I was in a committed relationship with my boyfriend for nearly two years.
We were both madly in love and exploring each other’s bodies as we grew closer. We had even discussed marriage but I had yet to see his ‘kkj’.
It wasn’t something that I was overly concerned about, but I’d heard stories from my friends about their boyfriends and wanted to know what I was getting into. I finally got my chance the other night.
I was completely taken aback when I first saw it. I had expected something larger, or at least average size. Instead, I was looking at something that was quite small.
It was nowhere near the size of what I had heard from my friends.
I felt a little disappointed, to be honest. I had been expecting something much larger and was taken aback by the size. I knew I had to be careful with what I said, so I just smiled and tried to act like I hadn’t noticed.
I was definitely not satisfied with what I had seen, and I couldn’t help but think that maybe I should have asked to see it sooner.
I wanted to get a refund on my relationship and start again with someone else. I felt like I had been cheated and taken advantage of.
I felt guilty for even thinking this way, because I knew my boyfriend was a good person and cared deeply for me. I tried to push the thoughts out of my head, but they kept coming back.
I eventually decided to talk to my boyfriend about it. I knew it wasn’t something I could keep to myself, as I was feeling so frustrated and angry.
I explained to him how I felt and he was surprisingly understanding. He told me that he was sorry for not being bigger, but that size wasn’t the most important thing.
He assured me that he loved me and that it wouldn’t affect our relationship.
In the end, we talked it out and I decided to stay with him. I realized that size wasn’t the most important thing and that I loved him for who he was.
I still feel a little disappointed, but I’m happy that I stayed and worked through it with him.