By fearlessemu98. So I’m writing a story to try and heal from my humiliation. This happened during my freshman year of university, when I was still very much in the closet, or so I thought. I’ll confess, for reasons that are best left to a psychiatrist, I still wore tighty whities in gym. I’d be lying if I didn’t say I enjoyed the attention. And when push came to shove, the humiliation of it. For some reason, it
Read moreBy Max Swan. The cool morning breeze hit my cheeks as I sprinted through the desolate streets of my town, which would’ve been packed with people and vehicles if I’d been there at noon instead of dawn. My heart was racing with the effort, and sweat was glistening on my face like jewels. My muscles were straining, but I kept pushing on. That was when I rounded a curb and ran straight into someone racing toward me from
Read moreBy inthidiouth-jorge. My penis is on the smaller side, on a good day, I’m 3.5” (Gold Member) and not very girthy, but with what I thought was a decent swollen tip. I was hanging out one night with a high school friend who had recently transitioned, let’s call her Lila, and she was known in high school for being very well-endowed. According to rumors from various girlfriends, she had an eight-inch package down there. The rumors were very
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. Cooper sat hunched on the green velvet couch, the soft cushions swallowing his frame as he stared down at the printed invoice in his lap. His thumb traced the edge of the paper. He’d read it three times now, hoping the number would shrink with each pass. It didn’t. Across the room, Dr. Shawn Williams sat in his leather chair, legs crossed, the curve of his thick forearms resting calmly on one knee. His shirt–a crisp
Read moreBy Forthefunofit. Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here Read Part 3 Here Read Part 4 Here Read Part 5 Here ***** Part 6… “I’m pretty sure Randy knows about the three wishes rule.” “How is that possible after only Saturday and Monday?” “It was actually Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday.” “Four days in a row. I thought the limit was two?” I asked, dumbfounded by this new information. “I can only say no after they get
Read moreBy RSchwuler. Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… That next morning, I woke up in the embrace of this giant. Before I opened my eyes, I felt his heavy limbs over mine, his steady warm snoring on my neck, his big belly pushing into me, and the tickle of his copious chest hair and pubic bush scraping against my back and ass. I had never slept next to someone so big before, and while I had shared
Read moreBy RSchwuler. There was no love lost between me and Roger Duffman. In college, we had loathed each other, running in the same circles but rubbing each other the wrong way. We belonged to rival frats, and while I was a co-captain of our soccer team, he had been a star of the rugby union and played club hockey. Unfortunately, he remained a fixture on the periphery of my post-collegiate group of friends, several of whom played in
Read moreBy littlenick. Read The Exhibitionist 1: The Shower Block Here ***** The Exhibitionist 2: The Nature Trail… In the days following my experience at the shower block, I kept replaying the events in my mind. The memories brought up a mix of emotions, including humiliation, nervousness (that the pictures might surface somewhere), but most of all excitement. I couldn’t believe how excited the whole ordeal had made me and how aroused I became thinking back on everything. I
Read moreBy RSchwuler. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. ***** Part 3… For the next week, I refrained from jacking off and stayed away from Wolcott’s window. I put myself through some intense workouts at the gym, training with a particularly athletic friend of mine. He even had me spar in boxing gloves with him. I felt keyed up and strong. I was sweating testosterone. I was just as horny as I’d been the past few days,
Read moreBy RSchwuler. Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… I left the window, where just inside Hugh Wolcott, the hateful old boogeyman of our neighborhood, continued to wobble his hips around and stew his cock in the guts of the former star quarterback Bruce Mitchell. The sight of the massive jock letting himself get roughly butt-fucked by the short old bastard had been outrageous to me, hideous, but mesmerizing. The wretched spectacle of it had inflamed me with
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