Saturday, May 30, 2015

Interview with Exhibitionist Jo

Here's another interview I recently had. This time it's Jo.

Interestingly, his small penis hasn't stopped him from having a very active sex life having sex with more than 50 women! I am quite impressed to be honest, hopefully, in his age I will be able to say the same!

But what is even more interesting is the two stories he shared with me. They are really really unbelievable. If the first one is true...well let's just say that by the age of 11, he had already experienced something probably all men have fantasized sometime in their lives.. Lucky guy!

I consider this to be far the most interesting interview featured on the site!

How old are you and what is your erect size?
I'm 57 y/o. My erect length is 3 inches and erect girth is 4.25 inches. I took the time to take new measurements. Sadly, they are smaller than before.

When did you first notice you were smaller than other boys?
I was 9 y/o. This was the year of Expo 1967 in Montreal and my par ents were hosting visitors for the event. One couple had 2 kids, a little girl and a 7 y/o boy. Both were always running naked all over the place. And the boy was easily twice as big as me in the penis department.

Jos Flaccid Penis

How many relationships have you had?
About 20 that lasted some time. But I had many one night stand. Over all probably over 50 women I had sex with.

In the one night stands you had, do you give any early warnings about your manhood?
Sometimes, if the subject came up or I felt it needed.  But generally, no.

How has your small penis affected your relationships?
Not that much. Mostly, I got teased. But there has been one tall built woman with which sex didn't work. Her vagina was a lot larger than usual and in her case, the saying 'Is it in? I can't feel it' took a real meaning.

You say you have had sex with more than 50 women.. Has ever any woman rejected you due to your small penis?
Not really.  The only one where there was a problem was the tall one I mentioned.  But in her case, I could insert 4 fingers and the hand up to my thumb inside her vagina when she was not even warmed up.  When she was aroused, I could fist her easily with no lubricant.  She really had a huge vagina, never met another one quite like that.  So for sure, my tiny dick was lost in there.

Any embarrassing moments you would like to share? 
The worst moment was when I had a urethra blockage that needed surgery. But first they had to pierce through it to empty the bladder. When they explained, I was rather scared and mentioned the nurse that what I had was not exactly standard. Well, after the piercing, which almost had me faint, she said to me:

"You were right. That wasn't standard." 

 And I could see the smile in her squinting eyes. Then, the surgery, about an hour later. I was still under the chock of the piercing. Position: on your back, legs lifted up and spread apart. On top of the fact it hurt like hell because of insufficient local anaesthesia when they inserted the tool in my penis, I could see the ironic smiles of the doctor and the 2 nurses.

Jo's erect penis

Do you think your micropenis has affected other aspects of your life? 
Yes, it has. I definitely developped an exhibitionist side because of that.

Are you married or in a relationship now? Any children?
Been married once, now divorced. Sex had nothing to do with it. No children, altough I did get 2 women pregnant that later got an abortion.

Have you ever consulted a doctor about any penis enlargement options?
No. I did look online but quickly saw thru the scams. And let's be realistic, if this was feasible, all men would get a bigger one. :-p

Have you told anyone close to you like about your penis?
Most of my friends know, some have even seen it.

Any tips to share with other small-endowed guys?
Well, I say enjoy what you have. You can't change it so no point crying about it. Better have fun with it as much as you can. And to the shallow people you meet that put you off because of your small penis, just get rid of them. They are not worth your friendship.

You say you have developed an exhibitionist side... Can you elaborate a bit more? Maybe give some examples and the reactions you usually get?
This will be a bit lengthy...  But you asked, so here it is...

Well, to start with, I used to run around naked when I was a kid.  Remember the part where I talked about the young visiting boy?  Well, the result of that was that my parents did noticed the difference and had me see a doctor.  Diagnostic: testicles were still inside the body instead of having descended in the scrotum.  I was scheduled for surgery.  This happened about 2 years after so I was about 11.  The evening before the surgery, a nurse came into my room, pulled the curtains around the bed, and annouced she had to shave my pubic in prevision of the operation.  Not that I had much hair down there...  I was already nervous about the next day and that didn't help.  She started by washing the area and then proceeded with the shaving.  She had to move my penis around while doing this and I ended up having my very first erection.  I didn't know back then it was an erection. But my cock was stiff and hurting a bit against my belly, where she had to shave so she held it with one hand.  She also kinda massaged around it and the scrotum and rubbed my little shaft.  At 11 y/o, I didn't understand what was happening.  It's several years later that I realised she had given me a hand job.  Yet, at the time, as nervous as I was, I remember quite well enjoying being seen and touched.

