They always said it was about might and manliness
but for her it was the thrill of the unexpected. He tried to hide it 
hoping she wouldnt notice the difference until she compared it to another. A brutal honesty pierced him that he was a cuck 
. But some women reveled in the contrast a clit like a dick 
or the pure potential of a growing erection 
. He remembered that day vividly when she first laid hands on it 
. The comparison was always there 
a reminder of what some desired 
and what others embraced 
. For gay men with very small dicks 
the desire was still potent 
. Sometimes the biggest fantasies came in the smallest packages 
especially for those who loved to manipulate 
. They reveled in the freedom 
and the sheer power of hands on skin 
. Every moment was a performance a dance between what was seen 
and what was felt 
. The raw truth of the comparison always lingered 
a testament to desire in all its forms 
. And for some the simple sight of a flaccid member 
was enough to ignite the wildest fantasies.
