The two smallest penises I have seen.

This is the story of the two smallest penises I have seen and the men who own them. One man has adapted well to his short stature while the other man has allowed terrible games play havoc in his mind.

My girlfriend and I were at a nude beach walking along the wet, firmly packed sand at the water's edge. We stopped talk to a group of four men allowing the dying waves to tickle across the tops of our feet. We are a mid twenties couple and these men were thirty to forty years older than us. We would normally have said a brief greeting as we passed by but there had been quite a commotion at one end of the beach with flashing emergency lights and the presence of paramedics so we were quite interested to learn what had happened.

A medical emergency, the men said, not related to the high surf and undertow which that particular stretch of beach was famous for. The men's penises were flaccid and none of them sported any hair below their chins and were tanned completely bronze. I watched their eyes casually sweep our bodies and return to our faces with no visible reaction to my my stubby penis or my girlfriend's saggy boobs and large, darkly colored areolas.

One of the men had a micropenis with a little nub of a glans visible above a golf ball sized scrotum. It was not so much the lack of size that caught my attention but rather the man's state of mind. He stood with his hands at his side with no hesitation in his voice and his facial expression as serious as everyone else's. I am sure he noticed my girlfriend looking at his miniscule package as well as the deeply tanned and heavily tattooed woman who later joined us. My girlfriend nudged my forearm with her elbow in a subtle way to indicate her perplexity to the man's tiny cock and I took pleasure in watching her struggle to look at it while not causing insult. The man was one hundred and ten percent comfortable with his body and I could not help but admire the confident way in which conversed with my girlfriend. If I were in his flip flops I am sure a nude beach would not be on my itinerary of places to visit.

The other extremely small penis I saw is a very strange story and my girlfriend and I are still not sure what to think about it. We had not been dating terribly long and had spent an afternoon at a picnic area alongside a river. We had hiked the canyon trails and swam in the river but a summer storm had suddenly blew in and we ate our lunch in the back of my pickup truck under the shelter of an aluminum cap We had the tailgate down and the cap door open for ventilation while we ate. There was an older man eating his picnic lunch by himself near us and when it began to rain he sheltered in his car.

The man positioned his car directly behind us to where he could see into the bed of our truck. We noticed him constantly staring at us while we ate and talked and we joked to each other that he was wanting to watch us make out. We laughed and joked about flashing him some bare ass and tit.

I closed the tailgate and the back hatch of the cap before we did make out on blankets in the truck bed. Through a side window in the cap we saw the man standing beside the truck looking in then he rapped loudly on the back of the cap. My girlfriend and and I looked at each other in both puzzlement and ire. I grunted a curse at the man to ward him away but I have to admit that my words sounded more like a grumbled consent than an admonishment. My girlfriend's temper had flared and she did not cover herself at all when the man opened the back door of the cap.

I was on my knees by then, completely naked with my erect penis jutting out. My girlfriend was sprawled on her back sitting up on her elbows. The man dropped the tailgate to fully open the back of the truck and we saw his pants and underwear pulled down to his knees. He sported an wild crop light brown colored pubic hair and a circumcised and erect penis that could not have been more than one and a half inches in length. His scrotum was that of an old man's with hanging sack two will defined testicles.

My girlfriend closed her legs so the man could not see up her pink hole but he never took his eyes off her as he stroked his tiny Johnson with the tips of his thumb and first finger. My girlfriend sat up to have a closer look at the man's tiny dick letting him have a good look at her droopy hang of her tits. He said something in a foreign language and continued performing his sliding pinch method of masturbation.

I angrily told the man to pull his pants up and have some dignity but my girlfriend shushed me quiet. She told me that the man's very small penis had created a psychosis in which he was suffering an unsatiable hunger to flaunt himself in a setting where sexual intercourse was impractical. She said that the best we could do was simply to play along with his fantasy.

My girlfriend told the man that his penis was the tiniest, most pathetic cock she had ever seen and the man mumbled something unintelligible and increased the tempo of his short stokes. I understood a bit of what was happening, that this man had an exhibitionist kink as well as a small penis humiliation hang-up and somehow my girlfriend had triggered an uncontrolled event within his mind.

My girlfriend then brought her knees up and sat cross-legged which opened her vulva for the man to see. She tortured the poor fellow further by reaching over and grasping my full erection in her hand and thumbing the tip of my glans in a fashion that made buck me grunt and my inner core muscles tighten. I actually felt sorry for him when a small jettison of fluid spurt from the his small bean landed on the metal tailgate. His face turned beat red and he again muttered something in his language. My girlfriend calmly pointed at the spot of jism with her other hand and told the man that he could not able to make babies while continuing to stroke me. The man then turned to walk back to his car while pulling up his pants. My girlfriend laughed openly at his scrawny white ass which caused him to pull his pants up faster and bow his head as he walked away.

When the rain let up and we crawled out of the truck bed the man was still sitting in his car watching us. I had wanted to go back down to the river but my girlfriend thought the man was again masturbating himself and it would be best if we simply left, which we did.