Man With Huge Bulge Novels & Stories

Kirill smiled stepping into the room smoke wafting in the air as people smoked cigarettes while enjoying their drinks and passing around a blunt. "Ah Kirill you're here! Come sit and enjoy yourself!" A giant bulwark of a man called out to him from an arm chair. He wore a T shirt that did nothing to hide how massive he was. The shirt clinging to his body displaying his rippling muscles. His arms were easily sixteen inches at the very least round. His neck muscles looked as though an arm would reach out pick up a weight and begin lifting it. There didn't seem to be an ounce of fat on him. And his personality matched his looks. If you weren't in good with him, calling him rough was an understa

My eyes traveled down his sharp suit jacket to his lap, and that’s when I saw it. There was a massive, unmistakable bulge stretching the fabric of his expensive dress pants. I blinked, my breath catching in my throat. I reached up and adjusted my glasses, making sure my eyes weren't playing tricks on me in the afternoon sun. It was huge. As I watched, I saw his cock actually twitch under the fabric. My mouth went dry. Without even thinking, I reached out and let my hand brush against the side of the bulge. The moment my fingers touched him, it jerked hard against my palm.

I still don’t understand what’s going on with him, none of us do and its beginning to freak me out more than I’m letting on. A booming laugh rolls through the room, loud enough to cut cleanly over the music, and several heads turn. I follow the movement and spot a massive man, taller and broader than even me and Xander, nearly bending double as he laughs at something that’s been said. The pretty woman on his arm laughs too, one hand cradling her swollen stomach, and the sight hits me with a strange mix of warmth and resentment. Fuck, I need another drink.

He untied his towel, and he was beyond shocked at what he saw. His bulge.

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.

The green-eyed man still displayed a flat expression, even though he was actually trying to hold back his laughter. “You guys are really excited when it comes to parties.” The man, who has a height of one hundred and ninety-six centimeters tall, began to voice his opinion, which made the four adult men who were there turn to look at him. They stared in horror at Massimo, even though the target felt normal. "You have started acting strange. Are you truly our friend or an alien in disguise?” asked David suspiciously.

I can see the massive bulge straining against his pants, and my mouth waters. His pants drop. He's not wearing underwear. His cock springs free and I actually gasp out loud. It's the biggest I've ever seen — not just in person, but in any of the p**n Marcus and I sometimes watch together. It has to be at least ten inches long, possibly more, and so thick that I genuinely don't know if I'll be able to wrap my hand around it. The shaft is dark and veined, each vein standing out in stark relief, pulsing with his heartbeat. The head is swollen and purple-black, shaped like a plum, already glistening with precum.

And unfortunately, I was that breakfast. But instead of being scared of his fierce expression, I couldn’t help but let my eyes roam over his bare upper body. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and the only thing covering his lower half was a thin pair of boxer shorts. Yes, thin—because his jumbo banana was very visible. I swallowed hard, unable to take my eyes off the bulge between his legs. So, bananas really do come in that size—jumbo, indeed. Or maybe even bigger than jumbo.

I sniffled. “Exactly, that which you hate, you will receive. Now get on your knees,” he commanded. His hand was still on my hair as I glided down to my knees, now on his waist level. He tugged my hair and I looked forward to see the huge bulge in his pant. It was begging for release. “You know what to do,” he said. I swallowed, looking at the huge thing. Of course, I know what to do but looking at the bulge I am sure that it is triple the normal size, it's too big.

Red haired man said to two bulky villagers who hit us and threw bone from his hand in circle where we were sitting. ‘GRARRRR………………AAGRRRAAAHHHHHHH………………GRAAHHHHHH……………………’ hideous growling of something got louder and louder and soon a very skinny looking man started crawling down from staircase wearing nothing but a long loose pants, in illuminated candle light I saw his skin was entirely dark as if it was burned by fire, his whole body was skinny just like skin on bone however his stomach was extensively grown in size until it veins were visible on surface, as I continue to check him I saw his hair were white and messy while he had no eyeball but plain white layer in his eyes surrounded by