All of us straight guys want to know if we can please a girl with what we have. For a long time, it was thought that the bigger the penis, the more intense the sex and the greater the orgasm. It sounds right on the surface; after all, whoever's watched porn would think so. But I learned back in college it's far from the truth. It all started at the beginning of my freshman year in college. I made friends - male & female - with my fellow alumni, acing my classes, and excelling as a DJ on the campus radio show. But all the while, I was missing one thing: a girlfriend. Now, I never was awkward around girls, not even back in middle or high school, but I felt my charm with the fairer sex was gone when I hit college.
I didn't mind it all too much, as I was busy with my studies & hosting, but it occasionally got me thinking. I would ask myself questions ranging from: "Do college girls have different standards?" I would think quietly: "Do the girls on campus hate me for something I said on the air?" and: "Could I even satisfy a girl?" Well, I got my answer to the last question after returning to campus after Christmas break. I went for a jog after my classes and took a shower in the locker room, as I always did back then. I was in the shower, washing my hair, when I suddenly heard high-pitched screams from behind. Screaming too, I turned around to see three of the popular girls, one of them the cheerleading captain, recoiling at the sight of my naked body.
"Sorry, we went through the wrong door," one of them said as they all tried to shield their eyes. I was about to say that was fine, expecting them to run out of the locker room, but then, the cheerleading captain's eyes went really wide.
"Oh my God, girls, look at him," she exclaimed, pointing at me. The other two girls looked at what she was pointing to... my penis. They all started pointing and laughing, and the one who first apologized couldn't contain herself.
"Man, he's got practically nothing," she said through her hysterics, to which the third girl added:
"Yeah, how can he be that small?"
"Easy," the captain said, "someone stole his dick and replaced it with a little boy's pee-wee!" The girls left shortly after that, still laughing. What they said wracked me with anxiety that hung around all the way back to my dorm room. When I got there, I went into the bathroom with a ruler and measured myself. Erect, I was about 3 inches long; flaccid, I was barely half that. I was crushed at this discovery, and I didn't know what to do. I took a pee after measuring myself, during which I heard the door open. After I was done, I peeked out the bathroom door to see my female dormmate, Mia, sit down on the couch.
Now, Mia lived with me since our other male dormmate, Troy, moved into the fraternity house he had pledged. She was an exchange student from England with a sweet disposition and a strong brain. I secretly had been attracted to her but kept my feelings to myself, as I didn't want to come off as a perv. Instead, I considered her a female friend, a "Gal Pal" if you like. Knowing she was here, I decided to play it cool. I hid the ruler in the medicine cabinet, flushed the toilet, and went back out to see Mia.
"Hey man, how are you?" she asked.
"Good, classes were boring, as usual, so my jog cleared my mind," I said as we began our homework. About 10 minutes into homework, the phone rang. Mia answered as she recognized the number on the caller ID: it was one of her classmates. They got to chatting, but the phone volume was just loud enough for me to hear everything. The other girl was saying. I suddenly heard her mas Mia: "Hey, is Mini Man there?"
"Who's Mini Man?" Mia replied.
"You know, your dormmate!" the girl told her as she started laughing; my blood ran colder than the outside air. I kept watching out of the corner of my eye as Mia asked the girl: