Come On Man Novels & Stories

Some people have limits, you know! Why doesn’t this man get satisfied quickly? What kind of libido is this?! Ugh! “You can either say the safe word or spread your legs.” He announced.

"Oh god, yes! I'm so sorry. I just came in a rush because-" "Hey, no problem, come on in," the man advances to unlock the door and Samantha could thank the heavens for his luck. "Alexander didn't tell me you were coming or else I would've left the door open." "Oh, it's a surprise. He doesn't know I'm here either." The man laughs. "That's so romantic. Ah, I wish my wife would do that for me." Samantha giggles, entertaining the man while stepping inside. "It's nothing much, we do this all the time. Uh, where exactly is-"

“Which means we’re BOTH going to be on Phone It In.” “Well, in that case,” Adonis said, “I think we’re going to need more champagne.”

the voice replied, then hung up. The man turned toward Damon, his tone now louder. "It worked, they're coming." Damon’s expression remained cold but playful as the man added, "Can—can I go now?" he hesitated. "I'm a man of my word, bro," Damon said, his eyes still burning with fury even as a playful smirk played on his lips. "You're free to go." The man could hardly believe his ears. Without wasting another second, he dashed out of the warehouse and ran straight into the forest.

I touched my cheek, my fingers trembling. “Is the universe playing a game with me?” I murmured to myself. “Luna, is everything alright?” the woman asked, concerned in her voice. Before I could respond, the door opened. A tall man entered, his steps purposeful and commanding. He was dressed in a sharp weird dress the same man on the screen was wearing. He had a more confident look than the one on the screen and more handsome. Two women followed close behind him, one on each side, and

Claire thought she had the perfect life as the wife of billionaire media mogul, Damian Thorne. But on a Tuesday morning, her world shatters when she sees the headlines: Damian has been caught in a steamy reunion with his stunning ex-girlfriend, Selena Vane. When she confronts him, he doesn't apologize—he coldly hands her divorce papers, admitting he only married her because she was "safe" and "predictable." Humiliated and broken, Claire is ready to walk away with nothing. But a mysterious stranger slips her a message: "I have the files. If you want to destroy him, meet me." Claire soon discovers Damian isn't just a cheating husband—he's a fraud, a criminal, and a murderer. He embezzled

It was a man, energetic and obviously faking his cough. “What’s up, people in bed! This is your most handsome announcer for today! Don’t cha worry, okay? Just ignore the flying bullets, the shootouts, and all that stuff out there. Keep calm and relax… and welcome to hell! Yeah! Rock ’n roll to the world, yow! I know my voice sounds amazing, so I won’t mind if you record it, it’s free! Don’t bother looking for my ugly monkey friends. They’re all out there fighting with their fellow monkeys, performing some ritual to get back to… planet apocalypse or whatever it’s called.

Manuel: “Ohhh, now I see what this is about. You should have been more specific from the start. Of course, there are six or seven girls coming over in costume. The party would be boring without them.” I knew it. My jaw clenched. Me: “WHY are you inviting women?!” Manuel: “Relax! They’re just for me.” Yeah, right. I crossed my arms. Me: “I don’t believe you. I want to come over, but if I call Hunter, he’ll think I’m being too clingy.” Manuel sent another laughing emoji. Manuel: “Oh, don’t worry, sister-in-law. I’ve got your back. I’ll help you sneak in.”

"You are so wet." "Please," she begged. "Fuck me." "Your wish is my command." He fucked her hard, his cock sliding in and out of her. He grunted as he pounded her, and her screams filled the room. Ronald and Damien watched, their cocks twitching. "I'm gonna come," the strange man announced, his voice low and deep.

The man, consumed by rage, sprinted towards Jacob, screaming at the top of his lungs. “Come on!” Jacob roared. The man dashed towards Jacob with all the speed he gained, and then halfway through his course, the mound he stepped on suddenly collapsed and brought him down together with the leaves. The man wailed in agony. Jacob went over to him and dropped his gaze at the man. Bamboos tore through his body and blood came out from his gaping wound. Jacob crouched and reached down for the man's tactical army knife and holster which he wraps around his waist.