What was the moment like when you learned you were smaller than average?

[Gezr69]

Was last year of primary school around 12. Were at this kid place up the road, we was always talking about cocks & sex as if he was a pro, (much older @ 14).

Anyway he always flashed his soft cock about saying he needed a root etc...

It was a bit bigger than most of us but I'd never seen a real one hard.
This particular day he's bragging on & then beat it hard.

Struck me immediately that it was getting close to twice the size of my erection.
In hind sight I'd say it wasn't much more than 5, going on a bit sticking out of his hand, but at 12 & late puberty it seemed really huge compared to what I'd learned to play with..

Distinctly remember it as the Christmas break before High School started & had already heard about the nude showers after PE.

High School started a month or so later & first week in the showers was that many had pubes while I was completely bare & the smallest in the group.

 

[Brennick89]

2 hours ago, Pinkie B. said:

Yeah, I feel like I kind of hijacked the discussion.

No kidding lol.

To Pinkie .B thx for tbhe reply wow its rare to find a woman into them although I am sure you draw the line at extra small ones like me.

I don't suppose anyone else has any memories of their realization moments do they? am curious to hear of more.

[Gezr69]

2 hours ago, divorced said:

Ha ha!  Us women can "have" a small penis on occasion too.  

Absolutely,
Especially with one of these....

[Brennick89]

1 hour ago, Gezr69 said:

Was last year of primary school around 12. Were at this kid place up the road, we was always talking about cocks & sex as if he was a pro, (much older @ 14).

lol typical bragger we all knew someone like that growing up who tried to make out they were already destined for porn-stardom with their success with girls already. Yeh rite. We always got the truth out of their sisters or other closer friends to them and they'd innevitbly try and act like they never bragged to begin with or rejected their original claims on who they'd been with.

1 hour ago, Gezr69 said:

& had already heard about the nude showers after PE.

what'd you think they were clothed showers?!? lol

11 minutes ago, Gezr69 said:

Absolutely,
Especially with one of these....

what the hell is that thing? looks like a torture device :O

Edited April 29, 2019 by Brennick89

[Gezr69]

1 minute ago, Brennick89 said:

looks like a torture device

Depends on how many time you turn the knob......

[Brennick89]

2 minutes ago, Gezr69 said:

Depends on how many time you turn the knob......

AAAGGHHHHHHHH! lol.

How did the experience effect you generally from that point on in your experience please? from a psychological standpoint knowing you were not growing as you should had and knew something was wrong? if you are ok to answer this pls. Did it sort of put a shrowd of "not good enough" over yourself?!? how did it manifest pls.

Edited April 29, 2019 by Brennick89

[Guest]

2 hours ago, Gezr69 said:

Depends on how many time you turn the knob......

Whaaat?

Pump for women?

Edited April 29, 2019 by Guest

[Guest]

On 4/29/2019 at 2:05 AM, Gezr69 said:

Absolutely,
Especially with one of these....

Didn't know such devices exist.  Intriguing!

[canuck45]

On 4/28/2019 at 11:15 PM, Brennick89 said:

what'd you think they were clothed showers?!? lol

Well it seems popular now for guys to shower in the shorts/swimsuits at the rec centers why not in high school...

[Gezr69]

9 hours ago, divorced said:

Didn't know such devices exist.

Hint...
Best purchased as a set of 3....

One for each spot.

[quickquoteit]

Seeing a friend  of mine that was around 11   years old sharing a hotel room with me and some of my friends  that was almost bigger than even the oldest guy at 14. We were at the hotel for a church event, and were pressed for time and all were showering in groups to save time. 7 of us between 9 and 14 years old .

I was 13, and still not even far into puberty. He was totally hairless and twice as big and double my thickness  even soft. That is how he got the nickname The Log, and was known to us now as Logan The Log to us boys. I will  share more later in the bathhouse thread ' younger with larger '.

[Allen43]

I think I first got a good idea that I had a really small penis and really small testicles when I was ten years old, almost eleven. It happened when another boy my age showed me about masturbating. The difference in our respective sizes was considerable even at that young age. He even commented on how tiny mine was, something he did pretty much every time we masturbated together. I was okay with it because I really liked looking at his penis when I masturbated. I would usually comment on how big his thing was, which he liked a great deal. His penis was probably only average size for a boy his age but it looked huge to me at the time. I ended up being sexually submissive to him until we turned fifteen.

