Male: When I was in high school, i blew two guys who were brothers (separately) and they had very similar penises they’ve slept with at least one other girl in common. Me: Do you think the brother with the bigger penis knew?įemale: yeah. Male: i have, however, slept with gay brothersįemale: similar! also similar endurance levels. Male: i haven’t seen his dick in more than a decade The Cut surveyed sexually active individuals who have slept with brothers to find out what the penises were like. (How would you even broach the topic? “Mom, did you leave Dad because you met a guy with a larger and more finely complected penis?”) She notes that genetics are hard to predict, but sometimes theoretical science is not enough.
Since the writer’s parents divorced shortly after the youngest brother’s birth, he wondered whether he should ask his parents whether the youngest has a different father. None of us look strikingly like our parents, but we are clearly brothers, except for this newly discovered alien appendage on my younger brother. It was like seeing a great white whale breaching alongside dolphins. While my older brother, dad, and myself have fairly similar, if modest, endowments, my younger brother’s male parts were noticeably different (and “better”) than ours in almost every way possible: size, shape, even complexion (!). “The facilities were spartan,” he wrote to Slate’s Dear Prudence, “and we all ended up in a communal shower.” There he saw it, dangling between his little brother’s legs: a really gigantic penis. "I had the patron saint of dads for sissies, and no, I didn't know at the time, but I know it now.A twentysomething man had an alarming experience on a camping trip with his father and two brothers. And he knew that making me feel bad about it in any way was the wrong thing to do," he adds. "And out of all the things a father in 1959 could have told his gay son, my father tells me to be proud of myself and not sneak," Haggerty says. And if you run around spending your whole life thinking that you're doing the wrong thing, then you'll ruin your immortal soul." Because if you sneak, like you did today, it means you think you're doing the wrong thing. "Now, I'm gonna tell you something today, and you might not know what to think of it now, but you're gonna remember when you're a full-grown man: Don't sneak. Now, how 'bout you? When you're an adult, who are you gonna go out with at night?" "Look, everybody knows I'm a dairy farmer," his father replied. Haggerty squirmed in his seat and finally exclaimed, "Well, Dad, did you have to wear your cow-crap jeans to my assembly?" But I know it wasn't you, 'cause you would never do that to your dad,' " Haggerty recalls. "My father says to me, 'I was walking down the hall this morning, and I saw a kid that looked a lot like you ducking around the hall to avoid his dad. "It was because of what he was wearing."Īfter the assembly, in the car ride home, Haggerty's father called him out on his attempt to hide. "It wasn't because of what I was wearing," Haggerty says. When Haggerty saw his dad in the halls, he hid.
Charles Edward Haggerty, a dairy farmer, showed up at the school in dirty farming jeans and boots. "Dad, I think you better get up there," his brother said.
Haggerty says his brother dropped him off at school and then called their father. On their way there, he started covering his face with glitter - to his brother's horror. The conversation started because as a teenager Haggerty decided to perform in a school assembly. Patrick Haggerty, now 70, didn't know he was gay at the time, but says his father knew what direction he was headed. In the 1950s in rural Washington, a teenage boy learned an important lesson about self-acceptance. This conversation was recorded as part of OutLoud - Stor圜orps's initiative to collect LGBTQ stories across America. As a teen, Haggerty learned from his father never to "sneak" around his identity. Patrick Haggerty dresses in drag in 1959.