How to write he's got a big dick

[Kitschshaman]

I have one character in my series that has a seriously big cock. Probably my first and last character as such. He kind of became a walking giant cock and somewhat comedy relief in a series where everyone else had much more depth as a character. He called his member "Big Ben", a name his fiancee picked up from him and spread to the whole friend group.

In the rough and ready world of men's society, frequently the description is the complete opposite of what size the guy actually is. For instance if a guy is well, the minimum, and tries to overcompensate, he's 'Washington', short for the Washington monument. If the guy is truly gargantuan, his nickname becomes 'Peanut'.

 

[UsuallyPresent]

He walked into the bar, the front wheel of the wheelbarrow squeaking quietly as it hauled his third leg comfortably along...

 

[old_prof]

In the rough and ready world of men's society, frequently the description is the complete opposite of what size the guy actually is. For instance if a guy is well, the minimum, and tries to overcompensate, he's 'Washington', short for the Washington monument. If the guy is truly gargantuan, his nickname becomes 'Peanut'.

Over on this side of the pond, we are a bit cruder I guess. There was a famous baseball player Randy Johnson, whose nickname was big unit, described politely by commentators as a locker room nickname. He was 6'9" But even with that, his size apparently made an impression on his teammates.

 

[Erozetta]

A favorite from one of my stories I'll never post here:

Her head tilted to one side and she let her gaze linger a moment too long.

He smiled and arched his brow while making an inviting gesture.

It irritated her that such a nice cock was attached to such a massive dick.

 

[old_prof]

A favorite from one of my stories I'll never post here:

Her head tilted to one side and she let her gaze linger a moment too long.

He smiled and arched his brow while making an inviting gesture.

It irritated her that such a nice cock was attached to such a massive dick.

Does this gem grace another site or is it too personal to post (or some other reason)

 

[Erozetta]

Does this gem grace another site or is it too personal to post (or some other reason)

It's too violent (and by default of it being an actual dream I had, too personal) to post anywhere, lol.

(And I paraphrased as I'm on my phone not my laptop. The actual scene has her pursing her lips and putting her hand on her hip in irritation, not just saying it. And it's first person.)

 

[Melody_Lightdraft2]

Well as Melody is a Centauride, she often comments about the poor thing most human males are blessed with. Because after all, a Centaur is actually, "Hung like a horse."

 

[Isinlarsa]

My wife didn't want to damage my fragile ego, so when I asked how big he was, she just smiled and said "I was really tight."

 

[EmilyMiller]

So what are the/your best ways to describe a big cock?

Samuel's polo shirt went the same way as his sweater. His skin was a lustrous mahogany color, and so soft to run my fingers, then lips over. His frame was closer to skinny than muscular, but it felt nice to rest my head on his solid pecs, and listen to his racing heart.

But I was an impatient sort of girl, and my earlier doubts had receded, at least for now. With a brief kiss, I wriggled onto the floor, and began to unbutton Samuel's jeans. This led to the broadest smile yet. "Emily, I should say that the big black cock is a myth, I don't want you to be disappointed."

I thought that his facial expression wasn't wholly consistent with his words, and he was fond of jokes. Both observations spurred me on my voyage of penile discovery. As I pulled his boxers down and released their contents, I was far from disappointed. This was much more my speed. Looking up, I did my best to convey astonishment - men love their egos to be stroked; even more than their cocks.

Gripping Samuel, I tried a few exploratory up and down movements, which made him shiver. "Not too big for you, Emily?" he asked, with evident pride, and a tremble in his voice.

"I don't know, it is very big," I pouted, dismissing the thought that David was at least an inch and a half longer, maybe two. Still, compared to Matt, this was much better. "I wonder what it tastes like," I purred, and licked my lips, feeling a lot happier about life.

 

[NotWise]

From Escape from Cimarron.

Steve didn’t hear over the shower when the door opened and closed behind Nita. He didn’t hear her sarong glide to the floor. Warm water flowed over his face and his shoulders while Nita pulled the curtain aside and stepped into the shower.

Steve jumped when Nita said, “Oh m’God, Stevie! Where’d you get that?”