[smallestpenisever]

It is somewhat obvious when you are raised as a nudist.

[Guest]

You know that’s a very good question. I can’t actually remember. 
  Being gay I hated the showers at school as it caused things to grow that shouldn’t so I always went in last when the other lads were done, and dare not even look at their willies. 
  It must have been after my first boyfriend I guess, though I really can’t recall a definite moment. 
  It’s not a great feeling and does cause some sort of anxious feelings but the more you show the more comfortable you are I think, as on the whole, in the naturist world, no one really bats an eyelid. Which helps tremendously. So I just fluff him a little when people are coming and try and tell myself there’s nowt I can do about it and so I may as well love him and be proud

[Grimson]

The first time i realised i was small was at the shower after a football match. Of course i had seen those boys naked a milion times before. I was 14 and one guy said i have growing pains in my scrotum. He had a big penis and big balls. He looked at my penis and said: you dont know how that feels. I blushed and left the shower. I went home and cried in my room. I wanted to leave the team. But a friend of my called me and said he is an asshole. Dont listen to him. I was brave enough to come the next week and playd and showered. But that statement has given me a inferiority complex. It cost me years to get over it.

[new2day]

I do remember a time during my school years aged 13/14 when were expected to shower after playing football or rugby in the cold. Seeing a number of my much older peers with loads of pubic hair and swinging cocks, I did feel inadequate and embarrassed. I was quite sensible though, I always knew they were much older and would develop earlier so avoided showers and went straight home! During college years I was never especially shy about showering around others, seems most of the others suffered the same shrinkage as me after sports.

As @Storm11 says, in a naturist environment nobody actually cares... well, nobody actually comments to me or anyone else that I've noticed. Most people at clubs are 40+ so they've seen it all before.

[Tsoren]

For me it was the first day of open showers in the seventh-grade locker room.  This may sound strange, but it wasn't so much a matter of me realizing I was smaller than everyone else, but more a matter of me thinking most of the others were bigger.  Most everyone else had pubic hair while I didn't, so I just assumed mine would grow to be the size of others over time.  Funny thing is, I was as long as some of the bigger kids, but just so much thinner.  Still, I assumed I would "fatten" up in time.  Fifty-six years later, I am still waiting.  Maybe next year.

[canuck45]

@Tsoren  Maybe next year....sounds like me with the lottery jackpot, next week, next week since 1986

[smallestpenisever]

It was very evident from a young age.

[Greer94]

I am not smaller than average, but I grew up with twin brother's who were very different in size.

And going to friends houses over the years and swimming at public pools/ lock rooms got me to see a lot of different sizes.

 

One of my best friends probably has a micro penis, it was basically just a button/head barely poking out of his pubic mound. Puberty just meant it got buried in pubes, one of the reasons he probably shaved most of it all off all the time. Hard he is isn't even 4 inches, because he is at least an inch shorter than his little brother, and about two inches to three shorter than I am.

He never seemed that embarrassed by it except when his little brother would tease him about it when we were not around his parents. Not that his brother was hung or anything, he was average, just bigger soft than his older brother, and also bigger erect, but not even much more than 5 inches.

[Donges69]

I was 12 and I was on a public toilet. There was a guy a few years older than me, saw my dick and said: „oh so small“ I looked at his dick and he has a really big one. So after this I searched in the internet and saw that I had a small one. Unforfortunately my penis is the same size as I was 12 (3.9 inch)

[NuderThanNude]

4 hours ago, Donges69 said:

I was 12 and I was on a public toilet. There was a guy a few years older than me, saw my dick and said: „oh so small“ I looked at his dick and he has a really big one. So after this I searched in the internet and saw that I had a small one. Unforfortunately my penis is the same size as I was 12 (3.9 inch)

You should have told him "Yes, I am so lucky to not have to carry around a large penis such as yours all day long".

