Date: Mon, 26 Jul 2010 08:24:48 +0000 From: Jake Audio Subject: Size doesn't Matter The name is Mick Nolan was exactly 4 feet tall when I was 25, I had been that height since I was 14. I was so sure I would be taller. But alas it didn't happen. Everything about me was the same small like my size. What was interesting about that was every other male was almost 6 feet or more by their 14th or 15th birthday. I was stuck at 4 feet. I was good at two things in life, intelligence and sex; not in any order. I knew how to please a person. I could talk about science or sex and sometimes it was the same thing. By the time I was 12, I was so into sex it wasn't funny. Naked people consumed half my thoughts. You see there were 7 kids in our family. 6 boys and 1 girl, but I was the middle child. There was Susan at 16. Mike was 15, I was (Mick) 14, Stan was 12, and Sloane who was 11. Sex was taught at 10 years of age. My brother Mike had had sex with a lot of people. He bragged all the time about the girls and a few guys too that he had been with. Since I was twelve and started shooting sperm I was more into sex. I couldn't control my penis, it seemed to have a life of its own. My sex drive was so high that at school I jerked off twice a day in the boys bathroom. No one treated me bad. I was a tough 14 teen year old, I beat up at least 1 kid a month at school; punched a few every week. But the thing that really got me was I wasn't growing much. My brother Stan who was twelve was my height. I was suppose to grow. While Mike and I weren't close; Stan, Sloan, and I were very close. I had been to the doctor at 11 when I was too short for my age. He had said that I had slow growth and reassured me I'd grow. Well then I got to be 14 dad took me back to see a different doctor. He said I wasn't going to be tall. My body was resistant to growth hormones, so even giving me that was useless. I was done growing at 14. This was the height I was going to be. I had already started to grow facial hair, and a bit of body hair like a man. It took me months to get use to the fact that I wasn't going to be any bigger. I made me want to be tougher. The really frustrating part was my penis was only 4 and half inches in size. This was 11 years ago so internet was available. Dad decided that I needed a good computer and I could do whatever I wanted regarding the internet. I was 14 he told me. I was just warned not to give out to much private information when communicating with someone. He hadn't done this for Mike who was 15, but then Mike was so into girls and stuff he didn't need it. I was truly a bookworm so to speak, that was the only thing kept the school from completely throwing me out. I did get suspended a few times, but I always did the makeup work or homework. I had straight A-Plus grades; Which was strange for what most would call a bully. OK on to Gordy, by best friend. When I was 14 he was the same age. We had both spent most of school years together. He was taller than me at 5 feet 5 inches. But that didn't make a difference. We hung out together all the time at my house. But I didn't know if he would want to know about all I knew about sex. We shared science stuff all the time; and talked about certain girls. While I was good looking, I still look like a kids. He looked much older than me. We never spoke about private stuff at my house. One time at his house he told me he wondered if my penis was small like me. "Yeah, it only 4 and half inches so what." "NO, I don't care about your size, I was just wondering." He could see the look of hurt on my face. "Mick, you're the person I can be myself around. Even my sister is scary to me." Gordy's sister was 27 very smart and working hard at her career. He had lost his parents when he was 8 and that's why he lived a few houses down from mine with her. She loved her brother but didn't have time spend with him. We became fast friends six years ago. But in all the fights he never got involved; and I told him to stay out. "I guess its OK. I know you didn't mean anything else by it. If you had been anyone I would have beat the crap out of them." "I know, I said it without thinking." "To show you no hard feelings I show you how my penis is like the rest of me." I dropped my pant and underwear. He sat down on his bed and just stared at my penis. Then he did something that surprised and delight me. He reached out and touch it. "Hey, that's not a good idea. Granted you hand feels good on my little penis, but now its going to..." Before I finished saying my penis was going to grow hard it did. Gordy continued to play with it. "Its just like mine. If I lick my hand like this and rub it; it feels good." He had my penis now fully going and I was panting like crazy. "Shit it feels so good. You better stop or you're going to get covered my sperm."He didn't listen just rubbed it hard, followed by rubbing my testicles. I just put back my head and started to pant in short breaths. It was one last quick breath as I started to shoot my load all over his hands and chest. I was grunting like crazy with each shot I did. I almost collated on the floor as Gordy had me lie down on his bed with my pants and underwear at my ankles. Some how after a few minutes I ask him about doing it. "Why did you do that?" "I don't know. My hand seemed to have a mind of its own." "Well, I did enjoy it. But does this mean things will get weird between us?" We didn't say anything for about ten minutes. Gordy just laid down on the bed next to me. with my sperm on his shirt. Then he spoke softly. "Mick, I sorry I did that. I just wanted to know what it was like to see another guy shoot his sperm." "Look, I'm not mad. It felt great. You know I won't tell anybody." "Yeah I know but..." Before he could anything else I sat up and grabbed on to his pants and underwear and pulled them down. There stood his 6 inches of meat hard already. I took a hold of penis. I had licked both of my hands and started to work on his stiff member. He just laid still and let me. I got him going so good. All he said was. "O Mick if feels so good!"I worked him more and all he did after that was breath in sharply a lot. He was now panting like a maniac. Suddenly he told me... "Here it comes." He shot about the same many numbers of shot I had. Granted his load was more, but then everything about him was more. Again we just laid there in silence. After about 10 minutes we started to talk about it. It seemed be both liked it and wanted to try it again sometime. Jake Audio jakeaudio@hotmail.com Let me know what you think?