The following was a readers comment which seemed quite worthy of a post for everyone to enjoy reading,
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Maybe it's too late to comment on this story and on the poll which asked about little dicks.
What I wanted to report is that I can't remember the size of my dick as a young kid. I don't know if I had a little one or not. Is that strange? I know that another neighbor boy and me played with our dicks together quite a bit at around the age of 9 but do not remember its size at all.
The earliest memory of the size of my dick was when I let some younger boys see it (we were hiding in one boy's garage) and I was 13. I remember having a hard-on and pulling down the front of my shorts and underwear to show how it stuck up in the air and was hard to move. I remember getting my whole hand around it and the head sticking out at the top. You may laugh, but I am sure my dick was already its adult size at 13. The other guys touched my dick and played with it, except one boy got scared and ran away when he saw it.
That was before learning how to jerk but I liked it a lot to get the boys to feel it on Two Fingers for Thrills
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Starting when we were just babies, there were two other boys in our block that were the same age as me. We were together all the time not... -
Dave brings us this story from his youth. I believe it is best to let the story serve as testament to his affection for someone he cherished...
Maybe none of us think about size unless some specific event is strong enough to plant a memory in our minds. I know I was poorly endowed as a small boy. How do I know? My second grade class went swimming at the end of school. The other boys saw my dick in the locker room. One of them said I needed a magnifying glass to piss, and everybody laughed like hell. Needless to say, I was humiliated. That comment remains in my mind despite my dick growing through the years and being perfectly normal when I started jacking with other guys.
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