This is on point, with a startling, but true, twist. When very young, it was not unusual for me to see my father’s penis. As I got older, that was not the case.
In my recollections, I remembered my father’s penis as much larger than mine. Somewhere, I read something to the effect that boy’s often felt inferior to their fathers, because in their memories they recalled their father’s adult penis and compared it to their own immature penis. That made sense, and I pretty much accepted that as applying in my case.
Many years passed, and while he was in the hospital, just before he died, I inadvertently saw his flaccid penis. OMG, I had never seen another penis that was even close to the size of his! I must have inherited my penis from my mother!
Here is the bizarre twist. Some while after my father’s death, I was talking to the funeral director, who had handled my father’s funeral, and whom I knew socially. There was a little alcohol involved. He said, “you know, your father was a really big man.” I said, “nah, he was only about 5’8” and weighed less than 150 pounds.” He replied, and it was clear what he meant, “no, I mean he was a really big MAN!”