A conversation (about penis size) that I had feared my whole life finally happened, and it went wonderfully
Hey! Some context, I (male, 25) was a part of an immature group of guys growing up who would tease each other a lot. They picked up that wasn't very confident about my size down there, and as guys do they just made fun. It traumatised me a lot, and while no woman any had any comments or issues and it never affected my experiences, I was always waiting for a woman to call me out, ask about it or just reject me because of my penis size. I was on a second date recently, and it was going really well. We were having drinks in a bar and she started flirting pretty heavily. She asked for 'a preview', explaining she meant for me to describe my dick size to her. It finally happened, argh! It didn't help that she had previously told me she'd only dated one dude and was gesturing to a tall pint glass about his size, I guess cause she expected me to be similar? Idk, that was weird. Maybe it was the liquid confidence, or the fact that I've been doing lots of therapy and...