Yet again I talked to a guy with a penis that was just too damned small. 4″, 5″, 6″. It seems like the owner of a dick like that thinks there should be a series of categorical ratings. That “not the smallest in the world” or “not as small as it might have been” or “only a little bit less than average” should somehow bring them closer to “big enough”.

Nope, it doesn’t. If it’s not big enough, it’s just not. Better wank that little thingy, no woman’s going to have sex with you anytime soon. Like, maybe in the next life. If you’re born with a real cock.
Testing, testing… Do you pass?

I put an ad on a website, and I got a call from a guy in Alaska who was not really looking for phone sex. Actually, he was looking for a woman—an escort, most likely—who would get the breast implants of his choice at his expense. Then she would turn around and, through mind control, hypnosis, etc, turn him into the woman of his dreams, depleting his fortune while transforming him into a little cocksucking whore.

Well, I’ve kind of grown attached to my bosom, if you know what I mean. And regardless of the fact that he thought these boobies were “perfect”, they looked painful to me and hard to sleep on.

Not to mention the fact that the website hasn’t been updated in almost a year and a half. Is she still alive? And it is copyright 20005. When?

So I played him along for a few minutes, but then I got tired of speaking, since he hadn’t yet agreed to pay for a call. I was wasting my time, when I could have been doing something productive, like sleeping. And I really had no intention of getting any damned plastic boobies.

So he decided that it was up to me to decide if he was going to do a call. I told him to do the call, he started whining at me to use his trigger words first, and I hung up. Hmph. Topping from the bottom or what?

He can be somebody else’s problem.

Yeah, he knows his wife is stepping out on him. She doesn’t know he knows. He wasn’t really into the humiliation… well it turned out that he was. Knowing that a guy with a huge cock was going to satisfy his wife as he never could, little wienie and all. So I played his wife for him, and brought home my boyfriend Marcus, the ex-football player.

Whoa, that’s a big cock. I even gave him a bit of a blowjob. You never get that from me anymore, do you? Of course you don’t. I’d do anything to please my boyfriend, but you get whatever’s left.

Did we ever fuck! You never made me scream like that, did you? And finally, after he blew his huge load and you licked me clean, I let you wank off your little weewee, didn’t I? You lucky boy.

You know you need it. Better call me.

Yeah, a guy with a little peenie weenie called. It’s a sad story. But then, so are they all, all sad stories.

His wife’s ex-husband was a black guy with a huge cock. She divorced him after he cheated on her, and she chose a reliable breadwinner with a little cock. And had him get a vasectomy right away, since they both agreed that little penises should not be passed on to subsequent generations. It’s a genetic abomination, after all.

Of course, she’d still sleep with her ex if she wants to. She’ll sleep with anybody she wants to. Her husband no longer gets sex with her, though he does get to pleasure her. And when he’s a good boy, he gets to beat off his little meat.

He called today because she was about to put his cock in a cage for a week (yes, they make them that small!) because her period’s coming up, and if she’s gonna suffer, so will he. It’s only right, though, isn’t it?

Face it. A guy’s cock is either big enough, or it isn’t.

Now different women have different preferences, of course. But when it comes down to it, average is about 6″, and there aren’t very many women who are going to want to bother with a peenie-weenie smaller than that.

There are women who don’t care how big a man’s manhood is at all. Those are women who don’t like sex. So see, if you have to, you could probably find one of them. But still the only sex you’ll be getting is with your hand, won’t it be, cucky?

That’s why you losers are such compulsive masturbators, silly. A guy like that would definitely have to pay me to let him hang around me.

Oh, well, you just know it when you’ve seen it.

The caller doesn’t exactly have a little dick. It’s not a small cock. But it’s just not big enough. His problem is that he’s a big guy, 6′3″, and for some reason he thinks that a big guy like that ought to have a big cock. A nice big cock. Ok, not just for some reason. It’s because women expect that a big tall guy like that is going to have a large endowment. And he doesn’t. His is just average.

So they laugh at him, or look away in embarrassed silence.

I suppose there should be some kind of consolation in being at least average, but there’s not. Pathetic is pathetic, and not good enough is just plain not good enough.

Next!

Do you have a pathetic little weewee? Better call me now, loser!

Well! I had a call from this guy on Niteflirt. He introduced himself as a loser in search of ever more humiliation, wanting my assistance in dragging him down into an ever-deeper hole.

So why would a guy not only allow but enable the posting of humiliating/dumb/idiotic pictures of himself on the web? Uh, because he’s a guy and the only thing he’s thinking about is his cock?
He’s been dealing with the woman who put that page up on her site. He says there are no links to it, and wanted me to help publicize it by emailing girlfriends. He wanted to be copied on all the emails. So if you do email any of your friends to show them what a loser is, he email address is at the top of the page. Go for it, girls.

So he paid me while I sent out a bunch of emails to friends of mine about him. Ok, we’re working on it, but not too hard. Don’t want to give a loser an even break now, do we?

Readwhat the Principal has to say about this.
Read what Lady Angelika blogged about this.
Read what School Nurse Svetlana blogged about this.

Poor boy.
His wife was out with her boyfriend and the two of them had had too much to drink. So she couldn’t come home after her date and tell him all the details and make him squirm.

He wasn’t going to be getting his cream pie.

He was a good guy, but sexually inadequate. The standard profile of a cuckold. Why else would his wife be out getting fucked by a guy half her age?

Frustrated as he was, he asked her what he should do. Of course she told him to call a phone sex operator. He picked me, because I sort of look like his wife. Voila!

I’ve been talking to a number of British cuckolds lately. I just love the cute accents, and of course, they have those teenie weenie peenies!

Why would a woman ever have sex with a guy like that when there are so many real men with real cocks to choose from? Of course they are aware of the issue, which is why they called me - to rub it in how pathetic they are and how pointless it would be to actually try to find a woman who might be willing to have sex with them.

Have you heard about The Cuckold Movie? Someone showed me the trailer online. I’m sure if you’re reading this, you’ll enjoy seeing the trailer. There doesn’t seem to be any more information about it. Keep your eyes open. Maybe you’ll see something about the release date of the movie, or maybe you’ll just see a big black guy sneaking into your house when your wife is at home and you’re supposed to be at work…

The Cuckold Movie trailer.

So I stayed up so late one night last week that I remember only in a fog making some new animated buttons for my Niteflirt listings. They are the same style as the ones I use as call buttons on my blog posts, but as you can see, one is for my Wishlist.

while as far as the other is concerned, the button itself tells it all. 
I didn’t realize until they went up that the style goes with this blog but not really with my listings. I was too tired to do anything about it at the time.Well don’t you know, I had a drive-by cocksucker actually paid that $25. I sent him a nice photo of myself looking down at him with an admonition to “Keep up the good work.” Don’cha know he paid again! Good boy. You were born to suck cock, now weren’t you?