Leveraging a big cock pre internet?

[discreetguy99]

Gen X, Boomers and older men with huge dicks:

Lately I’ve been wondering if having a big cock pre-internet helped dudes get laid more or was it basically nice to have in the locker room and that’s about it?

Millennials and Gen Z have hundreds of places online to advertise the goods. That wasn’t true before the World Wide Web.

Also women weren’t “allowed” to be as sexual then and the consequences for gays were horrible.

Not to mention geographic location and access to a large enough pool for potential interactions.

Do you feel you were able to easily leverage your big cock back then or was it incredibly difficult. Cheers!

 

[Jon1971]

Back then I didn't know how big I was. If someone said it was big I assumed they were just trying to flatter me.

 

[discreetguy99]

Back then I didn't know how big I was. If someone said it was big I assumed they were just trying to flatter me.

Okay that’s a first. I know dudes who didn’t know they were big until their friends or first sexual partner told them.

I’ve never even heard of someone who consistently didn’t believe it.

How long until you finally accepted the truth? What happened?

 

[lapdog2001]

Gen X, Boomers and older men with huge dicks:

Lately I’ve been wondering if having a big cock pre-internet helped dudes get laid more or was it basically nice to have in the locker room and that’s about it?

99.9% of the men I've seen in locker rooms, showers, etc were all in the average flaccid penis size range. Nobody, and I mean nobody was ever coming onto other guys in any locker room I've ever been in throughout my entire life. Plus, nobody knows what size a penis is erect until it it erect.

Millennials and Gen Z have hundreds of places online to advertise the goods. That wasn’t true before the World Wide Web.
Also women weren’t “allowed” to be as sexual then and the consequences for gays were horrible.

There were such things as phone based dating 'sites' and some were sponsored by local radio stations. I tried the phone date thing for a while. You essentially used the keypad to tell the system who you were based on menu selections, then they presented short audios of women that matched. As a man, I could choose to leave a msg and include my phone number, and relied totally of any interested woman to give me a call back. I had about a dozen first dates, but nothing 'clicked' and I most certainly didn't get laid out of any of those encounters!

Not to mention geographic location and access to a large enough pool for potential interactions.

Do you feel you were able to easily leverage your big cock back then or was it incredibly difficult. Cheers!

I think my limited interactions with women were more due to my shyness than any other factor. I've met and lusted after dozens of beautiful women when I was in my late teens 918+!) and early 20s, but how many did I ask out? Not many at all. The dating I did was more accidental or circumstantial as sometimes hanging out with mutual friends lead to conversations and invitations to go out for a drink, etc.

No woman, at any point in my life, knew my cock size until they had already made the decision to experience it for themselves. When I was single, I did try out Adult Friend Finder and some of those backpage ads in newspapers and Craig's List for potential hookups, but it was 99% men looking for men, and the few actual women I could find were not my type.

 

[discreetguy99]

99.9% of the men I've seen in locker rooms, showers, etc were all in the average flaccid penis size range. Nobody, and I mean nobody was ever coming onto other guys in any locker room I've ever been in throughout my entire life. Plus, nobody knows what size a penis is erect until it it erect.

There were such things as phone based dating 'sites' and some were sponsored by local radio stations. I tried the phone date thing for a while. You essentially used the keypad to tell the system who you were based on menu selections, then they presented short audios of women that matched. As a man, I could choose to leave a msg and include my phone number, and relied totally of any interested woman to give me a call back. I had about a dozen first dates, but nothing 'clicked' and I most certainly didn't get laid out of any of those encounters!

I think my limited interactions with women were more due to my shyness than any other factor. I've met and lusted after dozens of beautiful women when I was in my late teens 918+!) and early 20s, but how many did I ask out? Not many at all. The dating I did was more accidental or circumstantial as sometimes hanging out with mutual friends lead to conversations and invitations to go out for a drink, etc.

