I pretty much always knew I was hung. When my brother and I were in middle school, the only thing our dad said to us that was even close to “the talk” was, “Men in our family are hung, you’ll need to use KY.” By the time he told us that, we already knew we were hung.

I knew I was the biggest guy in the room when I was eleven, at the beginning of sixth grade. My brother and I physically developed early, compared to our classmates. I started sixth grade with a full bush and growing penis. None of my classmates started to physically develop until midway through seventh grade. In the shower room after gym class and sports practice I was obviously the biggest guy among my classmates and teammates.

Through middle school a lot of my close friends we very curious about my big cock. We would often have circle jerks at sleepovers. They all wanted to feel and stroke me. They would all tell me how crazy it was that I was so big. We often measured everyone when we had circle jerks. I started out being the biggest and none of them ever caught up.

This continued into high school with a smaller group of friends. The guys I co-captained our school soccer team with would often jerk together. Out of the four of us I was by far the biggest, at this time getting close to the size I am today. One of the other co-captains was also well hung, nearly as thick as I am, but a couple inches shorter. The other two guys were average sized guys.

As a group I always tried to get the four of us to do more together than just circle jerk. The thought of the four of us having a hot man orgy really turned me on. But I was unsuccessful at that. One-on-oneI had sex with each of them. The two average sized guys would say something similar to “I’m not gay, but with a cock like yours you can do whatever you want”. With my other hung co-captain, he and I would acknowledge we were both bisexual. He and I would often flip-fuck each other on our one-on-one sessions together.