By Redolph. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… After being exposed for my shortcomings to my girlfriend’s bratty college daughter, my girlfriend, Lisa, had a new plan in store for me. She had initially told her daughter, Daisi, that she was in the room and recording video because we were going to record our sex. Well, that became quite different, as it became about exposing my little hairless package to her daughter’s ridicule at my expense and the pleasure
Read moreBy Redolph. My office had a party where they reserved a private pool. There was alcohol and lots of horseplay. Trace was a coworker and maybe ten years older than me. I’m a young college student. She wasn’t the girl of my dreams, but she was still attractive and fun to be around. So, with the alcohol and the pool, there was a lot of horseplay and stuff, and we were both enjoying the party. The party ended, and everyone
Read moreBy Redolph. Sonya started work in our mostly male shop. She had a ‘hard’ look, almost mannish, and never seemed to put much effort into her appearance. Frankly, at times she could look rough. She smoked Marlboros and had a ‘don’t fuck with me’ persona. So, nobody felt sorry for her or thought, ‘poor girl, she must have had a hard life!’ So, being a bunch of horny immature guys, any girl who entered our arena was immediately judged as
Read moreBy Redolph. I had been living with my girlfriend Lisa for some time, and all was going well until her college daughter Daisi returned for the summer. Daisi was beautiful but a spoiled brat. Everything she did screamed entitlement and “princess.” Eventually, I dreaded coming home if she was there. It was getting to the point where I was ready to move out. It would end our relationship, but I couldn’t take Daisi showing up anymore. But my girlfriend Lisa
Read moreBy Max Swan. My name is Kevin, and I’ve been playing Santa at a local Mall for a few years now. There’s about four of us that do it, and I have to admit I really enjoy it. Not only does it pay well, but I like kids, and seeing their little faces light up when they think they’re meeting the real Santa. I also get a kick out of promising the kid I’ll give them everything they ask for,
Read moreBy Babydicklover. Since I was younger, I didn’t want to follow in my father’s footsteps as a construction worker. As someone who graduated as the valedictorian in high school, I received a full-ride to Stanford University to pursue a degree in Forensics. Once I arrived at university, I became more out of place as someone who was now “ordinary.” I was the hottest and brightest guy in high school with a promising future. I was even voted the most likely
Read moreBy Jake. Part 1… “Shit!” I said slightly too loud. My wife replied from the other room, “What’s wrong, babe?” “I’m out of clean underwear…” “Let me guess. You didn’t put it in the basket?” “I didn’t. I’m sorry.” “I take care of all the laundry, and all I ask is for you to put it in the hamper.” “I know. I’ll go commando today, I guess.” By midday, my commando decision was haunting me. Given my size (or lack
Read moreBy Max Swan. Ben Rendell’s strange urges filled him with dread and delight. He’s a bright Caucasian guy many called a weirdo during high school. Back then, his peers would snicker or shout sneering jibes at Ben. The main reason he was bully bait was that his height grew only to five feet, he weighed only seventy pounds, and so was scrawny and thin, and due to a genetic condition called XXY Syndrome had a tiny micropenis. He had short
Read moreBy Babydicklover. My wife, Kathy, and I celebrate Thanksgiving at her family’s place yearly. Usually, I have the best time and get along with them swimmingly as they welcome me with open arms. I don’t know how her mother does it, but she cooks the tastiest food I’ve ever eaten. I look forward to this holiday every year. Kathy grew up with three brothers in a nudist colony, which is why she is so comfortable being naked around me. It’s
Read moreBy Babydicklover. Part 1… I always knew I would attend medical school because I was born into wealth and privilege. When I got into Harvard Medical School, I wasn’t surprised. Most people would describe attending medical school as challenging and demanding, but not for me. My peers tirelessly struggle to get by, but I can’t empathize with their experiences since I am an overachiever. Not everyone has it in them to trailblaze as an example toward success. The sooner my
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