Samantha Fenn's Blog: Spelling 'Stereotype' With My Arms - Posts Tagged "break-up"
Excerpt from 'Antivenin' Book #3 The Vipers Nest out March 2014!
Aron
I wasn’t going to let the fact that Saxon had a bigger penis than me bother me one little bit. I mean, not ‘little bit’ because I’m not ‘little’ but I’m not like… I mean, he has maybe half an inch on the slack on me but that’s… Okay, can I start again?
I have a very nice penis and it’s big by common standards. Saxon’s appeared to be marginally bigger but who knows? Maybe he’s crooked or something or maybe the acoustics in the boys’ locker room was throwing off my perspective or maybe the lukewarm water coming out of my shower head was a bit cooler than his... or maybe it was hearing the girls’ voices lift and shriek from the room beside us as they apparently re-enacted a scene from Cats after training, that had me shrivelling up just a little.
Girls fight over Saxon all the time, so he can probably handle the nails-on-a-chalkboard pitchy thing their voices do better than me and therefore, was untroubled by the cacophony while my manhood tried to hide behind my testicles.
Sigh- or maybe they fight over him all the time because he’s so bloody hung. Argh! When was this guy going to show a weakness that couldn’t be filed nicely under sexy labels like: ‘Complicated’ or ‘Romantic’ or ‘Intense.’ Why couldn’t he pick his nose or something? Why couldn’t he be an inch smaller ALL over?
And most importantly- why couldn't I be the kind of person who wished that everybody was as un self-conscious and self-assured as Saxon bloody Clarke? I'm trying to be a better 'bigger' person than I am, honestly, but every guy has his limits and apparently, Saxon was mine.
get books #1 and #2 now!
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MGVBET2
http://www.amazon.com/Snakebite-Book-...
I wasn’t going to let the fact that Saxon had a bigger penis than me bother me one little bit. I mean, not ‘little bit’ because I’m not ‘little’ but I’m not like… I mean, he has maybe half an inch on the slack on me but that’s… Okay, can I start again?
I have a very nice penis and it’s big by common standards. Saxon’s appeared to be marginally bigger but who knows? Maybe he’s crooked or something or maybe the acoustics in the boys’ locker room was throwing off my perspective or maybe the lukewarm water coming out of my shower head was a bit cooler than his... or maybe it was hearing the girls’ voices lift and shriek from the room beside us as they apparently re-enacted a scene from Cats after training, that had me shrivelling up just a little.
Girls fight over Saxon all the time, so he can probably handle the nails-on-a-chalkboard pitchy thing their voices do better than me and therefore, was untroubled by the cacophony while my manhood tried to hide behind my testicles.
Sigh- or maybe they fight over him all the time because he’s so bloody hung. Argh! When was this guy going to show a weakness that couldn’t be filed nicely under sexy labels like: ‘Complicated’ or ‘Romantic’ or ‘Intense.’ Why couldn’t he pick his nose or something? Why couldn’t he be an inch smaller ALL over?
And most importantly- why couldn't I be the kind of person who wished that everybody was as un self-conscious and self-assured as Saxon bloody Clarke? I'm trying to be a better 'bigger' person than I am, honestly, but every guy has his limits and apparently, Saxon was mine.
get books #1 and #2 now!
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00MGVBET2
http://www.amazon.com/Snakebite-Book-...