Of course, the inevitable outcome happened rapidly, I had my first orgasm and ejaculated in her hands.  I was both surprised and felt good and the nurse smiled and said not to worry, that everything was alright.  She cleaned me up of the sperm and finished the shaving.  I was still hard when she finished.  Hard and hairless.  I must have liked that sight because later in time, I kept my pube shaved even before it was fashionable.  But back to the nurse,  she still had my penis in her hand when she finished and she asked if I was alright.  I said yes.

full body shot of micropenis owner jo

Then she leaned over me and put my penis in her mouth and moved her hand over my scrotum, massaging it while she suck me.  I came almost immediately for a second time.  But this time, she didn't have to clean me afterward as she swallowed it.  She straightened up, still massaging my scrotum and I could  feel there was something different.

 She looked at me in the eyes and said something like

"You're a good boy and I have a good news for you.  I think you won't need the surgery tomorrow."  

Well that was a good news.  But I was worried about my still erect penis.  It felt stiff as wood and hurting a bit and I had never seen it big like that.  I asked her if my penis would stay big like that.

Smiling, her answer was

 "Well it's not that big to start with.  And don't worry, it will get back to normal soon."  

She bent over me again, took my penis back in her mouth for a few seconds, gave it a kiss then pulled the covers back over me and said good night while picking her stuff and left.  I looked down and could see the bump my penis was making in the covers. I then put my hand down and started to touch myself, feeling the stiffness and my new balls in the scrotum.  It all felt good and it took a while before it got limp and I felt asleep.

The next morning, another nurse came in to prep me for the surgery.  She asked me to remove my PJs and get ready.  I took it off and she started staring at my penis.   Right then and there, I felt the stiffness begin again.  The nurse came closer, lifted my hardening penis with one hand and felt my scrotum with the other then turned around and left quickly, leaving me there with my little hard on to be seen to anyone passing by.  She came back with the doctor in tow.  He bent down over me and looked closely then took my scrotum in his hand and started feeling it.  After a few seconds he turns back to the nurse and say

"You were right, his testicles have dropped  down.  You can cancel the surgery."  He turns over to me, looks me over, with my stiff penis up my belly and say "Looks like you're a proud boy.  Pack your stuff, your parents will pick you up soon."

That was a bit long story, and all true although translating what I remember was said in English does take some of the hornyness I experienced out.  Yet it is true.  I did told that story to a few people and some believe it and others don't.  Up to you to decide.

But the end result is I got back home with a new toy I quickly learned to enjoy.And what I learned from the hospital experience is that I liked having my penis being seen and touched.  If you combine that with the fact I loved running around naked, the inevitable conclusion is that I am an exhibitionist.  And my life has proven that time over time.  The next events to occur were me trying to relate my hospital story, relying on the fact I was small down there, and wanting others, girls or guys, it didn't matter,  to withness it and even comparing when the other was a guy.

I did this most of my teen years.  I was also trying to show it even when clothed, wearing tight clothes without underwear to outline it as much as possible.  Inevitably, I would get an erection when I was able to show it.  What a lot of pleasure it was.  Some would get in the play and we would masturbate sometimes mutually.  Or some fingering would happen.  It was discovery time for us back then.  And a lot of fun.  I did this so many times I just can't remember all of them and my little penis shot lots of sperm back then.

I even had a pedophile experience when I was about 13.  The uncle of a friend noticed me and offered to have a walk and some ice cream.  So we went about and ended up in a secluded area and sat down on some rocks.  Summer time, warm sunny wheather.  We were talking and at some point he asked if I had ever seen a penis.  I answered yes, many times, that we were often doing this between friends and that I liked a lot to show it.  He then asked if I would show it to him.  I wasn't too sure.  After all, I didn't really know him.  But he managed to convince me, saying he just wanted to admire the look of a young nude boy.  So I eventually got naked.

Not that he had to work very hard to get me naked.  I already loved to be that way and showing.  I was just not used to do it in front of adults.  So I sat back down on my rock, stark naked, already with a semi erection because just the idea to show myself back then was making me horny.  He then suggested he would get himself nude too and asked if I minded.  I thought for a couple of minutes and finally said ok.  He then removed his clothes while not facing me and while I watch.  When he turned around, my jaw dropped.

He had a huge snake between his legs.  I still remember seeing it wobling while he sat back.  The thing was easily reaching half way to his knees.  I had never seen one so big and it wasn't even hard.  I had only seen teen guys so far and while I was used to them being way bigger than me, I had never imagined a penis could get that big and couldn't get my eyes off it.  And while I was looking at it, my tiny one couldn't help itself but get as hard as it could.

Something the man quickly noticed.  He then asked me to get up and turn around and show myself to him. A bit shy suddenly, after all he was a grown up and I wasn't used to be hard in front of adults, I covered my stiffy with my hands and did as he asked.

When I faced him again he said

"Don't be shy, show it to me."  