No woman, at any point in my life, knew my cock size until they had already made the decision to experience it for themselves. When I was single, I did try out Adult Friend Finder and some of those backpage ads in newspapers and Craig's List for potential hookups, but it was 99% men looking for men, and the few actual women I could find were not my type.

Thank you for sharing your experience. Shyness seems to be the bane of many a man, hung or not.

Well I hope you got to make up for at least some of the lost time. Cheers!

 

[javeggg]

This 'big dick' obsession didn't exist before 2005 or so I'd say, mostly before smarphones and social networks. There were space for surprise, like getting tipsy with a catch and taking him home, or mess around in the club. You could be chatting form months with someone before getting to know how was he packing.
Also no one were doing these gross dick pics we do nowadays.

And because of that parks and cruising spots, not only for gay guys, where always packed, that was the way for some quick action.

 

[discreetguy99]

This 'big dick' obsession didn't exist before 2005 or so I'd say, mostly before smarphones and social networks. There were space for surprise, like getting tipsy with a catch and taking him home, or mess around in the club. You could be chatting form months with someone before getting to know how was he packing.
Also no one were doing these gross dick pics we do nowadays.

And because of that parks and cruising spots, not only for gay guys, where always packed, that was the way for some quick action.

Hmmm. I agree it didn’t exist as much in Europe. Just watch the straight porn stars of the time. I mean the actual stars, not just men who did porn. Sure you had Ian Scott, Chris Charming, Rocco, Vic de Mille, Jean Yves LeCastel and a few others I’m forgetting.

But Backy Jackic, John Walton, Choky Ice and many more others were just average and they were bona fide stars in Europe. This was the 90s to around 2005 I would say.

Before the 90s I’ve struggled to find European porn stars with big dicks. I know they exist. I just don’t find them easily.

In America the obsession with big dicks probably exploded in the 70s. We had our long overdue Sexual Revolution, porn became relatively mainstream and the introduction of one John Curtis Holmes changed the world.

I think what has happened the most is the definition of “big”.

My favorite Golden Age male pornstar was Kevin James. In the 70s and 80s his dick was considered big if not huge, depending on the angle. Now his dick would just be nice or “the perfect size”.

I also saw a comment last year that before WWII men weren’t objectified (as much?) as women were. So dick size didn’t matter anywhere near as much. While women were and are still objectified at an atomic level.

It’s fucked up, and I also believed it without hesitation.

I also believe our insecurities with dick size is why speedos never really caught on in America and why tight, revealing trunks died in popularity and will never return in my lifetime.

 

[auncut10in]

I must have been living in a different world. I was getting hit on all the time prior to the internet. Guys would see my bulge and approach me. I would get hit on at the gym. Guys were jerking off in the steam rooms and a big dick was definitely noticed. Bathrooms back then had lots of glory holes, sometimes even just peep holes. But enough for a guy. in the stall next to me to put his hand under the stall. I knew exactly why that hand was there. Dances at the big dance places got pretty steamy. I used to go to these underwear dance parties. Yeah they definitely noticed what I was packing. Stuff would just happen in my every day life. I didn't even have to go looking for it much.

Believe me, the internet didn't invent big dick energy. It was there long before that happened. I find it hard to believe that I was the only person experiencing that.

 

[theogman]

Back then I didn't know how big I was. If someone said it was big I assumed they were just trying to flatter me.

My story exactly. It took internet to make me realize they were actually right.

The "market" side of love and sex has increased since the internet with more focus on appearance. With OF and other platforms a big cock can be traded for sex and money in a totally different way than before.

 

[wasper]

In the 80s, if you were straight there were few ways to advertise a big dick to take advantage of it, even in NYC, where I was at the time. There was word of mouth. The were "personal ads" in papers like the Village Voice. There was a sketchy newsletter called the Hung Jury. That's about it.

