By SmutWriterAI. The girls’ gym echoed with the faint squeak of sneakers on the polished floor, even though classes had ended hours ago. Empty lockers lined the walls, and the air hung heavy with the scent of old sweat and rubber mats. I shouldn’t have been cutting through here, but it was a shortcut, and more importantly, I spotted Hannah near the bleachers. She was laughing at something, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders, that tight tank top
Read moreBy Pindickpro. Wade wakes up before his alarm. For a moment, he lies still, staring at the ceiling of his childhood room, listening to the familiar sounds of his house coming to life. Cups in the kitchen. Footsteps in the hallway. His father’s voice, already awake, already moving with purpose. Today. The word pressed against his chest like a weight. Today is the examination day. He sits up slowly, rubbing his face, trying to calm the tightness
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. John’s heart pounded as he navigated the bustling city streets, the rough fabric of his trench coat brushing against his bare skin underneath. At 35, he lived for these moments—the thrill of the hunt, eyes scanning the crowd for the next pretty face that would make his tiny cock twitch. The afternoon sun filtered through the skyscrapers, casting long shadows on the sidewalk packed with office workers and shoppers. He felt the familiar ache in his groin, his
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Tyson fidgeted with the edge of his napkin as he waited at the small corner table in the cozy Italian bistro. The soft hum of conversations and clinking glasses filled the air, but his stomach twisted with nerves. He’d agreed to this blind date on Donna and Mike’s insistence, mutual friends who’d sworn it would be a good match. At 22, Tyson wasn’t exactly swimming in dating options, especially not with his secret weighing on him like
Read moreBy zafar. [google-translator] Not so smart era. This happened to me over 20 years ago, before smartphones were invented, and Nokia ruled the phone market, and you didn’t need to charge your phone daily. I can’t remember the exact phone I had, but it might have been a Sony Ericsson (a quick online search suggests it was similar to the Sony Ericsson K750). It had a tiny screen and physical buttons. My wife at the time got the
Read moreBy LilDean. The cracked screen of my phone lit up with Debbie’s name—same as always, just ‘Debbie,’ no heart emoji, no pet name. I hadn’t changed it since the breakup. My thumb hovered over the notification as the AC unit rattled, as if it were coughing up a lung. Her message was simple: ‘Hey Stranger 😜 How are you?’ Like we hadn’t spent six months tangled in each other’s beds, her teeth marks still faint on my shoulder.
Read moreBy Little John. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2: The Ex… I was lying in bed, going over the events of the last few days, caught peeking, spanked, whipped, locked in a cage, made to suck cock and eat cum, when the door opened, James entered. “What’s up, man?” I say. He walks over to the bed, slaps me across the face. “Where’s my respect?” he shouts. “You call me Sir!” “Sorry, Sir. You just surprised
Read moreBy NetherRegions25. [google-translator] My name is Adam Carmichael, President and owner of a successful small import empire in central Florida. Outside, I seem to have it all. At 32, I used good looks and a charming personality to secure contracts and establish long-term client relationships. The easy part was realizing that my persuasive skills, assertive personality, and driven nature could be put to good use. Yes, I am a little cocky, as my stats scream star power: handsome
Read moreBy Jim Priest. [google-translator] My name is Jeremy Smith. I don’t have a profession because I refuse to be part of the bourgeois system, due to the oppression of the masses. This is my lifestyle choice. It is my right to be supported by the welfare state. Middle-aged, I like to think of myself as fit and good-looking, even if my dick is small at three and a half inches when hard. I like the sight of a
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] The afternoon sun beat down on the street, the air thick with the scent of fresh-cut grass and motor oil. Timmy, walking beside the Brown’s house, noticed their garage door was open, and he could see a pile of dirty clothes sitting near the laundry that they had in there. Now, Timmy had the hots for Mrs. Brown. She was a total MILF, her caramel black skin and big curvy body always turned him on.
