Guys With Bulge Novels & Stories

We walked down the noisy 33 street. My eyes suddenly caught sight of a group of young men walking toward two pre-teenagers who were riding a bicycle. They kind of looked dangerous especially the one walking in the front. He was wearing a black vest which revealed his huge tattoo (of a bull) which was on his left huge shoulder, he had a really dark complexion and blonde neatly cut hair.

“Damn it!” Zitrey turned her back and about to walk when a group of people approached them. It was the Burning Arrow Gang. Some of them have a pinkish bump on their forehead, while others are holding their head like they feel dizzy. They are the people the Owl logo guy encountered and got hit by his things. Seems that the fat Guy called for reinforcement, as the other guys look well.

Two guys visible through the glass. They were big. Tall, broad, the kind of built that comes from lifting heavy things for fun. One had dark hair pulled back in a messy knot, a short beard framing his jaw, sleeves rolled up to show thick forearms covered in black ink. The other had a buzz cut, silver hoops in both ears, shoulders so wide they looked almost cartoonish. Both wore plain black t-shirts that clung in all the right places. They looked like they’d walked straight out of one of those over-the-top p**n scenes I sometimes watched alone at 2 a.m. when I was too restless to sleep—exaggerated, too handsome, too confident, the kind of guys who made your pulse jump just by existing in the

I flushed at the sudden mental image and shifted to try to ease the sudden strange tension in my belly. "Two guys?" "Oh, no, one of each." "Oh! Wow. Okay... and?"

Julissa’s POV Gray and I tore apart from each other. Damn it, he’s going to lose his job and I’m going to get kicked out of school. Mr. Denning approached the two of us with a sly smile. He looked to be in his early thirties with brown hair, hazel eyes and muscles that wanted to burst out of his suit. This was the first time I saw him outside of school and he looked like he was wearing a biker jacket.

Shе lеаnеd forward, lips раrtіng slowly аѕ wе both ѕаvоrеd thе mоmеnt. "Whаt dо wе hаvе here, bоуѕ?" Our mоmеnt… shattered. Whаt thе fuсk? 3 guys ѕtооd about 15 fееt away, ѕhіttу grіnѕ оn thеіr face, оnе of them рunсhіng a fist іntо аn open palm. Thе guу in frоnt wаѕ covered іn tаttооѕ. Thеу wеrе аll bіg, muscles еvеrуwhеrе, lооkіng lіkе bоdу buіldеrѕ. Two wеrе аlmоѕt my hеіght аnd one was аt least 3 іnсhеѕ tаllеr thаn me. I knеw thе у were uр to nо gооd. All three were ѕtаrіng at Mary, hands аnd knees оn the ground gіvіng thеm еvіdеntlу a grеаt vіеw оf hеr аѕѕ.

“Yeah, I’ve heard about that too.” Hugo casually pointed out the group of guys by the pool. “This is Eros, that’s Kaleo, that’s Dallas, and that’s Jericho.” They were engrossed in their beer pong game, shouting and cheering each other on. When Eros made a shot into the farthest cup, Kaleo exploded with excitement, jumping, screaming, and hugging him as if they’d just won a monumental bet. Their tough, strong appearances and their six-foot-plus frames made them look like soldiers prepared for battle. Their hair and beards were well-groomed, adding to their imposing presence. Suddenly, a girl appeared out of nowhere, enveloping me in a tight, enthusiastic hug while jumping up and down. Her exc

I looked up at him to find myself faced with the bulge in his jeans. “Now, you’re going to be a good girl for me, right? You’re going to give me what I want.” I nodded my head and squeezed my legs together. His hands fell to the end of his shirt, and he peeled it off his body. I watched as his arm muscles flexed as he threw it on the couch next to us. His hands undid the buttons on his jeans, and he pushed them down, exposing his briefs and his huge bulge. I bit my lip, excited to see him.

Another burly man added, “oldie, if you are not ready to pay, then you drop the dude in your arms.” He crackled his fists and glared at Butler Bass daringly. Butler Bass furrowed his eyebrows at them, “if you don't want me to cripple you, get out of my way now, this is your last chance” he warned sternly. The three burly men looked at Butler Bass, his tall stature, and frail body frame, and with his neatly combed white hair, they roared in laughter.

He just wanted to curse the hell out of him. ............. Narco and Lyric who had just come out and were about to leave Victoria's home were blocked by Yelena's hulk and brawn men in the black suit. They have the body of famous wrestlers in the world, their physique built beyond ordinary. They are strong, tall to medium-sized men who have well-formed muscles evenly distributed across their frame. Looking big and intimidating, Narco and Lyric quickly raised their hands when the high-caliber of bazooka was pointed at them. Escaping is now futile as they are already surrounded by all the hard weapons darted at the two of them.