Big

Ryan smirked.

His size was something he'd always taken some pride in. He knew he was bigger than most other people; he could tell by the expressions of the handful of girls he'd done up to this point. They had all been impressed by his size, but he tried not to let that go to his head. He could have easily got by with the knowledge that he had a big dick; but he felt having a good body would really round everything out, and so he worked hard to maintain a physically fit form.

There really was nothing he'd change about his body, and so he went about getting ready to start his day. He dressed in boxers and black socks; then he threw on a pair of worn blue jeans. This was followed by a white t-shirt and a blue, plaid, button up shirt (which he didn't button up). Satisfied with his appearance, he walked out of his door and headed downstairs where, from the smell of things, his mom was just about finished breakfast.