My fellow men, we need to talk. There’s been an elephant in the room for far too long. For decades now women have, justifiably, been talking about how societal pressures have made them feel insecure and driven them to often insane lengths. It’s a real problem and it needs to be addressed.
However, as men, we’re not all that different. We see pictures of Chippendale dancers and feel that twinge of inadequacy. Sure, we put on a brave face, but we notice the pudges, blemishes and stray hairs the same as women. We diet, exercise, buy protein shakes and generally do whatever it takes to get that “ideal” body. Manorexia is becoming more common and whole stores are dedicated to us getting in shape, whatever that really is.
For me, the insecurity is the lack of weight. At 6′0 and 165, I’m a very thin person. I find it impossible to build muscle, no matter how much I work out, and it reminds me of the nerd I was in high school, no matter how much I’ve changed in other ways. For other men, it is the beer gut or the hairy back and the list goes on and on of male insecurities.
But the worst area for many deals with something more intimate. The penis. Years of watching porn stars with monster dongs have skewed our perception about our dicks and the size they’re supposed to be. You’ll be hard pressed to find a guy that hasn’t looked at their member and not wished it to be at least a little bit bigger. Even I’ll admit to that.
What do we do? We stock up Enzyte, go through surgery, buy pumps and inject ourselves with gel. If it sounds familiar, it’s because it’s the same type of things women do in their quest to become more attractive and it has to stop, on both sides.
The reason is that most of what we’ve been fed about penis size is pure bullshit and I’m pretty sure that, if you ask your girlfriend or wife she’ll agree.
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