Mr. Johnson

It's and early September morning at HSU. Gazing out from the window of the small apartment that sits in a block of low cost teacher housing on campus, you see that the sun is still sleeping, and a thin fog hangs over everything. The kind of morning that you've always loved. You throw on a sweatshirt and track pants, and quickly make your way toward the athletics building.

Getting up this early to shower and work out is a habit you developed last year, after finding that being a teacher doesn't exempt you from the cruelty of students and their locker room mockery. Among a small group of seniors, you had become known as "Mr. Little Johnson" before you realized your mistake. Not this year. This year, you've started lifting weights, and you are looking good. You've noticed a few of the female teachers, as well as some of the early student arrivals checking you out in the last couple days, each one making you smile just a little.

In the empty locker room, you take your time changing into your bright orange swimsuit, looking around first to see that nobody is around. During the moment or two you are naked, your brain flashes back to a memory. You were eighteen years old, and fresh out of high school. Buzzed at a party with your long time girlfriend, she dragged you upstairs to take your virginity.

Now, you had always known that you weren't as big as the guys you saw in porn, but you always knew that was an ****. Having no other frame of reference, you always assumed you were rather average below the belt. That night, you dropped your pants, and after a moment of hesitation, your boxers, only to be greeted with a burst of laughter.

"What?" You asked, as she tried to gasp an answer between laughter.

"It's...it's just so small!" she shrieked. "I'm sorry, I really am, but my little brother has a bigger dick than you."

In her drunken state, she got up and ran out. She then went outside, and what she thought she did was quietly discuss the issue with a friend. What she did was loudly tell her friend you had a tiny penis, while half the party listened in.

Shaking off the memory, you lock up your bag, and head out into the pool area, surprised when you see that you aren't alone.