Chapter 1

Readers may not believe this but actually my penis size is really impressive. When placid it is about 7 ½ inches long and about 3 inches in girth. When erect it is about 11 inches long and its girth comes to 4 ½ inches. I have equally big testicles and testicles sac. My scrotum is in the size of a coconut and my testicles are each in the size of a duck's egg. When my penis is placid my testicles will be hanging about half-way in my thighs. Because of the bigness and thickness of my manhood and testicles I do not find it uncomfortable to wear pants and I prefer to wear "Dhoti" which gives more room and freedom to me where it matters.

It is said even as a new born baby I had a slim long penis. When my mother delivered me the first thing noticed by the attending doctor and nurse was the unusually long size of my penis. They both commented about it and the nurse jokingly told my mother that "well — you can name him Gajakkol Pandian — he fully deserves it" and they all had a hearty laugh. In Tamil Gajakkol refers to the yardstick and Pandian means King. So the words will translate in English as "King with a yard-long cock". My mother would always insist that I should wear my undergarment (tight loin cloth) even during hot sultry daytime. She will say "peoples' evil eyes may fall on your treasure and it may harm you". Of course in that young age I did not understand the unusualness of my long member or the attraction and comments it caused. But whoever happened to see my member for the first time would always smile and make some comment. If they were men they usually said "what — it seems all the food he takes only goes into making his cock only". If they were women they usually laughed and said "what — how will you marry with such a big sword — every girl will run away with fear on seeing this". But usually women looked more eagerly at my member and often tried to touch it. Then my mother or grandmother protested and cursed them and then they all laughed heartily and I would feel shy and embarrassed.

My father was a businessman and also a landlord and we lived in a big house. He had good income from his shop and his father (my grandfather) was also a businessman. We were rich with good lot of property. Our house was the biggest in our street. There were several houses in our street but ours was the biggest, best and well known house in our locality. Reportedly all the houses in our street were once owned by my great-great grandfather. It is said during World War One, a German ship came and bombarded Chennai (then Madras). Fearing destruction of the houses during War he sold many of the houses for a cheap price and went to live in his village. And he returned only after War was over and he then occupied only the present house where we were living.

It was a street house with about 80 feet width and about 200 feet long. It had many halls and rooms and verandahs. I am the only male issue to my father and I have five sisters, three above me and two are my juniors. Our family included my grandparents, my parents, we six children and one widowed aunt (sister of my father) with her daughter who was younger to me. Being the only son, I was always pampered by my parents and grandparents. So usually my elder and younger sisters will automatically obey me in every one of my demands. As for my aunt's daughter Komalavalli (Komali for short) she was always referred as my future wife because I was taken for granted as her bridegroom "by right". Naturally she was expected to obey me without thinking in all aspects. So I had a very cozy life from the beginning. We were all studying in schools, and as I was from a good parentage I was also doing well in my studies.

My mother had conceived and delivered her children in quick succession and it had affected her health. She was always complaining of some ailment and my grandmother would often get cross with my mother for her poor health and scold her. But we always kept servant-maids and they will do all the work except the duties in kitchen and Pooja Room which only my mother, grandmother or aunt will carry out. We had two servant-maids. One by the name Senguthayamma was always in our house doing the cleaning of our vessels and doing all the biddings of my grandmother and mother. It was our practice to eat only in pure silver plates and use pure silver tumblers for drinking coffee or water. Also in our Pooja Room lot of silver articles were kept. So only she was allowed to clean the vessels and also sweep and mop the kitchen and Pooja Room. Sweeping and moping of the rest of our big house, drawing water from the well and storing it in big storage vessels, and washing of all our clothes were done by another servant-maid by the name Ayyamma. She came daily twice, in the morning and evening to sweep and mop the house and wash our clothes and she was supervised by Senguthayamma. Senguthayamma called me as "Chinnayya" which means Little Master and Ayyamma called me as "Saami" which is a way of expressing respect and affection. Senguthayamma was very old and Ayyamma was middle aged, say around 40 years.

Ayyamma was a dark, stout and rugged lady. Her husband was previously our car driver but he had run away somewhere leaving her and her children without any support. She was working as servant maid in our house and in some more houses.

Senguthayamma was about 70 years old at that time. She was lean, dark and very good-natured. Reportedly she joined as our servant at her very young age and had served at least three generations of my family. She had children and they with their family were all living at some distance in a hut on the bank of a canal. Actually the hut belonged to her but she was always staying in our house and only occasionally she went to them. Nobody called her by her name. She was always called Ammayee by everyone and we children called her as "aayah" which is a way of addressing old women with respect. She served in our house till I was 15 years old. She left us only when the Government demolished their huts and gave them newly constructed houses at a different locality. It was in a far off place and she then went to live with her family. During the period she stayed in our house, we were her family and she was one in our family.

