A 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 moreAn SPH Experience by Barry Johnson. Things progress more than I ever thought. Looking back to when I married my wife, Lela, I could never have thought she would become the woman she is today. Lela and I married young; she was nineteen, and I was twenty-two. Both of us were virgins when we met four years earlier. She was absolutely my dream girl, no kidding: five foot three and one hundred pounds, straight, bleach-blonde hair and blue eyes. The
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by IronEagle33. Part 1 Commander Scott Mitchell had achieved what most men only dreamed of. Three missions to the ISS—a scheduled spot on the upcoming Artemis moon landing. At forty-two, he was NASA’s golden boy—square-jawed, physically fit, and universally respected by his peers. None of them knew about the three inches that had ruled his life since high school. — The hookup had been Dr. Kimberly Ashford’s idea. She was the new flight surgeon at Johnson
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:
Read moreA Fictional Story by HappyCamper2025. The fire crackled as dusk settled over the lake, casting long shadows across the scattered tents. Connor nursed his beer, trying to ignore the nervous tightness in his chest. Three couples on this annual camping trip, and somehow he’d ended up the odd one out—single for the first time in five years. “You’re quiet tonight, Con.” Jessica leaned forward from her camp chair, her boyfriend Tyler’s arm draped around her shoulders. Her eyes held that
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Camwhore1. Nathan had agreed to this. That was the thing he kept reminding himself as the blindfold slipped over his eyes and the zip-ties cinched tight around his wrists. He’d signed the contract. He’d paid the fee. He’d said the safe word they’d agreed on—”redlight”—and then immediately taken it back because he didn’t want to use it. He wanted this. “Got you, you little-dicked loser.” The voice was Cole’s—six-foot-four of pure gym-built muscle, a man
Read moreA Fictional Gay SPH Story by AllDaySucker-2222. Wesley pulled into the gravel lot behind the abandoned warehouse, his heart already pounding in his chest. The neon sign flickered above the side entrance—a crude arrow pointing down the stairs. Adult Video Booths. Gloryholes Open. He checked his watch, just after midnight. Perfect timing. His tiny cock—barely two inches hard—strained against his underwear as he climbed out of his car. Three other vehicles sat parked in the shadows. Wesley’s mouth watered. He
Read moreA Fictional SPH/Cuckold Story by SubHub1985. Nathan stood at the bedroom window, peeking through the gap in the curtains at the house next door. The fraternity had moved in three months ago, and ever since, his wife Jessica had been making comments about the constant parade of shirtless college guys lounging on the lawn, lifting weights on the porch, and partying on the weekends. “They’re so young,” she’d said last week, eyeing a tall blonde doing pull-ups on their porch
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by TheFuzz256. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as he sat at the metal table, wrists cuffed in front of him. The room was cold—intentionally so, he suspected. His heart hammered against his ribs. The door swung open, and two officers walked in. The first was tall, with broad hips and heavy breasts straining against her navy uniform shirt. Her partner was shorter but just as stacked, her button threatening to pop between her cleavage. “Detective Reeves,”
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Sissyboi44. The locker room smelled of coconut sunscreen and salt air. Marcus—no, wait, I need a different name—Kevin stood in front of the mirror, heart hammering against his ribs as he tugged the tiny scrap of pink fabric up his thighs. The bikini bottoms were ridiculous. Deliberately so. White polka dots scattered across candy-pink spandex, with ruffles along the hip seams and a little bow right at the front waistband. They’d been marketed as “junior’s
Read moreA Fictional Cuckold SPH Story by bustycuckcouple. Read Part 1 Here — PART 2… Outside on the front porch, submissive cuckold husband Kyle continued to hand out Halloween candy, unaware of exactly what his buxom switch wife Katie was enduring upstairs in their home… or specifically why. Upstairs in their marriage bedroom, Katie still knelt on the floor. Hunched over from a bout of frustration, her thick booty pressed against the 4-inch heels, she attempted to recover from her exertions.
Read moreA Gay Fictional SPH Story by TeeneeCat22. Kyle had been doing this for months now. His heart pounded as he hit “send” on another message to a stunning guy he’d matched with on Grindr. His profile was perfect—faceless torso shots showing his lean, toned body, and then those photos. The ones he’d downloaded from Reddit, cropped and filtered to look authentic. An absolutely massive cock, thick and veiny, at least eight inches hard. His actual dick? Maybe three inches on
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by FedExPP99. Travis had been delivering to Vanessa’s house for six months now, and every single time, she found some way to remind him why he’d never be a real man. It started small—little comments. The first time, she’d opened the door in a silk robe, damp from the shower, and caught him staring at the swell of her breasts. She’d smirked, taken the box, and said, “Enjoying the view? Too bad you don’t have the
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Camwhore1. The doorbell rang at exactly eight o’clock, and my hands trembled as I knelt beside the couch, right where Hana had told me to wait. My wife of six years had spent the last hour getting ready. I’d watched her paint her lips red, brush her black hair until it gleamed, and slide into black lace she’d never once worn for me. She looked stunning. She also hadn’t let me touch her in three
Read moreA Fictional Cuckold SPH Story by bustycuckcouple. Kyle and Katie were a married couple in their early thirties. They were a great match, even in their kinks. But maybe a little too great a match. They both leaned heavily on the submissive end of the kink spectrum. Kyle was a sweetheart, a softie who simply adored all things Katie. Especially the fact that Katie tended to lose herself a bit by getting absorbed in her kinks. Plus, he had lots
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by Icy_Permission491. I’d been circling the kink for years without ever landing on it. SPH—small penis humiliation. I knew the shape of it from forums and captioned porn, the specific electric jolt that hit me when a woman on screen laughed at some poor guy’s dick. I knew what mine measured. I knew what average measured. The gap between those two numbers was the gap I’d been staring into since I was a teenager, terrified and
Read moreA Fictional SPH Story by PartyHardy11. Let me tell you about the fourth gig, because the fourth gig is the one I replay in my head at night, the one that ruined me for normal life. Quick facts first, because the facts matter. I’m twenty-eight. I have a job, a car, a perfectly forgettable face. And I have a dick that is 3.9 inches erect, measured honestly, bone-pressed, on a good day, by a man who has measured it probably
Read moreA Gay Fictional SPH Story by UrinalBoy19. I’m nineteen, and I have a confession about the night I missed four full innings of a playoff game because a dozen strangers spent an hour playing with my dick. Some background, so you understand what I was walking into that night: I’m a small guy all over. Five-foot-six, a hundred and thirty pounds soaking wet, and the family trait that haunts me most is between my legs. Soft, I’m about an inch
Read moreAn SPH Experience by Bill. The story is true! To the best of my ability, I will try to recount it from the beginning. My name is Bill, and my wife is Renee. She and I are both 60 at the time of this writing. She and I were each married before to different people. She got divorced in her 30s. I got mine around the same time. She got the house in her divorce, and my ex and I
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
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