The original story by hotpastdawn. This conclusion was written by Camwhore1 Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. ***** Part 3: The Final Prescription… One month later, my office after dark. The vials are lined up on my desk like fragile little soldiers. Twelve of them. Each filled with Edward’s thin, watery ejaculate, carefully dated, logged with the obsessiveness of a boy who has never had any control over his own body. I flip through the notebook while he
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Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by PinkyDick_Tells. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… Wade drove in silence, the road disappearing into the dark beneath his tires. He had nowhere to go. One question kept circling in his mind: Why had this happened? He’d done everything right. He’d rescued the project, worked late, and spent years being the one everyone could count on. Yet Eric had tossed him aside as if none of it mattered—and then humiliated
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Cucked33. Tom’s hands shook as Amber zipped up her dress. She caught his eye in the mirror and smiled—not kind, but pleased. “Owen will be here in ten minutes. Remember what you agreed to.” Tom swallowed. “Yes. I want to watch you with a real man. I know my little dick can’t please you.” “Little?” Amber turned, walked to him, and palmed the front of his jeans. Her fingers found the soft, barely-there lump. She
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Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by PussyEater21. Trevor had lived next door to Delia for nearly three years, and in all that time, she’d barely registered his existence. A wave here, a nod there—the kind of polite acknowledgment reserved for furniture that happened to be outside when you checked the mail. He was thirty-two, perpetually single, and spent most evenings in his basement apartment, scrolling through forums where other men like him congregated to share their grievances about women. The bitterness
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Read moreA Fictional SPH story by Poolboy2000. The afternoon sun beat down on the concrete deck of the community pool, turning the air into a shimmering haze of chlorine and sunscreen. A lifeguard slouched in her elevated chair, bored eyes hidden behind mirrored sunglasses. Below, the water churned with the shrieks of kids and the lazy laps of retirees. It was a public place, a shared space, and that was precisely the point. Sitting on the edge of the deep end,
Read moreAn SPH Experience by No-Specialist-1. I was thirteen when I figured it out. Locker room showers after gym class, trying not to look but unable to stop myself. The other boys—some of them anyway—had something I didn’t. Dicks that swung when they walked. Ones that looked like they belonged on a man, not a child. I remember going home that day and measuring. Two inches hard. Maybe two and a half on a good day. I told myself I was
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Read moreA Fictional Story by Pinky_Tells. Read Part 1 Here. *** Part 2… The next morning, Wade stood outside his house wearing a loose robe and shorts. He was on the phone with a repairman. “I am telling you I did not break it myself. Why would I do that? A robber broke the door,” Wade shouted at the repairman. “Sir, if you have not broken it yourself and you were robbed, as you state, why have you not reported it?”
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by AirJorban99. Marcus Chen discovered the exploit entirely by accident. He worked in IT support for a large corporate office building downtown—fifteen floors of cubicles, conference rooms, and break areas filled with women in business casual attire. Women who walked past him daily without a second glance. Not that he blamed them. At thirty-four, Marcus was forgettable—average height, thinning brown hair, soft middle. But what made him truly invisible to women was hidden in his pants:
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Read moreAn SPH Fictional Story by Lippy33. I need to tell this the way it actually happened, because the version I’ve been jerking off to for the past three months has gotten smoother around the edges, and the truth deserves to be preserved in its original condition. The truth is that I was twenty-seven years old, two and a quarter inches hard, an innie when soft, and I had matched with a forty-one-year-old divorcée named Renee who had no idea what
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by CuckExtreme99. Nathan stood in front of the bathroom mirror, completely naked, waiting. His wife Brooke sat on the counter behind him, legs crossed, watching his reflection with a lazy, cruel smile. She was already dressed for the evening—a black lace bodysuit that made her tits look incredible, her dark hair pinned up the way her boyfriend liked. “Look at it,” Brooke said, nodding at his crotch. “Honestly, babe. I still can’t believe I married that.”
Read moreA Fictional Story by claireetemp. I should probably feel bad about this, but I don’t. His name was Chad. We’d matched on an app about two weeks before—cute photos, good job, funny messages. He worked in finance, had a nice smile, and didn’t send me an unsolicited dick pic, which already put him ahead of most guys on there. We texted back and forth, had decent chemistry, and eventually made plans to meet for drinks on a Friday night. Chad
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by CuckedHubby222. Trent showed up on a Tuesday with a duffel bag over one shoulder, a grin that belonged on a magazine cover, and two weeks of “business” that somehow never seemed to include any actual work. “Cousin!” he boomed, pulling Colin into a one-armed hug hard enough to crack a rib. Then he turned to Vivian, and his eyes did a slow, shameless walk down her body—the dip of her sundress, the long legs she’d
Read moreA Fictional Story by Sass4bass. I am a 24-year-old guy, fresh out of college, and I have just moved to a new city for my first real office job. I have always been the quiet type, with an average height, a slim build, and a kind of personality that fades into the background. I never had a girlfriend and was still a virgin. When I decided to move here, it finally felt like a chance to start over, but I
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