Man's Bulge Novels & Stories

Until now I still cannot forget how his long and thick manhood fitted inside of me and I do not know why but just by looking at his growing bulge right now, I suddenly felt excited and afraid again. "Baby, stop looking at my bulge for now, please. He was just quickly growing more knowing that you are looking at him as if you really want to touch him already," he difficulty said as his hand was still massaging my clothed femininity while he was still driving. My cheeks quickly blushed right away after he said those words that is why I quickly removed my eyes from his bulge and I just shifted back my gaze in front. Gosh! It was so embarrassing! He just caught me looking at his bulge! What is h

something large and rigid that definitely wasn't there when I saw him on campus last week. I blink, my mind racing with a profound, clinical confusion. My brain, so used to analyzing symptoms and side effects, immediately goes to the most logical conclusion. Is he injured? Did he hit himself during that intense workout? The bulge looks incredibly uncomfortable, almost painful, and the way the fabric strains against him makes my own face go scarlet. My mind is so naive to the biological reality of the man standing in front of me that I genuinely wonder if he’s about to burst out of his clothes just like I did mine. Is his body density-shifting too? Is he having a "reaction"?

"What...mnn...is really happening?! Jian Ying?!! Mnnn...mnnn...fuuu...fuuu...mnnn" He started taking in air. His nose wasn't getting enough of the air and then he switched with his mouth. And right there, he received another shock of his life! He looked in between his thighs and then he... "Wha...what is this?! A bulge?! Why? No way!!" "Wait! Is this for real?!"

My words hung in the air as the man took one of my hands and placed it open over his huge bulge. I fell completely silent as, unable to control myself, I squeezed that huge thing with my hands. It was so hard, thick, and big.

CHAPTER 5 His bulge just rose, which was so shocking to him that he took his eyes away from it and went back into the bathroom. He stared at his reflection in the mirror, shock still evident on his face. This was something that had never happened in his life. Ever since he became an adult, his bulge never rose. At some point, he actually thought that he was having some sort of ED (Erectile Dysfunction), but he never cared since it was to his advantage. At least he could get his revenge without worrying about any woman.

I'm searching for Steve amidst the chaos, but he's nowhere to be found. "Who are you looking for, baby boy?" says a voice, interrupting my thoughts. I look behind and there he is; Steve, standing right in front of me. A smile spreads across my face as my heart races with excitement. He was standing just inches away from me. His football jersey hugged his toned body in all the right places, showcasing his perfect build. His sleeveless arms were on full display, revealing biceps that would make any girl or boy weak in the knees. And don't even get me started on his abs; the shirt was sticking to them with all the sweat, making my heart race faster.

Catalina Maria. I swallow for my throat has become dry. Words fail me as I stare at the obvious bulge in his pants. It is a large pointed bulge that strains against the fabric of his pants. I must be seeing things. It is obviously heavy and pronounced in a way that makes my pulse stutter and my body lock up. A stroke of need so visible it’s almost unbearable to look at before he hastily drops his shirt over it. Is that why he turned away from me?