[Chris85]

For me, the idea that I had a small dick took root very early. All those early experiences of comparing myself to other boys were done without knowledge of any context that might have supported the belief that I was 'normal', such as realizing that I was looking down at my dick. After that, everything became an exercise in confirmation bias, such as when I pissed next to an old man in a park toilet. This guy's dick seemed huge to me, but what I realize now is that he was in all probability cruising and likely nursing a pretty good semi. But what really fixed my anxieties in place for some time for me was when I read an article in a British tabloid on penis size. This is where I first encountered the dubious statistic that the average penis was 6" long. This was when I measured for the first time and couldn't get close to 6", which I found very dispiriting. Bear in mind, that my take away from that article was that 6" was still small.

[SloStroker]

I started measuring my cock at 10yo and knew I was small compared to a grown man but thought I would grow. My cock stopped growing at 14 and being 4.75" I knew I fell short of the average. 

In high school I was teased in the locker room pretty bad as I am very small flaccid. 

[Smallerthan]

The evening when I realized that I was small is among my clearest play-by-play memories of a particular situation in my youth. Which is not surprising given how hugely influential it was, in many ways. 

In my early teens I had a pretty typical nintendo playing, movie watching, sleepover-ing friend group consisting of 3 other guys and me. This was the early 90s, btw, with the internet nowhere in sight. We were too young to rent videos ourselves, so our main source for movies was broadcast tv. One Saturday night of playing Monkey Island or some such, a movie was on that is something of a cult film here in Germany: Lemon Popsicle. This is a late seventies, maybe early eighties, Israeli teen comedy (think American Graffiti, but sillier and with naughty scenes, Porky's, much later American Pie - that kind of thing). It was actually remade in the US as The Last American Virgin. I haven't seen the remake, but the original contains a scene where a whole locker-room-full of guys decides to find out who is the "king of dicks."  They proceed to line up with bulging tighty whities and get measured with a ruler one by one. Five or six measurements are announced; the loser's is 10 cm, the winner's 20 cm.  This being a very much pre-woke movie, the body shaming flows freely. The loser is mercilessly ridiculed, and there is no question that "bigger is better."

We were between 12 and 13, which is of course the absolute perfect age for a scene like that to have maximum impact. We all fell silent, eager not to miss anything, and - weirdly, funnily - no one made any comment whatsoever while that scene was playing (the rest of this and most other movies was talked over all the time, of course.) Probably all of us had some kind of inner drama going on; mine was that the ridiculed loser in the movie was only 1 cm smaller than me. That was ok, though, in that moment, or at least not exactly devastating. The guys in the film were a whole lot older than us. No idea how much, actually, but they were at least sixteen-ish, which from a 12 year old perspective is an unimaginable leap into maturity. I knew that I could still grow, and, most importantly, I knew - I *thought* I knew - that in that particular room, among my buddies, I was doing fine. 

If I set my mind to it, I could probably pinpoint the exact date this happened by means of online archives of tv schedules. It must have been the early fall, because I remember calculating later how much time had passed since I had seen any of my friends naked before that night. The answer was: a few months ago, before the big summer break. The school year before we had had swim class; in the new year we only had gym. In gym class, only a select few chose to get completely naked/shower in the locker room, but in swim class, it was unavoidable. During the course of the year I had of course (like probably very close to every single other guy in that locker room) glance-checked out every other penis I could. My friends being my friends, we had sort of naturally tended to change close to each other, so all of the guys in front of that TV had seen each other's equipments at some point during that year, most recently a few months ago before the summer.

At that long lost blissful moment in time I had maybe not technically the longest penis between the four of us, but the most "substantial," if you know what I mean. It was thicker, my balls were bigger, I had the very first pubes.  My junk looked more like "genitalia" than the others', who still had wiggly white willies. I was also the tallest of us. My friend named Hendrik was clearly longer than me, but so thin and childlike that it sort of didn't count, if that makes any sense. I also wasn't sure how much of the length was an illusion because of his very long overhanging foreskin.

There were a number of notably more mature guys in that swim class who I couldn't dream of competing with, but I didn't mind. I didn't have much to do with them, and as long as I was doing well among my buddies, I was happy (not saying I was a particularly mature kid. Not even saying, actually, that I am particularly mature *now,* because otherwise I probably wouldn't be writing this little memoir here.) 

When the movie was over, we talked about it, of course, but nobody mentioned the measuring scene. In hindsight I find that kind of endearing, because I think we all had the same thing on our mind in different degrees of vagueness: I think we all sensed that if we would be talking about this scene, the conversation would kind of naturally, unavoidably go to the question, in some form, of who was the "king of dicks" in the room we were in. And this was something we all *wanted* to know, I'm sure, but no one wanted to be the person who admits that. Somebody would have to be the one who musters up the courage.

