By 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 JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Harry adjusted the cuff of his shirt, squinting into the golden light spilling through the high windows of the St. Avalon Hotel. Down below, the bustling New York throngs were getting ready for Christmas. Everything in the suite glowed–brass handles, thick cream curtains, even the ridiculously polished marble floor in the bathroom. A classic late 50s look. He had his shirt on and his boxers halfway up when… “Morning, housekeeping!” He turned just as the
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Chapter 1: Small Gains… Sam’s muscles ache, but he’s buzzing–partly from the workout, partly from Jo’s encouraging smiles (not to mention her flowing blonde hair and bouncy ass, which looks amazing in her leggings). She wipes her forehead with the back of her hand and grins at him. “You killed it today. Seriously, your form’s improving.” Sam, avoiding eye contact, starts rubbing his neck. “Uh, thanks. Yeah. I–I guess the squats are less… murderous now.”
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 JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Chapter 1: Smaller Than My Pinkie… Jake had a routine. After every soccer practice, he’d linger–untying his laces slower than necessary, rehydrating like he was prepping for a desert trek, checking his phone like it held state secrets. Anything to buy time. Anything to be the last one in the locker room. Because Jake hated showering with the team. It wasn’t the water pressure (terrible) or the smell of cheap body wash (overpowering). It was
Read moreBy HurricaneThommy. [google-translator] It was well past midnight in the share house. The post-party mess lay strewn across the living room: half-eaten pizza, empty goon sacks, forgotten flip-cups. Most of the guests had stumbled home or passed out, but six remained- five housemates and Sydney. The boys: Josh, Marcus, Leo, Will, and Timmy — all close friends from uni, half-drunk and flopped across couches, beanbags, and the sticky floor. Sydney, perched elegantly on the edge of the coffee
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 gonedick. [google-translator] My wife Sarah and I moved to Phoenix in June. Nothing could prepare us for just how hot it gets every day. To make things worse, we bought a house without a pool. Looking at maps online, it looks like ours is the only house on the street without a pool. Sarah and I are in our thirties with no kids. My name is Will, by the way. We moved here for her job when
Read moreBy Better_Potential7990. [google-translator] Kenji never thought that inviting his wife’s old college friend to stay with them would change his life and his marriage forever. Derek was just visiting Japan for a few weeks. Suki had always spoken of him fondly, saying he used to help her with late-night studying, how they used to tease each other. Kenji, always trusting, never imagined there was anything beyond that. But when Derek walked through the door, Kenji felt something shift.
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 Runtz3. Read Part 1 Here. Read Part 2 Here. Read Part 3 Here. ***** Part 4… “Heading out!” Hope’s voice rang throughout the bedroom, echoing off the walls, but her excitement and energy were not reciprocated. Charity and I slept for a couple more hours, then lay in bed talking. The girls should be back around three o’clock, so Charity’s friend was going to come over at 2:00 to give us plenty of time to get ready.
Read moreBy Our Readers [google-translator] Our readers share their moments of small dick zen. This reader had a close encounter… I had to get a testicle Ultrasound last week, and the tech was HOT! This was the first time I had this done, and the technician provided me with the instructions. I was to pull my pants down to my ankles, place a sheet waist down, and there was a hand towel to cover my dick. I did as instructed,
Read moreBy oggbert77. [google-translator] Read Part 1: The Ruler. ***** Part 2: The Shave… After “The Ruler” incident, Mallie and I’s relationship changed quite a bit. We already had a weirdly platonic yet intimate relationship for a straight girl and guy. Still, ever since that embarrassing confrontation, she started to treat me more and more like one of her girlfriends. She would gossip even more about her and her friends’ drama, love lives, and even stuff like clothes and
Read moreBy JamieDuskbane1. [google-translator] Daniel adjusted his glasses, gripping the pool skimmer as if it were a lifeline. Mrs. Carter–Lena, she’d insisted–was one of his mother’s closest friends. Still, since her divorce, she’d become something else entirely: a woman who wore silence like a second skin, who left half-empty wine glasses on the patio table at noon. The job was simple: skim leaves, check the pH levels, vacuum the bottom. Three times a week. Easy money. Yet every time
Read moreBy Vivian. [google-translator] I first met Big Ed, as he liked to call himself, a couple of years ago. He was visiting my local pub with a darts team, and I was in the pub at the time, drinking with my girlfriend Pip. The pub was really busy for a Tuesday night, and we ended up watching the match between my pub team and Big Ed’s team. I noticed as soon as Big Ed got up off his
Read moreBy JustBrowsingThx. [google-translator] Read Part 1 Here. ***** Part 2… Mandy’s slender body rises from the water as Marcus and Jon reach the edge of the river. Her eyes are excitedly flickering between the huge black men, but linger on their thick, slowly growing cocks. Mandy smiles at their involuntary reactions to her tight body. “You two seem kind of excited…” she giggles. “Are you going to join us, or are you worried about the cold water shrinking
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 Splover4life. [google-translator] I met JD at university. We were both freshers at the same time, lived a few houses from each other on campus in halls of residence, and met through us both playing in the same sport, but on men’s and women’s teams. After a few nights out and bumping into each other, I really liked him. He wasn’t like the typical guys in the team and was very gentlemanly, making sure I got home every
Read moreBy Vivian. [google-translator] When I was 20, I learned my first lesson in being cuckold by my girlfriend Pip. Pip was quite shy (so I thought) and sexually inexperienced, having slept with only me and one other guy. We’d been going out for months and more or less living together. Sex was ok but not great. We first met in our local pub where she was playing pool with some friends. I took an instant liking to her
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