Small, but grower

I was VERY self conscious and ashamed of my small penis as a boy, especially when at about age 12, I felt I was being “left behind” by friends who were sprouting in length, girth, and hair.
Certainly hated gang showers in Junior High and High School, the Navy, etc etc.
During pre-deployment training in S.E.R.E school I was stripped naked and put on display to the whole rest of the company, who entered the gate of the “compound” passed me, while my head was covered in a burlap bag.
The “trainers” made sure to comment plenty about me having tattoos, saying, “His problem is obvious,” etc.
Man, that was abject humiliation!

It took years for me to realize that like some other guys, my flaccid state was not a “shower.”
It’s a grower: 5&1/2 inches when aroused and ready for duty.
I became very attached to it, in later years. My wife of 35 years was happy with it (and my balls, which she really thought were nice.

No regrets! I mean that, truly. I wouldn’t trade it now! We’ve become real buddies.

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