An SPH Experience by limpnubguy. This took place on July 4, 1995—a very different era. The internet existed, but nothing like it does today. Cell phones were around as well, though they weren’t used the way they are now, and social media simply didn’t exist. I had just turned 18 in May, had graduated from high school just days before, and had signed up to join the military. I was due to report for basic training in August. I planned
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Lildickboi1284. Man, at 24, life had already kicked me in the nuts a few times, but moving back home with my family after getting fired from my dead-end job felt like the ultimate low. Rent was piling up, and I couldn’t swing it anymore, so I packed my shit and crashed at my parents’ place. The couch in the living room became my temporary bed while my aunt’s roof was getting fixed next door—she was staying
Read moreBy Danny Piccolo. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here ***** Part 4… “Well, looks like you guys have really gotten to know each other,” Linda asked with a quizzical smile, while sharing glances with both Danny and me. “Yeah, we found out we have little in common,” Danny added. “…and he told me that he likes having little in common.” “And is the feeling mutual?” Linda stared at my very red cock, then scowled and spoke to Danny
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Scary_Photograph_410. It was one of those wild, blurry nights back in my early twenties—my buddy Paul and I, both hammered from a bar crawl that started innocently enough with beers and shots. We’re stumbling back to my shitty apartment around 2 a.m., laughing about nothing, when the conversation turns to girls and how long it’s been since either of us got laid. Paul, this short dude barely scraping 5 feet, always the bolder one, pulls out
Read moreAn SPH Experience by InfoAlpha. I had gone to the infirmary while I was a senior at a coed boarding school. I had gotten the chicken pox, my whole body was itching, and I had a bad combo of poison ivy and a sunburn on top of that. For the most part, my skin was a mess. The on-duty nurse told me I could take the rest of the day off from my classes, and she started applying ointment to
Read moreBy Ashurbanipal. First – Ron and Jenna Uber’s politics talk was still in my head when I hit their buzzer. Three times. I missed the button the first time because my hand was unsteady. I was still in the clothes I had gone out in: dark jeans, Chelsea boots, T-shirt, leather jacket. My brown hair was a mess. I knew I looked bad. It was around midnight. The hallway smelled like leftover Thai food and carpet cleaner. The door opened.
Read moreAn SPH Experience by TallBashful. Back in my university days, I lived in this off-campus apartment complex with a killer pool that became my summer hotspot. It was the kind of place where the water sparkled under the relentless sun, and I’d crank up the grill for barbecues while blasting playlists from my laptop. My girlfriend at the time, Lana, was this bubbly 20-year-old with sun-kissed skin, a killer bikini body, and a laugh that could light up the deck.
Read moreBy Huskers111. Jeff and Stephanie are a middle-aged married couple. They have always had a pretty vanilla sex life, and neither one of them had ever suggested doing anything out of the ordinary when it comes to sex. Jeff had secretly been watching porn online, and let’s just say that he had developed some non-traditional sexual desires. So one day, after coming home from the gym, Jeff decided to tell his wife that he would like her to degrade him.
Read moreBy Danny Piccolo. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… We drove for a few blocks from the coffee shop, made some right and left turns, and finally eased into the driveway of a small Victorian house. The place looked deserted; the dark and rain made it seem even more dreary. “Where are we at?” I asked. “This is my humble place, been working on it for a while, not much yet, but I have some
Read moreAn SPH Experience by elven_ears. I was 35, on this dream vacation in Gran Canaria with my partner Anna, who was 31 and always up for adventure. We’d been together a few years, and she knew about my insecurities—my dick was small, barely an inch soft, maybe four inches hard on a good day. It wasn’t something we dwelled on, but moments like this trip always had me on edge, especially in public spots where exposure could happen. We’d signed
Read moreBy Degrbi. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here Read Part 5 Here ***** Part 6… Lisa had stopped being surprised by anything that might happen to me, and I was both alarmed and grateful for that. Any romantic inclination she had once held for me had long since evaporated. I was simply this bald fag living under the same roof, and thankfully, in her words, with separate living arrangements. Liam
Read moreBy Danny Piccolo. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… Our next session went at the same pace as the first. All business, firm, precise directions, and an abundance of formality. But that is not my style. I need to interact with people, speak with them, and engage in meaningful conversation. Oh, who am I kidding? I have an inner need to make people laugh. That can be accomplished either at their own or, most often, my own expense. I
Read moreAn SPH Experience by No_Phrase_3292. A few years back, I was the lone guy in this tight-knit trio of friends—me, Charlotte, and Chloe. We’d met through some mutual college classes, and somehow, the dynamic just clicked. Charlotte was the bold one, with her sharp wit and endless energy, always pushing boundaries with her jokes. Chloe was quieter but sneaky playful, the type who’d drop a bombshell comment out of nowhere and watch the chaos unfold. We hung out all the
Read moreBy Danny Piccolo. Approaching my car in the nearly empty lot, I felt my back pocket for my phone and realized it was not there. “Ugh..!” I had just finished a long workout and was running a bit later than usual. Still, the last-minute calls at work, the desire to push an extra set on that new chest press machine, and my exiting conversation with Linda at the front desk had pushed me into the twilight of the day. I
Read moreBy RabbleLaid. “Fuck,” said Naomi softly, staring down at the phone I had just passed into her hands. Maybe it wasn’t fair to ambush her with this right after she got home from work, but, considering what my friend had sent me, I actually thought I had shown admirable restraint by not calling her at work and hashing it out right then and there. She set the phone down immediately and rubbed the heels of her hands into her eyes.
Read moreBy Our Readers. Our readers share their moments of small dick zen. This reader felt intimidated in school showers… This was the first time I really understood that I was small, and it hit me like a punch to the gut during what should have been just another practice. I’d just moved across town for my junior year, uprooting from a tiny private school where everything felt safe and contained. Back there, swimming was my escape—long laps in the
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Fun-Expression421. My last long-term relationship had wrapped up after three solid years, leaving me at 28 with a body count that barely cracked three—not exactly the Playboy stats for someone my age. I’d always chalked it up to being the committed type, but deep down, I knew my self-consciousness about my dick played a part. Flaccid, it was pathetically small, like a little worm hiding in my pubes, maybe an inch or less on a cold
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Human_Drummer4378. We’d just hauled the last box into our cramped studio apartment in the heart of the city, the kind of place where the skyline glittered through the window like a promise of reinvention. Moving from our sleepy mid-sized town hundreds of miles away felt like shedding an old skin—Lucy and I, dead serious after only eight months together, betting it all on this fresh start. She was 24 then, a knockout at 5’5 and 120
Read moreBy Danny. I love any CFNM fantasy, especially if it includes the bonus of SPH. I once heard a story from a female friend that sounded like my perfect story. This was at a party I went to, perhaps more of a chilled gathering, and I knew this girl quite well, Lauren was her name, and she was telling a few of us. As she told more and more of the story, I found myself getting very horny. She was
Read moreBy Degrbi. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here ***** Part 5… Needless to say, Lisa was not at all pleased by what I’d done. Without any recourse, I explained the entire thing, even disclosing that I’d joined the Little Morleys, and what subsequently happened there. “You really are such a fool, Andy, or should I start calling you M.P.?” Lisa scolded the following morning. “I don’t know whether we can
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