How do you recognise a big cock without seeing it?

They're normally the noisy ones in the hen house....
Bragging....
The hens all know... He's all beak.....
I am deeply shamed that the anthro writer who thinks about animals so much did not come up with this joke before you did. I was busy looking for that stupid finger study, and when I came back out, I thought, "Oh, I can make a rooster joke."

Damn mother-clucking article.
 
Strange as it may seem, women generally decide they want to fuck a guy (or not) before they actually see his cock.

Men are different, judging by the pre-internet gay mags which had personal ads with photos of nothing but cock, 100 dick pics on a page. I remember asking my gay mate "but why???" and him just going "it's a man thing". Like picking a flavour at Baskin-Robbins, was the most I got out of him.

The only way you can know is by hearsay. The spouse and I left a pub once and a drunk friend hugged spouse and told me, "It's a real shame he's straight, you know. Crying shame." And then shouted to the entire area of South London, "He's hung like a fucking donkey!" Which apparently he knows from admiring at the urinals.

I figure out what to do with someone's genitals once I meet said squidgy bits.
 
Strange as it may seem, women generally decide they want to fuck a guy (or not) before they actually see his cock.

Men are different, judging by the pre-internet gay mags which had personal ads with photos of nothing but cock, 100 dick pics on a page. I remember asking my gay mate "but why???" and him just going "it's a man thing". Like picking a flavour at Baskin-Robbins, was the most I got out of him.

The only way you can know is by hearsay. The spouse and I left a pub once and a drunk friend hugged spouse and told me, "It's a real shame he's straight, you know. Crying shame." And then shouted to the entire area of South London, "He's hung like a fucking donkey!" Which apparently he knows from admiring at the urinals.

I figure out what to do with someone's genitals once I meet said squidgy bits.
100% true indeed
 
I'm wondering how women (and some men) go about judging the size of a man's (big) penis. Earlier I thought it would be simple, just checking what condoms they have. Now I'm wondering if that would even work. Condoms are less common these days, and I'm not sure how many could recognise the special brands between the absolute cornucopia of brands in all colours that exist.

With showers, growers, and sock enjoyers it is impossible to just see it through the clothes. Physical prowess? Or they drive a crappy car and got nothing to prove? Or is the only evidence the one that smacks you in the face?
What if it wasn't about the size of the actual cock at all?

Big-cock energy can fill a room without any dropped trou at all!
 
How they respond to flirting/teasing/innuendo.

Biggest guys I've ever been with aways blushed fiercely when I intentionally provoked them, while the smaller ones tended to get overtly aggressive/seemingly offended if I went there before they did. (Purely anecdotal based only on my experiences.)

Also, there's a difference in the way they interact in my experience. The bigger guys I knew kinda latched on when I'd make a sexual joke and would easily carry it forward with good nature and a different kind of aggression than the smaller guys. (Think gentle encouragement but quite physical vs standoffish verbally and less physical.) The smaller guys would talk a big bullish game but had little to no follow through physically.

Other tactic:

Sit on their lap and trace my fingers across the back of their neck and/or lay my head on their shoulder. Question would be fully answered in about 3 minutes on average. Less if I whispered something to them.
 
I'm sitting in a bar, and a man orders a drink; the bartender puts it in front of him. A wee little man leaps out of his pocket, kicking the drink off the bar, and jumps back in his pocket. I ask him, "What the fuck was that?"

He says, "I was shipwrecked, found this lamp, when I rubbed, out popped a Genie. She said, 'I'll grant you three wishes.' In order, I wished to be rescued, to win millions in the lottery, and to have a ten-inch prick. Bartender, can I have another round, please? Well, I was rescued within the hour. Won the lottery the very day I got home." The bartender put another shot in front of him, and the man jumped out, kicking the drink off the bar again. "And obviously, got my ten-inch prick as well. Just not the prick I had in mind."
 
The grey sweatpants
They're sooo "ew" style wise but I get that they're so revealing that they're a "look magnet."

Gray sweatpants are the absolute pits and make a person look like a basement dwelling clueless dweeb. Even guys who are actually working out don't look good in them, they just look like when Rocky was a pitiful sad sack with no friends and didn't have two nickels to rub together.

I'm trying to think of a femme equivalent to gray sweatpants, and I kinda just can't. I mean, I can think of a zero-style, can't-get-laid, clinical-depression look a girl can wear, but it wouldn't be revealing.
 
"It ain't the meat, it's the motion!"
R&B tune, 1951 by the, wait for it......The Swallows!
 
I’m only speaking for myself here, but IMHO the myth of women desiring big cocks is like that of men desiring big breasts. It’s a lousy myth. Positive attitude regarding sex and otherwise pleasant personality traits are way more attractive. Also more easily attainable in my experience.
 
Slightly more seriously, it’s men who are obsessed with cock size, not women. I’ve been with guys with a wide range of different sizes of equipment. Not one of them did I fuck due to cock size. There is this myth that when a woman sees a large cock she immediately wants to fuck the guy. I think we have porn to blame here.
There's a similar correlation to breast size and porn. At a certain point you reach sufficiency.
 
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