One wintry Friday afternoon in the early 80's, a bunch of us had lunch brought to the agency, rather than venture out, and the talk got around to what we all planned for the weekend. Everyone admitted they were going to burrow down amongst the blankets in bed, or lie in front of the fireplace with a date or some significant other. I replied that I hadn't decided of which gender my companion would be,considering I was bi.
I'd get good-naturedly teased about coin-flipping to decide, but I had a new affair going with a bi guy of eighteen. I was asked what he looked like beneath the swim trunks he was wearing in the photo of him that was passed around. I knew they meant his cock size, replying he bordered on five inches, but quickly added he was two inches wide.
That revived that old debate over which is better to possess: Length or width? It's been said for eons that women like the wider dick size, and if the gent has both going for him, that's a boner bonus. My response was that if a guy has a big mouth, such a cock would be comfortable.