Man, what's so great about big dicks anyway? Having one means constant underwear adjustment and fucking one, well, hurts. So why is it that we melt every time we see a guy who's dick could trade places with his forearm?
We could go down all sorts or roads trying to answer that question. Blame the "bigger is better" ethos of living in the capitalist West, for example, or simply chalk it up to aesthetic preference. Whatever. This guy's got biiiiiiiiig dick. Excuse us while we salivate.