A Fictional Story by Gooner25. The morning after Kayla asked me point-blank if I was a virgin, I couldn’t look either of them in the eye. I busied myself with cereal, crunching loud enough to drown out the memory of her words. But my dick twitched under the counter every time I replayed it—the casual way she’d said it, like she already knew the answer. Like she’d already seen enough. Will clapped me on the shoulder again as he passed
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Part One: Discovery It started, like most bad decisions do, with boredom and a browser tab that should’ve been closed. Tom had been scrolling aimlessly on a Tuesday night while his wife Shannon was at her book club. His thumb swiped through Twitter, past memes and sports highlights, until a retweet caught his eye. A woman in lingerie, posed against a bedroom door, captioned: “New rating video dropping Friday. DM me your pics, boys. I’ll
Read moreA Fictional Story by subliminalmassage. Marcus grabbed a handful of my long auburn hair, pulling me down onto his dick as he fucked me deep. My tits rattled in rhythm to his thrusts, almost hitting me in the face as I looked down at Tiny’s locked, poor neglected dicklet. Daddy was taking me from behind, as my cuck obediently treated my clit like butterscotch. I was hurtling towards the edge again. Marcus’s abs rippled in the mirror, his smooth brown
Read moreA Fictional Story by smallc_kk. The steak sizzled on the grill, sending plumes of smoke drifting across the backyard. I took a long pull from my beer and flipped the meat, watching the fat render and crisp in the flames. The afternoon had been perfect—swimming in the pool, drinking in the sun, surrounded by friends and acquaintances. Now the sky was bruising purple and orange as evening settled in, and someone had strung up fairy lights that cast everything in
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Part One: The Discovery Tom stood in the hallway of his own home, frozen. The bedroom door was cracked open—just enough to see through. He’d come home early from work, a Friday surprise for Lisa, his wife of fifteen years. The surprise was on him. What he saw made his stomach drop and his face burn with a shame so deep it felt like his skin was on fire. Lisa was on her knees on
Read moreA Fictional Story by juncobu. Once upon a time, there was a Jock. He was tall and handsome, with dreamy eyes and a short-cropped beard that accentuated his strong jaw. At nearly thirty years old, he still spent long hours at the gym to keep the hard, muscular body he’d developed as a college athlete. But the Jock had a dark secret: he had a very, very small penis. Below his tight abs, between his bulging quads, right where a
Read moreA Fictional Story by MinimusPuck. Friday… With his wife out of town on business for the weekend, it was the perfect opportunity, and Andrew knew it. He hadn’t done it often, only a handful of times, but even though he couldn’t, the thought of it was almost always on his mind. But he knew it was simply too great a risk ever to take so wantonly. Wearing panties always felt like committing a crime, and the scene had to be
Read moreAn SPH Experience by LittleJohn. Hi, my name is John. I am 18 years old and fell in with a bad crowd. I like to gamble and always seemed to lose. I had borrowed money from some of the guys, and they wanted it back. I had two ways out: take a beating from them or help them steal radios from cars. As they were bigger than me, I chose the radios. They told me it would be Friday night.
