Embarrassing!

Embarrassing!

A year ago my wife and I attended our friend?s gay wedding. An after-party held the next day at a gay bar amazed me and made me very self-conscious. Attractive men danced on the bar, Coyote Ugly style, wearing only a g-string bikini bottom. Every muscular, chiseled bar dancer had a large flaccid schlong.

I?m just a plain old boring hetero cisgender male but the impressive size and dimensions of the sexual organs being wagged around shocked me. Unless I?m aroused my little guy doesn?t want to hang.

Unfortunately, I became acutely aware of my penis woes first in Junior High School (Between 7th and 9th grade). My initial shower after P.E. taught me other teenagers didn?t suffer from the same genital shrinkage conditions as me. Physical Education class never felt the same again.

My friends and other teen?s curiosity played havoc in my sensitive 13-year-old psyche. I heard snickers and caught side glances blown into grand mocking proportions deflating my young ego.

The unbearable conflict afflicting me caused me to decide never to shower again, no matter how sweaty I became, following exercise class.

Confusion swept over me. My first sexual experience happened a few months before 7th grade began. The great frontier of intercourse breached and conquered.

My junk worked fine.

According to my tape measure and a Playboy Magazine article, I ranked slightly above average sizewise when erect. So, why did my manhood not loosen up and dangle down in social situations?

I resigned myself to taking sink baths and using tons of scented antiperspirant after P.E. throughout Junior High School and High School. By some odd luck of stink demonry, I never caused any offensive or horrific malodorous situations during secondary or senior secondary school years.

(Perhaps some of my schoolmates would disagree but I haven?t heard of such unpleasantries.)

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Withdrawing Further From Public Nudity

Gym showers are an out-of-bounds area. Nude beaches ? forget about it! If I?m not aroused my naked nether regions suggest I just went swimming in an arctic ocean. Too embarrassing.

The social implications are devastating.

Men get chummy in the showers and I don?t mean sexual. Ego?s are validated in a ?Here I am? manner. But not mine.

Avoidance distinguished by cupping the area or excessive washing to obscure the view describes my behavior in a men?s communal shower situation.

The horror I faced at summer camp! Ridicule from fellow teenagers can be rough. So, my comebacks often became extremely harsh character assaults resulting in me acquiring few summer camp friends. Fortunately, my fighting skills dissuaded too much bullying.

You have to take communal showers at summer camp so I made it my business to get up super early in the morning to take ice cold showers before most campers awakened. Rarely did I encounter anyone in the showers after I figured out this tactic.

What the hell is wrong with me?

Of course, I googled the issue. The only information I found revolved around having a micropenis. My issue did not fit. Intermittent penis shrinkage isn?t getting coverage.

Information on penis shrinkage exists but only in context to loss of length due to fatty deposits in veins and smoking. Blood pressure problems or gaining fat around the penis can cause shrinkage. But, in those cases, there is permanent size loss. Again the symptoms do not match my situation.

I have children and plenty of good sex. Exercise and intense physical training are a regular part of my active lifestyle. My body fat hovers between 10 and 12%. All my blood tests show healthy levels of cholesterol as well as fats.

Psychological reasons may be the underlying cause. However, the older I get the less concerned I am about how my penis looks to other men. Taking showers in a communal setting is no longer necessary or regular.

The annoyance is bothersome. I?m driving in my truck, working, or during any occasion and my package decides to withdraw uncomfortably inward. How bothersome!

Readjusting can be embarrassing.

The sight of me suddenly turning away to rearrange myself might make onlookers feel curiously awkward. But, not getting my stuff unstuck can be intolerable.

Worse problems could afflict me than dealing with a shy genital region. Although, I think my little guy may be suffering from a form of PTSD. Being bashed and yanked for so many years must be stressful.

Hopefully, none of you suffer from the same frequently shrinking penis symptoms I do but I hope you are more successful in finding a way to low-dangle.

Dancing on bars in only a string bikini thong will never be in my future and wearing a Speedo at the beach or a pool remains out of the question. Fortunately, my wife does not have any desire to frequent a nude beach and neither do I.

My days of hang-low will never be however life carries on so grand without such demands.

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