Now I know what you’re all thinking. Here we go, another article about how unimportant the size of a man’s todger is. We’ve read it all before, it’s not the size of the wave; it’s the motion of the ocean. And all that jazz *cue jazz hands*.
Well, let’s come back to cock size another time shall we? Today people we’re going to talk about body size/shape and whether or not physique really matters when it comes to physical attraction.
Now I can only speak from personal experience of course but if you were to ask me (you know, over a pint and a packet of crisps) whether shape, size, weight or fitness level make a difference when it comes to attraction, I would say that’s a firm negative, good buddy. Because chemistry is chemistry, it’s either there or it isn’t there, and if it isn’t, aint no six pack or powerful pair of shoulders going to make a damn bit of difference to the fuckability of a total douche.
Now I will confess that I didn’t always think like this. I had a very specific type. Tall, broad shoulders, firm ass and generally speaking in pretty good shape. Let’s just say I liked the sporty type and was pretty much oblivious to all else when it came to choosing a sexual partner. As far as I was concerned, hot body meant great sex. Right? Oh so very wrong! And proved wrong by an American swimmer I happened to meet while on a working holiday in San Francisco. I was 21, he was 28, he came into the restaurant I was working in one night yada yada next thing you know we’re on a date. To say that I was excited about getting down and dirty with this dude was an understatement, He was unbelievably fucking hot. He had a body to die for and was pretty good company. Well, you can only imagine how disappointed I was when the sex turned out to be unbelievably fucking bad. I mean seriously bad. No foreplay whatsoever, a pretty uncomfortable five minutes of frantic thrusting and it was all over. And you know what else? He didn’t even take his socks off. I mean COME ON! I left pretty soon after that, feeling very hard done by as you can imagine.
Not long after that I met a guy in a club. He was a friend of a friend and we hit it off straight away. Now friend of a friend guy – we’ll call him Dave – wasn’t in great shape and by his own admission could probably have done with losing a few pounds, so, shallow gal that I am I didn’t look at him in a fuck me kind of way. He just wasn’t my type. However, my body had other ideas. As the night wore on something kind of magical started to happen. There was this energy, this electricity that began sparkling between us and by the end of the night it was all I could do to keep my hands off him. We all went back to his place for a post club party and eventually got around to THE KISS. Well, let’s just say I was not expecting what happened. Before I knew it we were tearing each other’s clothes off, dragging one another upstairs to his room and having absolutely amazing sex. It was fun it was dirty it was kinky and hugely enjoyable. I didn’t care what he looked like naked, all I knew was there was some serious chemistry going on right there right then. We saw each other for about two months and had some of the best sex of my life before I went off on tour with a show.
So, the moral of the story here guys and gals is that chemistry doesn’t care what size or shape you are. Because chemistry has its own agenda. Sexual attraction is all about energy and because of this you might well find yourself attracted to someone who doesn’t necessarily tick your physical checklist. And that’s the fucking great thing about it. Sure, if you don’t feel healthy because you’re not in great shape then it might be time to do something about it, but remember sexual gods and goddesses come in all shapes and sizes. Let yours shine through and enjoy the ride.