in the times that we were both nude and stood close to one another.
I remember once standing there in front of her nude, asking her a question as she did her make up. I could see when she looked up she was trying so hard not to stare at my penis as her boyfriend walked around flaunting a much larger member.
A particularly choice moment came when both me and him were stood in front of a mirror together doing our hair, both naked.
I made a point to stand next to him and do my hair too as even I was curious to see the size difference. It was insane. His soft penis hung low and swung with every subtle motion of his body and I caught the gaze of his girl in the mirror on more than one occasion.
A few times I saw her just casually on her phone as it was just us two getting changed and I wondered if she was messaging her girl friends about what she was witnessing. Oh how I wish!
I won’t bore you with every single interaction on that holiday, suffice to say I could sense his girls amazement at the size difference.
They sadly broke up a year later and I messaged her to check how she was.
We ended up exchanging pleasantries and having a phone call or two to reminisce on old times.
The conversation turned to that holiday and she laughed.
She ended up telling me how shocked she was at how confident I was before stating
‘I can tell you secretly loved the attention and the comparisons’
I blushed over the phone and denied it, simply stating I was fine with my body.
She rattled off an example or two that could have proved her point and said she’d ‘keep this our little secret’ and she secretly enjoyed it too.
Our contact remained infrequent for a while after. She sometimes sent me photos of her on holidays/nights out , and often sent me memes relating to small dicks and their comparisons to big dicks with captions like ‘this made me think of you’.
One of her last messages to me was to say she was on holiday with her new boyfriend and she ‘missed something funny to stare at’ as it was just the two of them in their room.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/115bwa2/she_never_forgot_my_small_penis_stood_next_to_his