By Max Swan. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy inthidiouth-jorge. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy Forthefunofit. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy littlenick. [google-translator] 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.
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] 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
Read moreBy RSchwuler. [google-translator] To say that Bruce Mitchell had been my childhood hero would not have been an overstatement. He was eight years older than me, and we grew up just a few houses down from each other on the same street. All of us neighborhood kids looked up to him. He had been the star quarterback of our high school’s football team and had gone on to play successfully in the Big Ten. He was lantern-jawed and
Read moreBy Forthefunofit. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here Read Part 2 Here ***** Part 3… On the way to the car, we had to stop to tell Butch’s friends that he would be riding home with us. “Hey guys. You remember Needle dick from high school?” Butch said as we approached. There were three of them. All three of them had tormented me along with Butch back in high school. Tim Matthis, who had thrown me out of the
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] The classroom was empty when Thomas stepped inside. He lingered by the doorway for a moment, his eyes scanning the space. Rows of black-topped lab stations filled the room, each one marked with gas valves and rusted faucets, worn by years of student use. Though the hardware was modern–digital thermometers, microscope docks, updated safety gear–the old bones of the building were still there in the arched windows, high plaster ceilings, and crown molding that curled
Read moreBy Forthefunofit. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here ***** Part 2… I lied to Emily on our drive home, telling her I must have accidentally taken a Viagra Saturday morning, which was the reason I had gotten hard. She was dubious but ultimately believed me, apologizing for making such a stupid bet with Butch. I accepted her apology, and we decided to move on with our lives and just ignore everything that happened. I was happy with this solution,
Read moreBy LucyBottoms. [google-translator] The year is 2034, and the BNWO is in effect. African Penis Wrestling is a popular exhibition sport that whitebois are allowed to participate in with their darker, stronger betters. Big Dick’s Gym on Martin Luther & Grand was a real gym, not a fancy treadmill-and-bicycle spa. It smelled of Lysol and balls, hairy, sweaty, balls. And dongs, combat dongs, ’cause it was a training mecca for African Penis Wrestling. I love African Penis Wrestling,
Read moreBy Freedfor. [google-translator] We enter the airplane and move towards the back, slowly finding our seats. My boyfriend Jax booked these seats, tucked away in the back corner. We’re on our way to the Cayman Islands for our first vacation together. Our relationship is still fairly new; having spent the last six months together has been incredible. He makes me feel free to be my true self. We get ourselves situated, and when I sit down, I immediately
Read moreBy Davdar192. [google-translator] I’m Darren, 31, Gay and single at the moment. I am 6’3″ and slim, slightly muscular, some would say I have a swimmer’s body. I work in a large company and manage a team of salesmen; they’re all very confident and cocky, so I have to lead them with a firm hand. I’m not there to make friends, so it doesn’t bother me that they dislike me. Scott and Jim are both extremely confident, all
Read moreBy Richard_Gilliam. [google-translator] I’m screwed. I was so fucking cocky I made a bet thinking there was no way I would lose. And what happened, I lost. Now my male colleagues and I are going to have to pay up. My name is Richard (Rich) Gilliam, and I’ve been the best salesperson in our region for several years. I’ve had a long history of winning. I am a winner. Or should I say, I was a winner. I graduated at
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] Sam was frustrated as he left his doctor’s office. He had been humiliated. What was supposed to be a regular physical for his job turned into one of the most embarrassing moments of his life. The doctor had asked his permission if two interns could join his for the exam. Sam was already uncomfortable exposing himself before a stranger even if they were a doctor but before two younger interns was even worse. But the lanky white
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] “Nice shirt! Got a hot date?” Suki teased, flashing a mischievous smile. “No, just grabbing a drink with Kim,” I said, trying to sound casual. “So it is a date,” Suki chimed in with a grin. I just rolled my eyes, smiling awkwardly. Kim had been my best friend since we were kids, and it wasn’t exactly a secret that I had feelings for her. I knew she felt the same, but we’d both agreed to wait
Read moreBy Whiteboiwife. [google-translator] The clink of silverware and low hum of conversation filled the hotel restaurant, a polished space tucked just off the main lobby with gleaming dark wood, soft lighting, and crisp white linens. Ryan sat at a table near the window, picking at a Caesar salad, his blazer folded over the back of the chair. The late afternoon sunlight cast a golden wash over the linen, and across from him, Scott leaned back slightly in his seat, looking
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