I disagree with OP regarding girls "not being allowed to be sexual". After the 60s and 70s eras of sexual experimentation, the pre-AIDS 80s were glorious. In NYC in the 80s anything went. Everyone practiced safe sex and screwed like rabbits.

My roommate at the time was a perpetually horny guy who was very well hung. He relied mainly on trying to pick up girls at bars. If he succeeded, he would typically date the girl for a bit and inevitably end up dating one or more of her friends as word got around about his appendage. I spent many a night listening to him jackhammer his date in his bedroom through a common wall. I had a steady gf at the time and his antics did wonders for my sex life as well; my gf got super horny and wet listening to them and would ride me like a rented mule LOL.

Answering personal ads rarely worked for straight guys. It was the catfishing of the time. The ads inevitably led to scenarios where the lister was a nervous bi-curious size queen of a guy, or some D-list moviemaker who wanted you to be gay-for-pay. The one exception were the cuckold ads, where an under-hung husband was looking for a hung stud to fuck his wife. More often than not though the husband was a mental case and the wife was disinterested or a whale.

While you can certainly capitalize on a big dick for action very easily today, not sure it offers much besides fleeting wham-bam enjoyment. Kind of like being a movie star - you're just a vanity prize... good luck finding a normal person who wants to date you just cause you're you.

 

[discreetguy99]

In the 80s, if you were straight there were few ways to advertise a big dick to take advantage of it, even in NYC, where I was at the time. There was word of mouth. The were "personal ads" in papers like the Village Voice. There was a sketchy newsletter called the Hung Jury. That's about it.

I disagree with OP regarding girls "not being allowed to be sexual". After the 60s and 70s eras of sexual experimentation, the pre-AIDS 80s were glorious. In NYC in the 80s anything went. Everyone practiced safe sex and screwed like rabbits.

My roommate at the time was a perpetually horny guy who was very well hung. He relied mainly on trying to pick up girls at bars. If he succeeded, he would typically date the girl for a bit and inevitably end up dating one or more of her friends as word got around about his appendage. I spent many a night listening to him jackhammer his date in his bedroom through a common wall. I had a steady gf at the time and his antics did wonders for my sex life as well; my gf got super horny and wet listening to them and would ride me like a rented mule LOL.

Answering personal ads rarely worked for straight guys. It was the catfishing of the time. The ads inevitably led to scenarios where the lister was a nervous bi-curious size queen of a guy, or some D-list moviemaker who wanted you to be gay-for-pay. The one exception were the cuckold ads, where an under-hung husband was looking for a hung stud to fuck his wife. More often than not though the husband was a mental case and the wife was disinterested or a whale.

While you can certainly capitalize on a big dick for action very easily today, not sure it offers much besides fleeting wham-bam enjoyment. Kind of like being a movie star - you're just a vanity prize... good luck finding a normal person who wants to date you just cause you're you.

Thank you for sharing.

Just to clarify I said women weren’t allowed to be as sexual. Yes the Sexual Revolution seemed to make things better compared to previous generations but slut shaming was still very much a real thing.

I think personality and location had a lot to do with it, even during The Revolution.

Between the military and college, the number of big dicked straight guys I’ve met who had little success will women surprised me.

Guys who many would think we’re getting laid left and right.

But I’ve met several, well hung “married the first piece of ass” guys.

 

[rootbeer4377]

I can attest, big dick energy was around where I grew up. I have many stories of men I had met at cruising spots and otherwise, I could write a book about my experiences. The city park was a main location but not the only.

 

[nomju]

I didn't know I was big until I first fucked a girl. Never mind the internet, even printed porn or videos showing mens dicks was hard to find.
Once I fucked my first woman and she told her friends I had a big dick, my reputation grew, and they further verified what the first girl had told me.

 

[discreetguy99]

I didn't know I was big until I first fucked a girl. Never mind the internet, even printed porn or videos showing mens dicks was hard to find.
Once I fucked my first woman and she told her friends I had a big dick, my reputation grew, and they further verified what the first girl had told me.

