Smut For Guys Novels & Stories

Ruck me, maul me, make me scrum, is emblazoned on the front and it’s my lucky shirt that hasn’t seen much luck lately, at least not the lady kind. The Slam as a team, in general, has seen a lot of luck lately. A few sweet endorsement deals have helped pay the mortgage on the facility, and we’re in a good place for another season. A few days ago I finished filming a commercial, so my now-swelling hands won’t be a problem. It will fade before the next deal. The swelling in my dick will be a problem if I don’t take care of it soon. Holding up a can of shaving cream with a hard dick won’t go over well with our endorsers. Three months without a woman, and I’m in bad shape. I haven’t done the dick

Lenox pov “Do you guys have mutated dust here? I swear, my balls feel like someone’s brushing sandpaper against them,” I groan and reach into my pants to ease the itch. As I relieve the annoying sensation, both men turn their gazes on me. “What?” I snap at the morons who stare at me in disgust. “Don’t tell me you haven’t seen a guy scratch his balls before. Come on; it’s the most natural thing to do. Besides, it’s not like I have an STD or anything. And for your information, no, I don’t plan to fuck you, so my itch stays where it belongs – in my pants.” I grin and carry on with my business.

He’s wearing a smug look of triumph. “Uh, no actually. Your nighttime activities gave us a migraine. Smalls had to help us out.” Kota says wrapping an arm around my waist as Lil spits out and Jena chokes on their first sips of coffee. “Ah! Wha..?” “Please try to keep your link closed when you are having s*x. It’s inappropriate and disrespectful to whomever you’re with.” Cam follows behind. “How dare y..” Kevin starts, but Cam cuts him off with a hand up.

The toilet had a large puddle of cum, blood, spit and lube and I cleaned my self and flushed. I went to open the safe and took out my phone and popped a cough drop in for my sore throat. I had gotten a whole bunch of messages from guys asking for pictures and instructions. A few messages said, on my way, or something dirty, like I'm going to destroy that hole. One guy said he's coming and he's bringing his friends. Another guy said I wouldn't be able to handle him if I was conscious so this was perfect. He also sent a dick pic of his giant 9-in dick. This made my dick hard which hurt because my prostate was so sore.

Adam said. “My prick is so tiny, it gets ejected out of my girlfriends vagina anytime she contracts during sex. She got irritated eventually and now she makes me use sex toys to pleasure her, and comes off grinding my testicles against her pussy. How I position for that to happen is so demeaning, you don't want to know” Michael admitted and some of the other guys laughed. “And now you, Jerry.” Anna yawned and shook her head. “If I don't shave my pubic hair for two months, my prick becomes totally hidden under my bush” Jeremiah said quickly, as if rapping it will make it less heard or less embarrassing. But luckily for him, no one laughed.

I have never done this before and no one has seen completely naked and worst of all fucked me. He grabs my hand sna spills me upwards. I stare at him with my brows curved in confusion. “Let me make you feel like a true woman!” He smuttier says with a sly wink and smirk. I can’t help her alike my face tk be vulnerable and allow his contagious smile infect my face as well. I joined him in his sly smile.

One stepped forward. “Hi, darling…We heard that you got horny and needed help to relieve” One of the men bent down to face him. A foul smell erupted from his mouth as he put on a devilish smirk. Tiger in black ink claws to his neck, with tar lined teeth revolting Suman. “Well, we need help to relief as well”

The toilet had a large puddle of cum, blood, spit and lube and I cleaned my self and flushed. I went to open the safe and took out my phone and popped a cough drop in for my sore throat. I had gotten a whole bunch of messages from guys asking for pictures and instructions. A few messages said, on my way, or something dirty, like I'm going to destroy that hole. One guy said he's coming and he's bringing his friends. Another guy said I wouldn't be able to handle him if I was conscious so this was perfect. He also sent a dick pic of his giant 9-in dick. This made my dick hard which hurt because my prostate was so sore.

Just when I had thought that I finally secured my dream job. Now this? Pretend to be his woman? For a week? What game is this? "Which is why I need to know your self control game, because being my woman, you'll be doing a lot of stuff, I don't want you to do that while wet underneath," he added, the smug little smirk not leaving his face. I cringed as the words slipped out of his mouth. How can someone spew such smut words with so much comfort? Has he no shame whatsoever?