Overly Manly Man Novels & Stories

"Do you have a problem with that?" The burly man frowned in displeasure. He raised his large hand and was ready to shove Darren. "Do you really think having a bit of muscle makes you a man? I've seen so many of you gym-bred boys. I could knock you down with one punch, you worthless piece of trash." He laughed loudly. "When I do, I'll have your woman right in front of you, and you'll kneel and cheer for me." These vulgar words provoked laughter from the other burly men around him.

I said chuckling “Believe me the feeling is mutual. So in the spirit of friendship can I give you a piece of friendly advice?” I nodded my assent only to remember she can't see me. “Yes please go ahead” I answered “This is from a fellow lady to another. Please allow your man to spoil you. Every real man wants to show off his woman and he dives on every opportunity to show her by flaunting her beauty and asset. She paused to let that sink in, before continuing her speech.

He smiled. "Before I truly render them useless." I sat down with a smile, crossing my legs. "Why do men always tend to overestimate their abilities?" "I'll enjoy wiping that smile off your pretty little face when you realize you shouldn't compare me to any other man," he said seriously, with dark energy in his eyes. "Did I hurt your masculinity?" I provoked. He smiled before circling the couch and standing behind me. Leaning in, he brought his lips close to my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine.

Samantha said, smiling. "I don't want to look cute and adorable to you Sammy, I am a man and men don't want to look cute and adorable, we want to look manly" Samantha burst out laughing at Allen. "Manyly? Of course you look very manly, Allen. More manly than most people I must say" "Stop laughing Sammy, you are making it worse" "Okay, sorry for laughing. I should go in now. I will see you later, yeah?

Then I licked my suddenly dry lips, “She can’t be disappointed at you Manny, you do what you do to survive and to sort out the bills for Lora’s sake…right?” He nodded curtly, “Yes. I do it for Mi. famiglio.” “Do you—Are you attracted to women?” I blurted abruptly. A peal of nervous laughter rose to his lips as he said, “I still enjoy sex with women but being with a man is like a disease in my blood that I cannot get rid of.” “I don’t—have you ever thought if it wasn’t some sort of diseases but who you really are.” “I was abused Dom,” he looked at me as though I was dumb, “Fuck you mean it is who I truly am?”

I didn't understand why I was still feeling this way, the drugs should have worn off by now. Here I was in a very precarious sinful position, with only our clothes serving as barriers. And all my mind kept pushing away unsuccessfully, the thoughts of how manly he is. Everything about him permeates masculinity, dominance, and virility. No! Stop thinking of his manliness!! Stop it!!! This is a sin!!!

At any rate, he perpetually maintained a benign smile on his face. "Can you see that the lady wishes not to speak to you, you little wretch? Even I feel annoyed by your squeaks and hisses," boomed a jealous and burly man with an unkempt bushy of a beard. "Get out, brat! You're an eyesore here. I bet your father will be embarrassed by the way you accost girls. Look at you; your pale face shows that you must be unhealthy. That makes you all the more useless," said another beefy man with well-contoured muscles.

His pupils dilated, and his fingers gripped my waist tighter, “Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea what you just walked into.” Oh, but I did. You see, before I came here, Alden had already told me all about this man's peculiar taste. He admitted that he didn't want to tell me just incase I want to try anything stupid but he hated leaving things out so he had to say everything. This sleazy bag loved when women dominated him. He was simply a masochist.

“Innocent and ravishing… I want her. An old ugly, bald, and pot-bellied man grins, revealing his disgusting tobacco teeth. He drags on his cigar and puffs like he’s the bad guy. I cover my breasts with my flexed arm and my body with my palm. Still, he tries to bend lower and peek what’s underneath my innocence. The only men who can own me tonight are the notorious brothers. I act like I didn't hear him and try to move over to the other rich clients.

His voice was low and husky with a teasing smile. Why is this man who is known to be the most ruthless of all powerful bachelors frequently smiling at me? The man I neglected? This feels unreal. "Did you break up with your boyfriend to become slutty?" he raised his eyebrows at me. "Well…Considering how hard you just made me, I wouldn't mind the sex-mate option, but at the same time, I wouldn't touch a woman who isn't sure of what she wants. I would be outraged if you tremble in fear at the size of my dick when I am ready to thrust into your milky Jane" he groans and licks his lips like someone truly horny. "Just imagine the image of me thrusting my darm hard John in your Jane with my hand on