Closest I get to morning wood, bad enough that I’ve gone through life with a little dick
The closest I get to morning wood any more. It’s bad enough that I’ve gone through life with a little dick, but lately it doesn’t even get hard most of the time. So it’s tiny and worthless.
A lady friend was trying to help me out the other night with an expert hand job. After trying her best to get me hard she gave up and told me it’s ok, but the look in her eyes said it all. She looked disappointed but also relieved that she’s not stuck with me and my tiny limp dick that isn’t even worth trying to satisfy a woman with.
I just wear panties now, they’re more comfortable and I figure if I’m packing a limp little bitch dick I might as well wear underwear that’s appropriate.
