“What’s the question?”
“Are you a grower?”
“Dad, does it grow much?” – Jason asks.
You laugh at the question.
“You are right, son, that’s private and I won’t get much into the matter, but yes, I am a grower and it’s of an average size when erect. I just happen to have a tiny flaccid dick” – You answer.
Your son nods “Mine is also average when erect” – he says – “I just wish it was bigger flaccid. Most of my friends are bigger flaccid”.
“It’s not a competition son. Who cares if your friends are bigger? You have what you have so make the most of it. Do not think about what others make with theirs” – You tell him.
“Let me tell you a story, but do not tell anybody else, only your mother and your uncle Nathan know” – You start saying – “When we were young, my brother Nathan and me did not get on very well. So, we were continuously fighting”.
“Oh, I would not have suspected it, you look so united now” – Jason comments.
“Yes, but back then, it was not that way. To make matters worse, we were both in love with the same girl” – You explain – “She seemed to like me more than Nathan. Of course, I am more handsome, more charismatic and smarter” – You joke.
“And humbler” – Your son adds ironically.
You smile at his comment and keep telling the story – “Nathan knew that I was poorly endowed, so he thought it would be a good idea to lower my pants in front of her to humiliate me. He keeps telling that he just wanted to lower my pants and not my underwear, but, in the end, he fully depantsed me in front of her”.
“How embarrassing” – Your son says.
“Well, I thought so but I decided to act non-chalantly. I was there with my shriveled little dick exposed to her, but I calmly put my underwear and my pants back on. She was able to take a good look and, then, she asked if I was cold. I laughed that off and answered that, no, that it is just fun-sized. She got curious about it, and we end up having sex that night. Of course, your uncle was fuming” – You explain.
“Have you seen her after that?” – Your son asks curiously.
“Well, a couple of times, you can say. It was your mum” – You say with a smile.
“Shit, that’s kind of weird. The fact that you started dating because she saw your tiny flaccid penis” – Your son says.
“She always told me that she loved my reaction and my confidence” – You say.
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