Read moreBy LilDean. [google-translator] “That squeaky hinge,” Brooke groaned, tossing her towel onto a plastic chair. “Seriously, Matis? Oil that thing already.” She ran fingers through her buzzed green hair, grinning as the metal gate screeched again behind Kimmy. I tried focusing on the lemonade pitcher sweating onto the patio table. Really tried. But Brooke’s bare feet fascinated me—long toes with chipped turquoise polish, the high arches flexing against sun-warmed concrete as she stretched her lean frame. Her neon-green
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] The sun had been beating down on the pool at this Greek hotel resort all afternoon, turning the water into a shimmering invitation I couldn’t resist. I dove in stroke after stroke, feeling the cool relief against my skin, until the sky darkened like someone flipped a switch. Wind whipped up suddenly, carrying the first fat drops of rain that splattered across the surface. The lifeguard blew his whistle sharp and urgent, yelling for everyone
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Davey, with his muscular physique and confident stride, enters the gym changeroom, a place he knows will offer him both pleasure and pain. He strips down, revealing his well-defined abs and broad shoulders, but as he unfolds his towel, his tiny dick, a source of both shame and excitement, is exposed for all to see. He feigns embarrassment, his face reddening, but inside, he’s thrilled, anticipating the reactions of the men who frequent this space.
Read moreBy SmutWriterAI. [google-translator] Ethan, an overweight young man with a head full of dark brown hair, walked down the busy street, his eyes fixed on the ground, trying to avoid any unwanted attention. He was aware that his appearance, especially his tiny dick, had become a source of amusement for many. The viral videos of his public pantsing incidents had made him an unfortunate internet sensation, and now he lived in fear of being recognized and ridiculed. As
Read moreBy 4_Hard. [google-translator] I was young (barely 19) and still completely naive about my size when I had a rude awakening. It was sudden and very unexpected in the comfort of my own home. My older brother (24) had moved back home temporarily while in between places. He had a few friends over. Totally benign, I knew all my brother’s friends, and it was just a casual day on the weekend. At some point, we were all in
Read moreBy Independent-Sense130. [google-translator] This story happened a long time ago, I was 18 at the time, so some of the details may be a little fuzzy. Additionally, I apologise if this becomes too lengthy. I tend to ramble. To start, I have always had a small penis. It was something that made me feel a lot of shame when I was younger, and I think a lot of that shame stems from this experience. My last post here
Read moreBy TEEBENZAR. [google-translator] About 15 years ago, I experienced a quite unexpected CFNM situation that I will never forget. I was away at work in Spain for a week, which had me up early and finished by 1 pm, leaving the rest of the day to do as I pleased. It was near the coast and, as a keen nude beach user, I was able to find one about a 25-minute drive from my hotel. For the first
Read moreBy Frequent-Air-520. [google-translator] My name is Lisa (changed for privacy), and I am a 36-year-old Nurse Practitioner. The following is a confession about how I, in a grotesquely unprofessional and wholly unethical fashion, implemented a generationally mortifying SPH experience for a budding young man who was a patient of mine when I was a young woman. When I was 23 and still in my DNP program, I got licensed as an RN and began to split my time between classes
Read moreBy Full_Description_441. [google-translator] I have developed a kink in being humiliated for my size. I’m now twenty-two years old. For context, I’m 6’1″ (188 cm) and have a 3-inch hard dick (Gold Member) and 1-inch soft. After being humiliated in the past, I decided to get into some SPH. I searched a couple of local sites and found nothing good. I then came across this great site. It had ones with video chats. I scheduled an appointment and
Read moreBy indigokiss. [google-translator] This was my senior year of high school, and I had just turned 18. I was sitting in the class, bored to death. Little did I know my life would irreversibly change that very day. Our teacher was a stunning woman in her early 30s. She wore a loose black skirt that fell just above her knees, paired with nylon stockings, red high heels, and a white blouse with a deep V-neckline that hinted at
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