By CalMaple. It was a hot day. I was drenched with sweat as I returned to the dorm after completing my daily run. Over the past few months, I had learned that routine was important for my well-being; on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I ran on the trail through the campus greenhouse from 11 am to noon. I let myself into the dorm using my keycard, then bounded up the stairs to my room on the third floor. I anticipated
Read moreBy Our Readers Our readers share their moments of small dick zen. *Warning: this issue has some Gay SPH experiences. This reader has a day at the spa he’ll never forget… I went to a local Asian spa for men, which usually has mostly older Asian males that frequent it, maybe 50-70 year-olds, but I guess with the holidays. Lately, it’s been pretty busy with many non-Asians checking it out. After arriving, I stripped down and headed to the
Read moreBy AnOddCrush. ‘This apartment has great water pressure,’ I thought to myself with relief. The hot water on my back felt amazing after my long night. I didn’t know what had gotten into my wife, but she’d wanted to have sex over and over, and now my poor butt was paying the price. It was sore, and I could feel dry, crusty cum chafing my abused anus. Sighing and feeling a little like it was a chore, I squirted some
Read moreBy Babydicklover. A couple of months ago, my stepson moved in with me due to inflation. I enjoyed my privacy and wasn’t looking forward to living with him again. That may sound harsh, but I am set in my ways as a 62-year-old man. I raised him since he was in diapers. He doesn’t know I am not his biological father, and I don’t plan on telling him anytime soon. Living with him was fun, but I needed to address
Read moreBy Str8SensitiveGuy. I am about to be torturously tickled in front of a crowd of six thousand screaming fans. What the actual fuck? I have a ski mask over my head and I’m sprawled out on the floor of a wrestling ring where a professional and insane beast called The Torturous Tickler is about to have his way with me. Did I mention that I am not a wrestler? I am just a regular guy. A ridiculously ticklish regular guy
Read moreBy Max Swan. Ben Rendell’s strange urges filled him with dread and delight. He’s a bright Caucasian guy many called a weirdo during high school. Back then, his peers would snicker or shout sneering jibes at Ben. The main reason he was bully bait was that his height grew only to five feet, he weighed only seventy pounds, and so was scrawny and thin, and due to a genetic condition called XXY Syndrome had a tiny micropenis. He had short
Read moreBy sheltrotic. This is another true story, and I’m no professional writer, so please forgive me if it’s not interesting. It is true. After graduating high school, my ex-military Dad insisted I join the military or go to school. I chose a tech school with a two-year degree. The school put you in an apartment and found you employment if you wanted. It was located two hours from my home in the biggest city in our state. Coming from a
Read moreBy Davdar192. I was a member of a large cycle club, we were all in our mid 30’s, some a little older, we had been riding together for a few years in Dubai. A big group of us decided to go to Cape-town to take part in the Cape-town cycle tour, there was 20 all together, it’s a huge event and hotels fill up early, so to save some money we decided to stay in apartments near the waterfront, we
Read moreBy zhorvath. Everyone at the school, even the freshmen, knew that Sigma Rho Eta was at the top of the social pecking order. Even the students who eschewed Greek life recognized that SPH threw the best parties, recruited the most charming and charismatic guys, and got with the hottest girls on campus. Rodger stood in front of the big, brick house emblazoned with the frat’s letters. He’d seen it before on campus tours and visits with his family, but today
Read moreBy Our Readers Our readers share their moments of small dick zen. This reader has a close encounter he’ll never forget… I knew I was on the smaller side, but this is how I found out just exactly how small I was. One morning, I decided to hop out of bed and go to the kitchen to turn on the coffee machine. I slept nude at the time and knew my roommate had already left. So I thought it
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