Thank you. This is exactly the kind of first hand experience I was looking for.

 

[pumpdaddy101]

I can attest, big dick energy was around where I grew up. I have many stories of men I had met at cruising spots and otherwise, I could write a book about my experiences. The city park was a main location but not the only.

I would love to hear about some of your cruising experiences pre-internet.

 

[ericbear]

You see, in the days before the internet, we actually went places, spoke to each other, touched each other, and wore clothes that didn't look like sagging potato sacks. Even if we were completely socially inept, as I still am. So I would walk into the Dugout (NYC) for the Sunday beer bust, and someone would usually announce "This man is hung!" for all to hear. In another Christopher Street bar, the one barback would whisper in someone's ear, and they would come over and make out and grind with me, to provide entertainment for all. I would go to the waterfront park on a hot summer Saturday afternoon in my gym shorts or cutoffs, and end up cumming down someone's throat in some backroom across the street. Sometimes, just for fun, I'd go walk past the hookers, and one would say something like "Oh, Honey! So much meat!" as I passed, not that I had any interest in what they were selling, it was just entertaining. I had a boyfriend who was blind and would not have been able to see online profiles even if they existed, but we still found each other (OK, it was a sex party, and eyes weren't too useful, anyway.) He introduced me and my cock to his friends... Then there's the gym, or even buying towels in Macy's... Or when a group of you go to the restaurant, and your friend, facing you, is making hand gestures to someone unseen at the other table behind you, indicating the (slightly exaggerated) size and girth of your cock. Or at the dance, the art show, concert, etc...even a group therapy session. Or the subway ride home after the club. Or the street cruising between the bars (the nightly traffic between the NY Eagle and Spike, which were a block apart, separated by the women's jail, was one of the best street parties). And the fantastic thing was, you never had to worry that their pictures might be 10 years old, or not even them at all. And apparently physical presence still works, since my cock seems well known at the straight bar I frequent, to patrons and staff alike (they write out my kitchen tickets as BigDickEric), and I'm pretty sure none of them have seen any online profile of mine.

 

[discreetguy99]

You see, in the days before the internet, we actually went places, spoke to each other, touched each other, and wore clothes that didn't look like sagging potato sacks. Even if we were completely socially inept, as I still am. So I would walk into the Dugout (NYC) for the Sunday beer bust, and someone would usually announce "This man is hung!" for all to hear. In another Christopher Street bar, the one barback would whisper in someone's ear, and they would come over and make out and grind with me, to provide entertainment for all. I would go to the waterfront park on a hot summer Saturday afternoon in my gym shorts or cutoffs, and end up cumming down someone's throat in some backroom across the street. Sometimes, just for fun, I'd go walk past the hookers, and one would say something like "Oh, Honey! So much meat!" as I passed, not that I had any interest in what they were selling, it was just entertaining. I had a boyfriend who was blind and would not have been able to see online profiles even if they existed, but we still found each other (OK, it was a sex party, and eyes weren't too useful, anyway.) He introduced me and my cock to his friends... Then there's the gym, or even buying towels in Macy's... Or when a group of you go to the restaurant, and your friend, facing you, is making hand gestures to someone unseen at the other table behind you, indicating the (slightly exaggerated) size and girth of your cock. Or at the dance, the art show, concert, etc...even a group therapy session. Or the subway ride home after the club. Or the street cruising between the bars (the nightly traffic between the NY Eagle and Spike, which were a block apart, separated by the women's jail, was one of the best street parties). And the fantastic thing was, you never had to worry that their pictures might be 10 years old, or not even them at all. And apparently physical presence still works, since my cock seems well known at the straight bar I frequent, to patrons and staff alike (they write out my kitchen tickets as BigDickEric), and I'm pretty sure none of them have seen any online profile of mine.

Best. Answer. Ever.
This is what I had in mind.
Thank you for sharing.

Now if I can get more of the big dicked straight guys to chime in like this.