She had the duty of bathing the children of the house except my one elder sister who had attained her puberty. We had a big bathroom and there was a big vessel for heating water using firewood. It was her duty to keep the hot water always available in the morning for all of us to take bath. She will also comb our hair and dress us. She had to comb and plait the hairs the girls and also adorn their hair with flowers, apply "kajal" (anointing the eyes with black paste) for their eyes and make them wear their jewels also. She will bathe me and she will touch my penis many times while applying soap all over my body and while toweling me dry after bath. In those times she will take my cock and testicles, clean and dry them properly and during that time my cock will stand up. If my sisters happen to notice it they will giggle and she will scold them to move away from there. She was always protective about my cock and would apply talcum powder liberally there and put my underwear and knickers to dress me. She will tenderly touch my cock and say "Chinnayya — you should always keep it clean — and don't expose it for others to see — they may get jealous and steal it from you". I would then hide my cock with the palm of my hand and she will smile. But she herself never commented or teased about the extra-ordinary size of my member and she always fought with anyone making a joke of it. She will shout at them "God has blessed him with a big gem — if you tease him for it your tongue will become rotten with worms — so keep quiet and don't put your filthy eyes on his treasure".

Though I would feel embarrassed and shy at times when someone commented about my member I was also proud of it and several times in a day I will look at it fondly and try to raise it and keep it raised for as long as possible. Usually stroking my shaft excited it to stand up and holding and pressing the shaft or fondling my testicles always excited and thrilled me to much happiness.

Of course I will always wear tight-fitting underwear inside my knickers as otherwise my mother or grandmother will scold me and I was allowed to remove the underwear only when bathing or going to toilet or while lying in bed to seep. So if my cock rises when I wear the underwear then it will be hampered by the cloth and I will not find it pleasant. So whenever I was alone I will loosen the cloths and let out my cock free to make it fully rise, and find pleasure by playing with it. I did not do it with sexual awareness, but it made me happy though for what reason I did not know. Occasionally if my grandmother, mother or aunty noticed it they will tweak my ears and scold me for doing "nasty thing". But aayah never scolded me but would gently say "don't do it now — when you come to proper age, you will marry Komali and she will do all these things for your pleasure — till that time you should be patient". I will grin happily at the thought of my marriage with Komali though I had little understanding of all these things then.

When I was 10 years old, I was studying in fifth class. At that time aayah's grandson got married and for that purpose she went to their village for somedays. In her absence, Ayyamma was asked to do many additional chores and one was bathing and dressing the children except putting jewellery on them which my grandmother only did. The first day Ayyamma was in the bathroom bathing all of us one by one and when my turn came, I entered the bathroom and removed my clothes and stood nude before her. She had not seen me naked anytime before and she gasped at the sight of my cock. Her eyes widened with surprise and she ejaculated "Saami — what is this — is this cock or a cannon". I was embarrassed by her comment and stood shy. One of my sisters was there. She had taken bath and she was drying her hair. Hearing the comment of Ayyamma she became angry and said "don't tease him — and don't put your evil eyes on him". Ayyamma giggled and said "Saami has got such a big gem — I have never seen like this anytime before — when he grows up as a big man, no woman will be suitable for sleeping with him — he has to marry only an elephant". Then she laughed loudly and I got angry.

I shouted to her "now are you going to bathe me not". My sister also got more angry and said "I told you to stop teasing him — but you are still doing it". Ayyamma giggled and said to her "dear — his cock is a wonder and I have not seen such a beauty before — I am excited to see it". Then she touched my cock tenderly with her fingers and tickled it. My sister became more angry and shouted "you are behaving badly - I will now go and tell to grandmother about your filthy words and bad behaviour". She started to leave and Ayyamma became very much afraid. She said "stop child — don't get angry — I was only telling it in praise — I am sorry". Then my sister became quiet and said "okay — now close your rotten mouth tightly and bathe him". She left and Ayyamma gave my bath. During bath, she kept on touching my cock more than necessary and took a long time to apply soap and clean my cock and later to dry it with towel. Practically her fingers were constantly caressing my cock and it stood stiff many times. Even while dressing me she kept fondly feeling my cock and all the time she kept grinning at me and I was feeling shy, angry and also happy with her touch and behaviour.

That day when she combed and plaited the hair of the girls and dressed them, they complained that she was neither properly plaiting their hair nor dressing them nicely. They cried to her "you are clumsy — you don't do it like aayah" and she protested saying "you people don't sit quiet - if you always keep shaking your head or run here and there without standing still for a minute how do you expect me to do it properly". Then hot argument took place between them and my sisters went and complained to my grandmother. She called Ayyamma and told her "from tomorrow you only give them bath — then I will do their plaiting and dressing". Hearing this the girls felt very happy about it.