Men With A Big Bulge Novels & Stories

"Why? Is that…big?" He smirked. Then he placed my hand on the big bulge on his pants. I swallowed. Fuck. I guessed… he was right. We need to take this slow.

The bulge growing in his pants makes my mouth water, but at the same time, I’m starting to question if I will be able to take him. I didn’t expect any less. Rhys is a tall man with the kind of body that implies he’s a regular at the gym. I bet he spends hours pounding metal every time, hence the broad shoulders and sculpted torso that not even his shirts can fully hide. His thighs are broad and strong, as are his hands. I can still remember how perfectly they cupped my boobs. A man cannot be this large everywhere else and have a small dick, can he? Unless it’s a prank from the universe.