Read moreA Fictional Story by charmer949. HOW IT BEGAN “We need to talk. We can’t keep fucking like this. I have a very small vagina, and your dick is shredding me inside. It hurts.” “Well, it’s not like I’m big; I’m only five inches hard.” “Why do guys always know their dick size?” “We measure it; it’s a lifelong competition.” “If you want to compete for me, you’re gonna have to make your dick smaller.” “How about I just enter the
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Chapter One: The Arrival Tom stood at the front door, shifting his weight from foot to foot as he watched the old pickup truck pull into the driveway. His wife Claire stood beside him, her auburn hair pulled back in a casual ponytail, wearing a sundress that hugged her curves in all the right places. She’d been skeptical when Tom mentioned his uncle was coming to stay for a couple of weeks. “He’s family,” Tom
Read moreA Fictional Story by EgonOlsen1925. I was twenty-two, and I was still a virgin. That fact sat on me like a stone. It sat on me in the way that facts about your body sit on you—heavy, immovable, the kind of thing you carry around and try not to think about but that presses into you at every quiet moment. In the shower. In bed at night. In the locker room. On dates, especially on dates, when the conversation is
Read moreA Fictional Story by joifiend11. Diane, whatever ethical objection you’re trying to lodge isn’t landing. I mean, I see what you’re getting at. Yes, I know Prometheus is actively seeding and creating conflict between the players. It’s a competition; that’s the nature of it. And I don’t think that’s inherently unethical. Do you complain that the rules of American football allow players to deck one another? That the slowest sprinters in the Olympics don’t get medals? That the rules of
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Six months. That’s how long it’s been since I stumbled into this hole, and I can feel it getting deeper every single week. I’m twenty-seven years old, I’ve never been inside a woman, and after what the doctor did to me when I was a baby, I never will be. Not in any way that counts. The circumcision was botched. That’s the clinical term the urologist used when I finally worked up the nerve to
Read moreA Fictional Story by Camwhore1. Her name was Tasha, and she knew everything. Not everything in a vague, close-friend way. Everything. She knew about the chastity cage. She knew about the Venus Berlin trip. She knew about the camgirl sessions where I paid women to laugh at my dick on screen. She knew about the locker room incident, the stag party, the nude beaches. She had a folder on her phone labeled “Beta Boy Evidence” that she’d started as a
Read moreA Fictional Story by Max Swan. The fluorescent buzz of the hallway light was the only witness to Old Joe’s ritual. It was past midnight, and the apartment building had gone quiet. Joe stood outside his door in nothing but a threadbare undershirt, his pale, hairy belly hanging over the waistband of his boxers—which he’d tugged down just enough. His tiny dicklette sat there like a shy button, barely a nub, soft and pink, nestled in a patch of greying
Read moreA Fictional Story by trinosborne. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… The next morning began like so many others: the same obnoxious, chirping alarm blared from Griffin’s phone, causing him to jump from his sleep. He rolled over to his nightstand and switched off the alarm, running his hands over his face. October 21 glowed on the phone’s screen. He’d had that date in the back of his mind for weeks. It almost felt unreal to see it displayed
Read moreA Fictional Story by NYdommymommylover. I had been dating Colleen for about three months, and as far as I knew, everything was fine. I’m pretty small—just over four inches hard, and barely anything soft. I’ve known this my whole life. Measured it a hundred times hoping for a different result, tried every angle, every ruler position, pressed into the bone like I could will an extra inch into existence. Four inches. Maybe four and a quarter on a good day,
Read moreA Fictional Story by bothways123. What led to last night started years ago. We’d been happily married for 20+ years. We were a mirror of the old cliché – sex was good at the start; kids and life changed that. I was bored, looking for new adventures; she was reluctant. I finally convinced her to try chastity and FemDom. It was a slow start until one particular night. I guess your husband licking his cum from your pussy until you
Read moreA Gay SPH Fictional Story by Tarastian. I want to be clear about something upfront: before Dylan moved in, I was normal. Not in every way—I had my kinks, like anyone—but in the ways that mattered. I was a guy with a decent sex life, a healthy sense of confidence, and no particular obsession with the size of my own cock. I’d had girlfriends who seemed satisfied. I’d had one-night stands who came back for seconds. I wasn’t Casanova, but
Read moreA Fictional Story by WashingtonFan. In the basement fellowship hall of Grace Community Church, twenty college-aged women sat in a semicircle of folding chairs, their conversations dropping to whispers as the door opened. Mia stood at the front. At twenty-six, she was the leader of the ladies’ fellowship, a role she took seriously with the confidence of a woman whose perfect body had already secured the kind of marriage these younger girls could only dream of. Her husband David was
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