Friday, May 7, 2021

Do you think having a micro penis is important for a sub boy?


So a guy I follow on my new Twitter... @CjDale66  asked his followers this question. 

Do you think having a micro penis is important for a sub boy? I want to seriously work on it and I don't know if the alphas appreciate it 

I personally in the last year have come to realize, and have come to a full conclusion that it is VERY important. 

I'll begin by saying I'm a grower. My dick doesn't show! He's a bit of a nubbin limp. Fully hard though I'm 7.5 cut inches. Not huge, but not dinky either. Kind of packing. But as a bottom pussyboy, my dicklet has never fully been my big thing! I'm the kind of guy that doesn't even touch my junk.

That said back in 1988, at the age of 18 I was THEN wearing jocks to hide my junk. The focus, well,  on my pussy. Still, even more so, since last year March learning of the term and realizing I've been that my whole life.

If I wear anything during sex it is a jock, although I tend to call them pussybra's <lol>!

I just bought my first chastity device too. A silicone one. With a decent shaft one it as I'm not sure I'm ready to explore shrinkages, although I find it very erotic. I also don't use masculine terms for my penis. I use clitty, dicklet, and nubbin/nub. I do it as I don't see myself as a MAN, male yes but MAN no. My mind set is very sub, very pussy centric that in and of itself is NOT masculine in my mind. I'm very much 3rd gender as I write about here. Pronouns; he, they, her. I could very easily be Daddy's good girl.

"I'm Daddy's good girl" 

this link is my example of what I mean.  


I, truly, believe this that a Daddy/DOM/MAN doesn't want to really, fully see your dicklet. He wants to see that pussy. Nothing else, especially your alleged "manhood". So hide it away in a jock, Lock it up. Daddy/DOM/MAN certainly doesn't want to see you playing with it as he fucks you, UNLESS and only if he says you can or asks you too. There's only dick if your with that kind of guy and it's HIS, not yours. A lot of THEM want us in chastity too. It forces us to focus on OUR true sex organ.

If they do want to see our dicklets, and especially during fucking us, they want more than anything, I feel, to see our dicklets very limp, flopping around during sex. Caged and flopping around even better, because I feel even then that their thinking is we are focused on serving them even in that situation as our focus is on our pussies, with their dick stuffed in it and doing what we need to do with our pussy to bring them to ejaculation and breeding us.

I really feel so much of this is our mind set as his sub, or as his pussy, or even as his faggot. I also think there are depths to this mind set, meaning deeper thoughts then here. One example: that by doing this things, our sacrificing these things are our way of better serving him and being of service to him. Our needs don't matter in the least, a lot of the time. Our true joy, true fulfillment comes in being the very best us for him in the way HE wants us.

I do find that in the back of my brain that even I want to explore shrinkage, because even in shrinkage we are better serving, and fully serving him. In our shrinkage we become better pussy, that our focus truly is forced to our pussies even more so. Some so go so far as to be mounded... surgically inserted into us, but left with enough out to piss. A few go so far as to have it fully removed, or so I here. That's a whole other thing, for a whole other time...maybe. I think shrinkage also makes us less male, if you will, as virility is based on size.; and for those of us, myself included we don't even see ourselves fully male either. See other posts on this especially the one on being third gender. I see myself as "Daddy's good girl" while being his boi. That make sense? I hope.


My final piece of advice: go get naked, grease up your pussy, grab your poppers, and your favorite porn, and go wreck your pussy for Daddy Charlie.... but leave ur nubbin alone. lol>

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