Guys With Bulge Novels & Stories

Five students corner him. "H-Hi..." Kolya smiles weakly. He isn't sure whether he should be happy to meet new people or be scared because they're looking at him as if they're about to end his life. "You're Nikolai Park right?" One of the guys asks. The victim nods his head. Victim = Kolya. These five male students appear to be the bullies you watch in movies. Even the way they look fits the character of a bully. You know, the stereotypical look: lip piercing, the first four buttons of their uniform are open, their hair is full of wax, and their bodies are damn big—like they can crush Kolya in a blink of an eye.

Their fullness, their weight, the way they made my waist look so small in comparison, all of it made me feel dangerous and powerful, but for some reason also embarrassed; as if a cute geeky girl didn’t have permission to be seductive and sensual. “I told you she was nasty, dawg!” whispered the tall guy. Both men exchanged an excited look and a fist bump. Each of them tore open a small foil package and took out the small rubber circle inside, which they proceeded to slide through the length of their shafts, unfurling the latex.

Despite the teasing and light-hearted banter, there was an underlying camaraderie and affection that bound them together as a team, a bond that grew stronger with each shared experience, whether serious or lighthearted. As Vipula and her colleagues engaged in playful banter and teasing, a sudden interruption broke the jovial atmosphere of the room. The door swung open, revealing a man whose presence commanded attention. He stood tall and confident, his physique a testament to his dedication to fitness. His broad shoulders, sculpted arms, and well-defined muscles hinted at a disciplined workout regimen, while his expressive eyes and charming smile added an undeniable allure to his appearance.

Wilbur paused for a beat, before saying, "Do you mean like this, Mister Grote?" Wilbur's body began rapidly expanding, and it did not take long before he stood at around three meters, with his muscles swollen and bulging with strength.

Kanto Country, B City In a magnificent building that was located in the countryside, two young men of differing complexions stood before each other. In their hands were wooden swords with cracks all over, signifying that they had been used for quite some time. The two men were of differing build as well. Both men were dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts; hence, it was easy to assess their physiques.

I know it's weird, but I lived in a bubble! I look at Raúl with all those tattoos on his chest, three big roses bordering the area and connecting to the drawings of the arms, and a name that I can't identify, along with that athlete's chest on display, and those well defined entrances, which I recently discovered is called the oblique, the famous entrance that men have in the region below the belly going towards... You know what I'm talking about!

Another difference is that the other two are very meek and lovely, and he has a tight feeling, the clothes are quite small compared to his body size. Hugging a solid body that accentuates each toned muscle line and eight-pack abs when hidden and present, makes women want to ovulate, but also have to accept this thought because people have wives and children. He kept walking behind the two girls without seeming to notice them, playing happily, with sweat on his forehead. "Mom, mom Ella Lazy wants that" Ella Lazy excitedly pointed to the balloons tied there, all shapes, superheroes, rabbits, ducklings....!

"I have a tumor here. If you use your mouth to help me hold it, the pain will go away." After I said that, Arielle stared at me with wide-eyed curiosity. Seeing the bulge in my boxers, she couldn't help but say, "Your tumor really is huge. Feel mine—it's completely flat, nothing there." I swallowed hard and reached my hand down below her waist. It was soft and tender, especially the slit—so tight that one touch told me it had never been opened. I pushed my finger inside, pressing hard. Arielle's cheeks suddenly flushed, and a sweet, breathy moan escaped her lips.

Perhaps the goddess led me here to help save these innocent girls. But how? Someone came into the room and we all stared at him warily. He was a huge man with a bald head. He had muscles so abnormally big, I wondered if he was on steroids. My eyes trailed to his crotch and I internally scoffed. There was no noticeable bulge whatsoever. Just flat like me. Yep. Definitely on steroids. I heard they shrink penises. Maybe I should ask him if it’s true- Oh my goddess! What the hell am I thinking about right now?

She said it was a smirk, and I saw that the game was on. The guy rocked back a bit as a couple of other people in the crowd chuckled. His nostrils flared and he frowned. "I'm not surprised really. I could feed you my funny bone and make you laugh over and over." "Oh, that explains everything," you said, and turned to Gemma but kept talking loudly. "All the steroids shrunk his funny bone along with his cock." This got us a few more laughs, and the guy was starting to go red. He lifted an arm and flexed. To be fair to him, it was an impressive muscle, but he looked ridiculous doing it. "Boy, I could fold you in half and-"