The public at large, from bedrooms to boardrooms call us "gifted" "blessed" "endowed"- grand terms for our equally grand penises.
We are the guys with a little extra pep in our steps the like that
Smilin' Bob would never see.
Many people want us, many want us to just go away.
Sound like a clip from the next "X-men" movie?
Wrongo!
It is life as being phallically advanced (now
THERE's a term for ya!)
It's a double edged sword-and at this point in time , i'm facing it on a level so insanely funny ( a comedy of SERIOUS errors), so i'm looking for a few viewpoints to help figure this out before I either piss myself laughing, or fall asleep from abject boredom , okay ??
On one side of the "sword ' is my girlfriend.Let's call her "Jayda"
Jayda and I have a very limited sex life.. mostly in part to her enthrallment of my penis, but she seems a tad afraid to try oral, and she shies away from intercourse, so our mutual sex life consists of her giving me a handjob, or me performing oral on her.
The SECOND side of the "sword" is a recent (4 years ago) ex girlfriend, let's call her "Denise".
Denise loved the way I'm put together, she was VERY oral , adventurous, and loved it a little rough (Ahh.. Memories)

(Anyway, we split up
JUST BEFORE a DNA test told me I wasn't my kid's dad, so... life goes on)
Denise and I recently began crossing paths again ,as she works in a strip mall I frequent. On one occasion , she told me how her current boyfriend isn't quite "doing ANY of that right", and on a few occasions,she told me of her dreams of being "back in the saddle" , so to speak.
(Her guy and I ran in the same crowd years back , and it is well known by those in our circle that he'd look at a cocktail weenie and get penis envy

.)
Okay.. with that in mind, the boyfriend has been popping up warning me to stay away from his girlfriend... which is REALLY really odd, because I haven't approached her (sexually or otherwise.... YET), and I have , in the three or so months since i've lived in this neighborhood,We've crossed paths only 2 or 3 times, despite my trips to the mall.
So in the END I end up with
GROPER girlfriend who won't shag me , a
GROUPIE ex girlfriend who wants to fly the friendly thighs, and a
GRIPER antagonist who is FAR more amusing than intimidating...
... Maybe I should just keep laughing ?? ( or sell it to John Hughes for a "Breakfast Club" reunion.
Hmm..


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