Some are "growers" while others are "show-ers". The difference being the amount of room that one may have in their pants at any given time. I for one am a grower. In a cold setting without arousal the circumstances would place serious doubt in the mind of any woman who had not personally seen the extent of my glorious > 9 inch length x 7 inch circumference - straight as a arrow - perfectly proportioned specimen of a cock...And I prefer it that way for two reasons. First there is the element of surprise. I find amusement in the reactions of women viewing my fully engorged cock for the first time. Secondly, there is a matter of comfort as far as how much room it allows when "Russell" (In college I named my penis "Russell the Love Muscle" and attempting to change it now after he served me so well at the time, would cause both unnecessary confusion and potentially be insulting to him) much appreciate space in my close fitting blue jeans. Also, a considerable sub-benefit is found while wearing the rather short shorts I embraced long ago and refuse to give up. Otherwise, the unsuspecting could become either aroused or envious depending on setting and individual person.

But that is not to say that there are only benefits and no disadvantages to scoring in the 99% percentile for the overall size of my cock...

At 5'10" and 170lbs, I am just a hair over average height and weight of men in the United States. Mount on the front of my average size body the largest of the large and it looks even larger. Which would be great if the goal was to win a parade or a large dick contest but that's not the most desirable purpose for the use of what God gave me.

All too often women who have been oppressed under the limitations of the average size penis as far as sex is concerned, find the size of my cock jaw-dropping. But not always because they are intent to have my cock in their mouths or in the the joyful anticipation of vaginal pleasure. Sometimes it's out of nervousness or even worse, fear. Which is understandable considering the average penis is somewhere in the neighborhood of 70% smaller than the one I whield. I can't say I blame them. And although I've never had trouble eventually making comfortable penetration for the purposes of fucking their collective brains out, surprisingly it can take a few moments and risk killing the mood.

The next issue that I have faced once my girlfriends and wives and fuck buddies have become receptive and anticipatory to my large penis, is that I still risk inadvertently bumping too hard into their cervixes. Which can result in a woman launching off of my pounding cock like a bottle rocket in pain. And once again risk killing the mood.

I can go on for pages but that might sound like complaining. And the truth is I am certainly thankful for my oversized dick as are many women just in a three state radius. But I'll leave with this for the night. Much more goes into an enjoyable experience as far as getting laid than simply having a large dick. Very rarely has it ever worked out for me to simply introduce myself to a female immediately tell her that I have a 9 inch cock and expect her to allow me to fuck her. Not to mention it takes a lot of the fun out of pursuing it. It does prove helpful as being a confidence booster in times of need such as while entertaining a female interest but it takes more than that to seal the deal. But at the end of the night when it's time for the main event I'm reminded by each and every time exactly why it's good to be me.