So my wife and I have been together about 8 years and we’ve had a pretty mediocre sex life since day 1. It’s not that we don’t both enjoy sex, rather that I’ve had issues of performance anxiety and other hang ups that have rendered our sex life fairly passionless – few and far between have been the passion-filled nights, but there have been some I’m glad to say.
I’ve got a massive (excuse the pun) hang up about the size of my penis, this is compounded by the knowledge that it does not satisfy my wife, in fact it leaves her feeling very disappointed – me being smaller than the norm (both in length and girth), and she unfortunately being slightly larger (than many of my past partners) and 2 children have also all but destroyed her muscles.
We’ve had our ups and downs and right now are communicating about things much more openly than ever before – basically because we reached crisis point in our marriage. So recently we’ve had open and frank conversations about our sex life. She has said to me, “I desperately miss sex that I’ve had before”, “I long for a large penis”, “I miss really deep, hard sex”, “I long for the sex from my past”, but she says that she walked into our marriage knowing that our sexual compatibility was a weak point and that she knows she has to live with that, my other qualities far outweighed the sexual incompatibility and she now wants to raise her children in a ‘complete family’. She also says that “if she stays with me her days of sexual fulfilment are most probably over”.
Clearly I cannot get a bigger penis. I worry that my wife will have an affair (she’s never been unfaithful but has dated married men before we wed).
I feel so scared, so crushed when she told me these things, so hurt and helpless. Now I just feel resigned to a life of fear of the future, like I’m holding a ticking time bomb.
One good thing is that we are now communicating about sex, we’ve laid our cards on the table and have agreed to try and ‘relearn’ sex with each other – start back at basics and try to rebuild a confidence and mutual understanding of each other’s needs (that we can work with within my limitations)… but I’m still so caught up in the whole penis size thing as I know, no matter what, there is nothing I can do in that regard – it eats me up, waiting for the day she walks out that door.
Not sure there is any advice anyone can give, but at least this is out there now…
I re read this and see nothing but when, not if my worst case fears happen…
They say that men think about sex 19 times a day, well I’m pretty sure I replay her words in my head double that a day…
Some would say “buck your ideas, you’re not a child, get on with it and ‘man-up’” but the mind is a powerful weapon, especially when used against oneself!
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