I’ll admit it, though I don’t have to. One look at me and you’ll see I’m perfectly average. Average height, 5’9”; average weight, 160; average looks, not ugly, not handsome; average body type, not muscular, but not soft and flabby; average hair, not thinning, not full and lush; average shoe size, 9-1/2; average waist, 32; average job, sales; average income, $75,000. I even have an average wife with perfectly average stats to go with it.

And, yes, I have an average penis: 5-1/2” went fully erect. And I like it. It’s a good size, my wife enjoys it, and it feels good when it squirts.

The only thing about me that might not be average are my balls. Having seen quite a lot of men’s scrotums, I can say mine are generally bigger and hang lower. Not that it matters much, because ... Balls. They’re ugly. They’re hairy. You can’t do much with them. And while they mildly feel good if massaged or licked, that’s about it.

Also, another thing not average about me is that I’m bisexual. And, no, my wife doesn’t know.

On a fairly regular basis, I would meet “Ben” for some mild fun. He was not average -- tall, with a big, thick dick. What he saw in me, I have no idea ... Other than I would suck his big, thick dick and he always had a good time. At least the semen in my mouth told me so. Then he would suck my average dick, and it was a good friendship.

After our interludes, he would often go out to smoke, and I’d join him. The patio’s lower half was blocked off, so we could sit out there naked and all anyone could see was a couple of shirtless guys.

One warm September night, I arrived as scheduled, and Ben had company. I forget the man’s name, but he was definitely not average. Maybe 5’4”, close to 200 lbs, thinning dark hair he kept too long and a scrabbly excuse for a goatee. But he was nice enough. We sat and chatted a while. He was charming and pretty funny.

Ben told me his guest was an actor, had appeared on several TV shows, rattling off a number of famous ones. I was kind of impressed.

Ben broke the ice by taking off his shirt. He was pretty buff, nice chest, flat tummy, wide shoulders. Forget his big, thick dick, the rest of him was pretty nice.

I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my socks while the Actor unbuttoned his shirt. Soon we were all naked and each of us had someone else’s dick in our hand. It wasn’t long before we were all hard.

Ben laid down on the floor, and I got down between his legs, taking his big, thick cock into my mouth. The Actor came up behind me, his hand rubbing my butt.

He had, to put it nicely, a small dick. It was 4” rock hard. But he was a man, and all four inches were important to him.