Man With Bulge Novels & Stories

The big man took his time with my buttons. One by one, slow and deliberate, like a guy peeling the skin off a lie to see what it is covering up. The blue kaftan slid off my shoulders by a few inches when he suddenly stopped. His chest caught the firelight the way bad news catches headlines—broad, scarred, unapologetic. I made a rushed step back just in case, fighting the urge to touch his shoulder. There was an old bullet mark on the right side near his ribs. Faded, but not invisible. The kind of souvenir one doesn’t put on display.

This man was a burly man, 6'5, 280ish, probably early 50s; he had short salt and pepper hair, a beard to match, and a bit of a belly, but it seemed thick all over. He looked much more blue-collar than the others; he wore a work shirt, jeans, and boots. He mentioned I looked ready and waiting and didn't need to waste time with small talk as he ripped his clothes off. He had a lot of grey hairs on his chest and belly and tree trunks for legs, but what had my attention was his huge, very thick-cut cock. It had to be at least 7 inches soft and just shy of a coke can in thickness with large, low-hanging, heavy-looking balls behind it.

The damned out threw me so hard that my left elbow landed hard and now it was swollen and hurting like hell ", Now run out of here, or did you come to offer your little body to the boss...a woman like you can't get a job here...so ugly and filthy, "the man remarked with a smirk as he dug in his coat pocket not sure what he was taking out but I saw as he retrieved a wallet there. My eyes narrowed as I watched him open it and took out some cash

I regret it the instant they do, because there, I see a prominent bulge straining against his fabric. My breath catches in my throat. His cock presses out, thick and impossible to miss. How has no one else noticed? I can see the outline of it, the way it curves, and the way it presses against the seam of his pants like it is trying to escape. Then it clicks. This man is having a full-on erection right now. In a meeting. In front of all these people. He has zero shame. Absolutely none. My eyes are glued to his cock, that impossible bulge that seems to grow more pronounced with every passing second, as though it knows I am watching and enjoys it.

He got off the bed, his eyes barely having any traces of white in them. “Take it off.” He commanded, pointing to his trousers. I gladly unbuckled his belt and took it off completely. I unzipped the trousers, and they slid down his legs. The bulge in his boxers was so huge that my eyes widened, just at the same time that saliva dripped down my mouth. The sight of his bulge made my lower region throb so hard that it hurt. I cupped him through the boxers, and he threw his head to the back, cussing out loud.

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a middle-aged man from the tribe said to a bald, burly man furiously. The bald man was over two meters in height and held a steel rod in his hand, as thick as a grown man’s thigh. The sight of him was extremely shocking. Moreover, every part of his body was encased in bulky muscles.

R rudely? "There's no need.. She's coming with us," A man who stood 1.7 inches tall, the muscles he had could barely be restrained by his overall suit. The top button of his shirt was let loose, exposing his collar bone which was to die for. The man exuded power and wealth. His face was like that which had been carved carefully straight out of a portrait. If the doctor wasn't concerned about Joanna's life, he'd have let out a scream. He stared at the man before him and concluded he looked familiar but that didn't give the latter the right to barge into the E.R.

If she could do what Eva wanted, then the video would be deleted, and all would be fine. "What's going on here?" Elena asked as she stared at the shirtless man. He was a tall and huge man and with his chest bare, Elena knew he had been working out, too much of it even. His arms were huge, and without touching them, Elena could see that there were strong ones that could get hold of anything at any time. The only clothing on his body was a short that hugged his strong thighs perfectly such that one could see all that they contained. "Eva? What the hell is going on here?" She queried Eva who just gave her a smile that suggested something weird.

The man who walked in could barely even be called a man anymore. Daniel looked like a walking skeleton, his black best man's suit hanging loosely off him. He was so frail that he had to lean against the wall for support as he slowly inched his way over. He was so gaunt that his cheeks had caved in completely, his complexion ashen. Perhaps due to how sunken the rest of his face was, but his eyes bulged unnaturally, like they might pop out at any second.