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A shop that sells "Body of your dreams". All these bodybuilders sell themselves so they can be bought and used by wealthy men. I went there, and found this one bodybuilder that caught my eye. He looked at my eyes seducingly as i move closer towards him. He flexes his biceps, bounces his pecs, showing off his abs. My fingers touches his skin. It was perfectly tanned, and it's silky smooth! His hair is golden brown. His jaw is perfectly square, filled with light beard and amazing smile. "How much?" I asked He embraced me with his manly hug, his pecs touches my chest, his hands slipped into my briefs, rubbing my ass. "Three Million Dollars" he whispered to my ear. As expensive as a Lamborghini, but worth my whole lifetime. "Sold" i smiled. I can see the glimmer of joy in his eyes. No more he will be chained in his debt. He gave me a manly deep kiss. This man is mine He will become a part of me He will become me We walked together to the staff as i paid in cash. I can see his amazement knowing i'm a rich man living in beverly hills. Two serums are given to both of us. As we walked together into the private room. We opened ourselved naked, and i had the greatest sex in my life. His stamina is amazing His cock is thick as a beer can He vigoriously came inside me. It is time for us to unite. Our body melt together. His muscle became my muscle. His thick cock enlarges my own. His large frame is mine to own. His beauty improves my beauty. We are uniting to become a perfect man. He spoke his last words "Thank you, i finally have a decent living for my whole life" "Don't worry, your exsistence will coexist with mine. And i'll make good use of your body." And another perfect being has born. |
Another day being a model. Nothing new, nothing exciting in life. All feels empty. It’s hard to smile, it’s hard to keep my workout. My job as a model and personal trainer might also be threatened. Camera lights flashes upon my eyes. The sound of stuttering. And me flexing, wearing a simple underwear flexing in front of photographers. One of the photographers approached me after the photo session. It was James, who also my friend after the graduation. We did a small chat in the empty changing room. Until he came up with a sensitive topic. “Mike, i hate keeping this from you, but yours are terribly small. How long is it when it gets hard?” To be honest, i was never confident when someone began to talk about their manhood. I was cursed to be born from a family with a small dick. Even if my father was handsome as fuck, My father’s dick was very small, my mother’s father was also small. So i usually build my muscle to compromise my lack of sex... “3 inches soft, 5 inches hard” I replied. “...
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