You're probably expecting that that person was me, but that's because that's what it would be in a sitcom. In fact it was Hendrik, who was usually hosting our selepovers. He was the only one who had a tv set in his own (very big) room. Hendrik took a ruler from his desk and said, "alright guys, who goes first?" in a manner that would have given him an out by claiming he was joking. And everybody did laugh, at first. The bubble was burst, the dick-measuring-contest-shaped elephant in the room was pointed out.  But then the laughter died down.  The alchemy in the room changed, somehow, and I think we all suddenly realized that we would really do this pretty outrageous thing. 

(Come to think of it: How many dicks were measured and compared in Germany on the night this movie was on tv? We surely weren't  the only ones who took that inspiration.)

We didn't do it exactly as outrageously as it is in the movie, of course, because that would have required one of us to actually touch the others, as the designated measurer. For the question of "who goes first" a salomonic solution was found: No one. We decided to each go to separate corners in Hendrik's room, get ourselves erect inside our pyjama pants, then converge again and drop trou on the count of three. Then a ruler would circulate. The ruler was blue, and a giveaway from a local printers', and I realize how supremely, ridiculously weird it is that I still remember that. 

Everything happened very fast, then. As you can imagine, it didn't take more than a minute for all of us to announce that a full erection had been obtained. We met in front of the TV, stood in a circle, there was a count to three... and nobody chickened out. My memory adds cartoony "boing"-sounds to that moment, when four erections suddenly sprang into view. 

And that was basically it. That was the precise moment this thread is asking for. The next few seconds after the boing. Before the boing, I had thought it likely that I might be the biggest of my buddies, and now all of them could see, at a glance, that the opposite was true, and true in a pretty conspicuous way.

If I had acted out my genuine inner reaction, I would have stammered something along the lines of "but... no, what...how did you...Stop this! What the fuck HAPPENED to you?!" But I didn't say anything, of course. My own junk hadn't really changed since last year, I had just gotten more and blacker pubes. My buddies were *transformed.*

I know now that it is by no means unusual for puberty to hit guys pretty sudden and hard and between the legs. And that a whole summer is easily enough time for dramatic changes to happen. I didn't know it then, and that's why I actually sort of believed in a magic trick for a tenth of a second, or a (very, very) twisted version of candid camera.

The next smallest of my best friends, Fabian, was longer than me by an immediately noticeable margin. The next biggest after him, Nico, was not much longer, but noticeably thicker; he was the one that looked the most adult of us. Kind of... angry. The obvious winner was Hendrik, of course - the one who had oh so bravely initiated a competition he could be all but certain to smash. His wasn't particularly massive, but clearly the longest.

We all looked at each other and noticed all these things for an endless three seconds or so.

Nobody said anything, mind you. I wasn't taunted, ridiculed, nothing like that - these were my buddies, nice kids from an affluent-ish suburb, an innocent, harmless collection. They didn't behave like the characters in that silly movie.

They just looked at me, one by one, and thought the same thing.

Hendrik measured himself with the blue ruler: 16,5 cm. He gave the ruler to Fabian: 14 cm. Nico's turn: 13,5 cm. 

I saw the ruler approaching, and it felt a bit like watching a car crash in slow motion while it happens to you. You have the time to think that there is nothing you can do to stop what is happening. And then it happens. Nico handed me the ruler, I did what I had to do. And mumbled "eleven."

We stored our dicks away and celebrated Hendrik for a moment by riffing about fancy royal sounding dick related titles he was allowed to style himself with now. Then we returned to playing video games, but I was barely mentally present in the room for the rest of that night. So weirdly, thrashingly helpless did I feel, so subjugated to the genetic, cosmic injustice on display here. So consumed was I by the feeling of having dramatically fallen to the bottom of a hierarchy. This was a hierarchy I hadn't even really  known existed before that night - and yet, all of a sudden, it felt like the only hierarchy of any real importance.

It's probably fair to say - and painfully obvious, after having written this wall of text on this website - that I never fully recovered from watching an old movie with a couple of friends some time in the early nineties.