Man's Bulge Novels & Stories

he said, and it took Isabella a while to comprehend what he had just said, which prompted her to gaze down at his pant in front of her. Isabella was astounded when she noticed the huge bulge in his shorts. Her gaze had been fixed on his face the entire time that she had no idea he was growing so hard for her. She believed he must be feeling pain and discomfort because of the way it was molded enormously inside his pants. She felt an inexplicable pleasure run down her spine as she realized she was the reason for his stiff bulge.

Lilac* Why did I run away? The sad look on the man's face made me feel so bad, perhaps the goddess sent me here to help these people. But how? Someone barge into the room and we all look at him with fear in our heart, he was a huge man with no hair on his big fat head. He had muscles so abnormally huge, and I wondered if he was on steroid. My eyes stray to his crotch and I internally scoffed, there was no noticeable bulge what so ever. It was flat just like me.

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.

I was surprised to see that it was the face of a stranger, and… The man was bare-chested, his skin a healthy tan. Every inch of his muscle was like God's sculpture. He had broad shoulders, a chiseled chest, and an eight-pack on his abs. He had long arms that looked strong as his biceps bulged with tight muscles. I could not help reaching out to touch them, but I was worried that I would end up provoking this relaxed yet dangerous wild beast.

Because he was wearing a tank top, the beautiful curve of his body was visible, but she was puzzled when she noticed a bulge in the middle of his thigh. "It’s not hurt?" was her soft question. The man stared at her, and later, his cheeks, neck, and ears suddenly turned red. Is he still shy around her?? "Doesn't it hurt?" she asked again, softly. "Which one?" the man asks her. "That bulge of yours." He even pointed to the man's inner thigh. "I will die early because of you," the man softly muttered. "What are you saying?" she asked in surprise. "Nothing, come on, just accompany me to dive," he said, and he smiled.

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Like I always say, he could have been a very attractive man if he wasn't such a jerk and so annoying. With his long arms and muscular biceps, his broad chest, washboard abs, and strong, seemingly sturdy physique, he could certainly protect his girl from bad guys trying to harm her. Then, all of a sudden, I was tempted to stare at his V-cut muscular lower abdomen and the significant bulge between his legs. I gasped when I saw that part of his maleness, still covered by his jeans. Goodness! He had such a significant bulge even when he wasn't aroused; what more if...

Words escape my mouth once he faced us and I could see him clearly. With the mist, he seemed like any other villager from Cinco, but up close, one could tell there was a stark difference. The one thing that’s extremely prominent is the meat in his bones. He had a bulging belly and his arms seemed thick and pudgy. The biggest person that I’ve ever seen was Suzanne and it wasn’t even as big as the man in front of me. In fact, I don’t even think Suzanne was fat, she was just slightly bigger than the rest of us.

That was when I noticed the large bulge threatening to burst from his shorts. I sat up, reaching for his hands and pulling him close, as I started to unbutton his shorts. He reached around my hands and started to unbutton mine at the same time. I unzipped his shorts and the bulge seemed to squeeze outward, now only held in by the thin fabric of his boxers.

It slides down his huge chest to his chiseled abs and dissolves into the waistband of his pants. Oh… The bulge in his pants comes into view. I stare at it, my saliva buds working overtime. God! How can one man be so perfectly made! Ace folds his arms and smiles. “There you are.”