Thank you!

 

[Zhuren]

You see, in the days before the internet, we actually went places, spoke to each other, touched each other, and wore clothes that didn't look like sagging potato sacks. Even if we were completely socially inept, as I still am. So I would walk into the Dugout (NYC) for the Sunday beer bust, and someone would usually announce "This man is hung!" for all to hear. In another Christopher Street bar, the one barback would whisper in someone's ear, and they would come over and make out and grind with me, to provide entertainment for all. I would go to the waterfront park on a hot summer Saturday afternoon in my gym shorts or cutoffs, and end up cumming down someone's throat in some backroom across the street. Sometimes, just for fun, I'd go walk past the hookers, and one would say something like "Oh, Honey! So much meat!" as I passed, not that I had any interest in what they were selling, it was just entertaining. I had a boyfriend who was blind and would not have been able to see online profiles even if they existed, but we still found each other (OK, it was a sex party, and eyes weren't too useful, anyway.) He introduced me and my cock to his friends... Then there's the gym, or even buying towels in Macy's... Or when a group of you go to the restaurant, and your friend, facing you, is making hand gestures to someone unseen at the other table behind you, indicating the (slightly exaggerated) size and girth of your cock. Or at the dance, the art show, concert, etc...even a group therapy session. Or the subway ride home after the club. Or the street cruising between the bars (the nightly traffic between the NY Eagle and Spike, which were a block apart, separated by the women's jail, was one of the best street parties). And the fantastic thing was, you never had to worry that their pictures might be 10 years old, or not even them at all. And apparently physical presence still works, since my cock seems well known at the straight bar I frequent, to patrons and staff alike (they write out my kitchen tickets as BigDickEric), and I'm pretty sure none of them have seen any online profile of mine.

Well said

 

[Jacksbiguncutcock]

I'm over 65 years old. I found out early on that I have a big cock that people love and desire

. No internet was necessary. I advertised it by wearing shorts and no underwear. Word of mouth got the word around.

 

[halcyondays]

You see, in the days before the internet, we actually went places, spoke to each other, touched each other, and wore clothes that didn't look like sagging potato sacks.

^This--though I don't mind the styles young people wear. It has always changed over time. Remember emo & saggers?

Lately I’ve been wondering if having a big cock pre-internet helped dudes get laid more

Yes.

Also women weren’t “allowed” to be as sexual then

Yes they were. The sexual revolution of the 60s & 70s changed everything--not for all women but for many of my generation. It liberated many men as well--not something often reported. Gay liberation happened, too. There was no LGBTQIA+ back then, just gay and lesbian.

Boomer here. Between locker room, tight jeans & shorts, speedos and skinny dipping it took no time at all for everyone to learn I had a big cock. People talk. Word spread. From 18 I was banging girlfriends then most of my older sister's friends who wanted it then women from the pool where I lifeguarded summers. College was a fuckfest. I worked at a posh big city hotel part time first as a hop then at reception. Almost immediately women began inviting me to their rooms after hours. Tips turned into sex work. Most of the women were middle-aged 30s-60s and married. I was 19 first time I bulled for a couple there. Word spread. Money was good. Then as now hotels are the nexus of planet sex--especially secret sex lives.

I didn't fuck a guy until the end of senior year. He flirted with me at reception for a couple days then invited me to his room. Cute slim experienced fem twink bottom he taught me how to top a guy without hurting him. I was 22 he 20. Shortly after that the second guy I fucked had been a college classmate all four years who wore women's designer jeans and colorful tops, subtle make up and jewelry but not over the top. He was the first guy I fucked who identified as a woman. We had a thing the last few months of school. He had a wardrobe full of women's clothes he wore in private at home. Great guy. Sweet girl.

So yeah it was easy to "leverage" my big cock and continues to be 45+ years later. There has always been interest in it and though I have occasionally done on-line dating most of my hook ups come by word of mouth which I call referrals.