At the same time I was looking down to his penis who seemed even bigger.  He was rubbing it slowly. And it was getting bigger and stiffer.  I complied and removed my hands from my own.  There I was, naked in nature, with as full a hard on I could get, looking at this man's big penis getting stiff.  He complimented me on my look but I was not quite listening, still focused on his huge penis.  Nowadays I kind of rationalise this.  It was a big one, but not as impressive as I thought back then.  Yet, he must have been at least 8 inches soft and probably 9 to 9 and a half inches hard.  I have yet to see that big a penis since then.  One sure thing, seeing him rubbing that big piece of man meat, made me quite horny and I started masturbating myself to.  The big difference between us is that I was using only 2 fingers to masturbate while he was using his whole hand.  I didn't last long (I unfortunately always been a fast cummer or having premature ejaculation if you prefer, and that from the beginning up to today) and soon shot my little load of sperm on the ground in front of him.  He smiled and said it was nice while he continued masturbating.

I could not help myself getting closer to him to watch that amazingly big cock.  And back then, I would stay hard after cuming, ready for another shot or 2.  So I sat close to him,  my face right in front of his big penis, while stroking my little hard on.  He stopped masturbating and asked if I'd like to touch it, offering it to me.  It had kind of a life to it's own, spasming.  The head would spring up and down, almost touching his belly button.  I lifted one hand and tried to hold his penis but it was way too big.  I lifted my rigth hand and both of them could barely circle his penis.  What a feeling it was!  He must have been pretty aroused I guess because almost as soon as both my hands were around his penis, he started ejaculating and I could feel the strenght of it in my hands.  He shot several big loads before I even had a chance to work my hands up and down his penis.  And when I finally did rubbed his penis up and down, it continued oozing lots of sperm.  I ended up ejaculating a second time, hands free, while I was stroking him.  This man had a powerful penis.  We ended up gathering our clothes and left.  He was holding my hand while we walked back, and I still had a stiffy in my shorts.

Nowadays, something like that would appear very wrong to most people.  But to be honest, he never forced me to anything and I never felt threatened.  It was a rather nice encounter to me.


  1. Really, Joe. Your at least 50 years old. 50 woman is a bit you much. You have a big stomach and no life. Your just bragging.I'm not trying to put you down. Perhaps these women, you "claimed" you slept with: were either prostitutes or drunk! Like, you... l have a tiny penis! You just woke up from a "wet" dream or finished masterbating: when you posted this. No offense, joe... keep dreaming!

  2. I don't think he ever said some of them weren't prostitutes.

    I don't find 50 women hard to believe. I'm in the same boat as him and I may have bedded about 50 women. You figure from 18 years old to 50 years old, one hooker a month. That's more than 50.

  3. everything was fine, until you spoke of the nurse-- that is definatley NOT supposed to have happened, i feel sorry to hear about ths experience you've been through. I can relate because i have similar child (buse) story. it is one thing to live with what youre given, but assholes like the one you described is another thing

  4. Lovely stories. I now have erectile disfunction at age 76, and perhaps some nerve damage. Have had no experiences outside of marriage. I have gone from 7 inches at age 20 to about 5 or less now, and need literotica stories, etc., to help get hardand much pleasuring to ejaculate. I have fun trying to just enjoy precum and the wonderful feeling of mini orgasms but usually continue to ejaculation, which I consume immediately. Unfortunately my wife is generally mad at me and has not encouraged sex for the last forty years, but has probaby had at least two affairs during that time, the most recent one being in Norway with a younger retired university professor whom she met on a river boat vacation. He loved travel, history, talk, socializing and drinking with long-time male college friends, and movies and books, which I don't particularly enjoy (I am more interested in performing and attending classical music performances). He was twice divorced and had also had at least one previous relationship when he was traveling frequently to France. He died from his third stroke, all of which occured during the 2 1/2 year period that she traveled to meet him. She did not share much information other than her concern about his strokes and a little about her 10-day trip to meet his close friends and a couple family members and their children about a half year after his death from a massive stroke, alone, in his appartment. Her other probable affair was about forty years ago. Wonder what is next. We do depend on each other, but she has no interest in sex with me and had stated that she will never touch me sexually again, although I successfully managed to to occasionally arrouse her between her travels to meet her soulmate, so that they might have more satisfactory physical relations and evan gave her condoms and asked my doctor to do a blood test for STDs as a baseline for possible later problems. At one point she said I had nothing to worry about, perhaps that he was not interested in marriage, or that he may also have had erectile disfunction - but it was definitely a passionate and fulfilling intellectual and physical affair, sharing hotel rooms in Berlin, Chicago, London and Valencia and plans for Reykjavik and wherever else they both might want to explore and share. I coveted their passionate relationship and pretty much felt compersion (joy) for the two of them having the romance of their lifetimes -- and felt like I was giving a daughter away in marriage when I was driving her to Chicago and picking her up after her clandestine "add-ons" to her several trips with friends during the last two years and her plans to meet him at a Mediteranian spa/resort where he would have been convalescing after his rather serious second stroke. Since I maintained all of our computers I knew much more than she could have imagined about her correspondence, passion and plans -- I was sad, depressed and sometimes hopeless, but very happy about her good fortune at meeting an international soulmate and lover.


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