I was a normal 17-year old high school student. I was horny as hell and wanted ass like nothing else on the planet. My girlfriend was stubborn but I finally got her to relax enough to have sex with me. It was awkward but awesome for my first time. She seemed to enjoy it besides the obvious side effects of the first time. We were happy. Now, let’s fast forward. A few months later, I’m 18 and a senior in high school. A bitter fight breaks our relationship up. What came next was something that I was neither prepared to battle or understand. Within weeks, the entire school knew that my member wasn’t exactly the most endowed one on the planet. I had measured before just to satisfy curiosity. I was 5.85” in length. On really good erections I would get over 6.00” in length. My girth was normal, I guess, at 4.25”. But I guess I was wrong. I became the laughingstock of the school by the female sex. Apparently I had a small dick. My friends laughed about it but they were my friends so they didn’t hamper me about it. But those who I didn’t consider friends called me “small dick.” Girls would joke about it all of the time. It got around to my younger siblings who also laughed at me. It got to the point where I didn’t want to go to school, much less ask a girl out. I mean, why would she say yes? I couldn’t satisfy her with my dick. I was borderline depressed. I abused search functions in a desperate attempt to add length to my penis. I bought the bull**** adds for Pro Solution pills. I tried the pills for 3 months and saw absolutely NO change in anything. Yeah, I probably had some better blood flow but no changes in size. I didn’t finish the bottles because I knew I had been scammed. I tried sending them back but the supposed no questions asked return policy turned out to be a scam as well. I was out $300 and I had two bottles of sugar pills left. I started believing that there was no hope whatsoever. This all climaxed (no pun ) last weekend when my friend took me to a college party. I didn't know anyone there, so I was comfortable. Me and my friend were talking to these two girls most of the night, who were best friends. One of them was the one throwing the party. Obviously, everyone there is drunk (that goes without saying- just trying to get you guys to visualize what's going on). Later in the night, the two girls start whispering to each other and both look at us and start smiling. They both approached us, grabbed our hands, and said "follow us." We follow them upstairs, and the girl that grabbed my hand (not the one that lived there- her friend) took me into what looked like the parents' bedroom. At this point, I know in my head what is about to happen next. I start to feel very anxious, but when we started kissing each other that feeling went away (being drunk helped). She started kissing my neck ever so slightly, and blood started to engorge my penis. She moved her hands up to my chest and took off my shirt. At this point, she pushes me on the bed and says "I am going to take good care of you." She removes my belt, and I pray that she doesn't laugh at my small member. Looking back, I wish that she did... she took off my pants and starts massaging my penis with the innards of her mouth. After about 10 seconds, she looks up and says, "is that it?" At this point, I was so ashamed I got beat red in the face. She then said "how do you expect to satisfy me with this?" and left the room. I sat in that room and drowned in my sorrows for a good half hour. What made it even worse was in the room next door, my friend has her screaming things like "**** me," "harder," "oh my god"..... you get the idea. Anyways, she then brought up another guy. When they enter the room, they both saw me crying. As I make my way to the door, the guy says to me, "you can stay, I'll show you a real ****." Of course, I leave the room. I feel so ashamed I go straight for my coat and leave. Since my friend was busy, I had nowhere to go. I refused to enter that house again, I knew everyone knew and they would all laugh at me. I start walking to a nearby 7-11, which was a couple of blocks away. As I walk I am calling everybody I know (it is 3:00, so I knew my chances of getting a ride were slim). I am so desperate I am offering $15 for someone to pick me up. I whistled for a cab and when it came nearThe license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirrorIf anything I can say that this cab was rareBut I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'I looked at my kingdomI was finally thereTo sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air Man, this whole ordeal just makes me want to die . I will never be able to please a woman, whenever they take off my pants they laugh at me. I wish there was something to do to make my member bigger, but I refuse to be scammed again.