My Boyfriend Wondered Why This Place Was Called "Nub Beach". Apparently, There Is A Curse In Which Every

My boyfriend wondered why this place was called "Nub Beach". Apparently, there is a curse in which every stud who steps foot on the sand has their cock shrink to a meager 1.5 inches.

I hope he won't be mad when he notices...

Oh wow! I stumbled upon this post from my old Tumblr! This one was fun to make haha!

HeadShrinking Shenanigans

After playing around with the apps on his phone, Alex Crockford laughed at the photo-altering app which made his picture look like he had a really tiny head. However, after he closed the app and looked in the mirror, the stud was shocked to see that his reflection had the same tiny head as the morphed image. In his panic, Alex accidentally dropped his phone, breaking the screen in a way that he couldn’t unlock it and fix himself…

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Luka Dončić was blissfully unaware of the curse one of the players on the opposing team had placed on him: For every point he scores, his head will get slightly smaller. It wasn’t until he heard the laughing from the fans in the audience and saw his picture displayed on the large screens that he noticed what had happened to him.

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[Small continuation of https://ultram0th2.tumblr.com/post/680563795540803584/you-already-knew-this-was-cuming-but-alex]

Poor Alex Lederman was holed up in his house, trying to get used to living with a shrunken head. His depth perception was all off, making everything seem further away than it was, and it was all the more difficult maneuvering his bulky body. But worse was how his sexy baritone voice had morphed into a cartoonish squeak that made him sound like chipmunk.

“This is bullshit,” he squeaked in his helium-esque voice as he stared in the mirror at his warped proportions.

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“Look, Man, you proved your point,” the personal trainer squeaked in his small voice. “I shouldn’t have tried to scam you. Now please change me back!” He gestured at his baseball-sized head with a buff arm, the juxtaposing sizes making him look all the more ridiculous.

The magical client scoffed as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Oh, we’re not done yet,” he smirked. “Why don’t we go show off your new form to everyone else out on the floor? Then maybe after a few months I’ll consider changing you back.”

The personal trainer sighed, defeated; and he followed behind the client, his tiny head already turning red from the impending humiliation.

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“What the fuck?!” my roommate cried out, his voice having shot up several octaves as he stared in horror at his tiny head that looked completely out of place atop his buff physique. “You said that the steroids wouldn’t shrink anything!”

“No,” I corrected him, “I said it wouldn’t shrink your junk. I didn’t say anything about your head.”

“Whatever,” he chirped, “just give me the damn antidote so I can fix this. I can’t go walking around with a shrunken head!”

I paused, confused. “…antidote?”

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The hunky officer handed the driver the speeding ticket. “Now just be sure to drive the speed limit from now on,” he said in his bass-filled voice that oozed authority.

The driver, scowling, snatched the ticket away from him and turned to stare daggers at him. “Cranium emarcesco!” he spat before speeding away.

The officer felt light-headed for a moment as a tingling sensation washed over him. It quickly passed and he shook his head, confused about what had just happened.

“Fuckin’ freak…” he muttered to himself, wincing when he heard his voice sounding like he’d been huffing on helium. He cleared his throat. “That was weird… What’s wrong with my voice?!” No matter how much he coughed or tried to clear his throat, the officer was panicking as he couldn’t stop sounding like a chipmunk.

He hurried to his patrol car and once he caught sight of himself in the rearview mirror, he couldn’t stop himself from screaming high-pitched. 

His head was at least four times smaller than it should’ve been, looking like it was about the size of a ripe orange. Its tininess made his shoulder look ridiculously broad, and apparently it was the cause behind his cartoonish voice.

“What the fuck happened to me?” the officer cried as he stared in horror at his shrunken head.

Messing with the Delivery Man

Part 1 │ Part 2 │ Part 3 │ Part 4 │ Part 5 │ Part 6

As time passed, everyone settled in nicely at Blue’s house. Nick and Kevin had adjusted really well to their new lives as gay pop stars who also streamed their sexual antics. Wolfe had completely given into his new identity as a bodybuilder who was very big but wasn’t very bright. Lastly, Lee had one-hundred percent allowed himself to become Daddy: a horny dom who ordered the rest of the guys in the house around, yet who still had a major soft spot for all of them.

All four of them had even gotten their own OnlyFans accounts. They utilized their new identities expertly to garner scores of followers who lusted after their sexy forms, eagerly awaiting each new post like it was life-saving water.

Blue loved living with his four boyfriends, and he couldn’t think of a way life with them could get any better. 

One lazy Saturday, Daddy and Blue were lounging together on Daddy’s chair. Given his immense muscled dad bod, Daddy laid on the chair while Blue virtually rested atop the bigger man. As he cuddled against the hairy stud, Blue’s fingers lazily twirled through the thick pelt on Daddy’s chest, loving the way the larger man would gasp at the sensation every now and then.

It was just the two of them, seeing as how Kevin and Nick were currently in Los Angeles, recording a new album together. Wanting to play into Nick’s new cowboy persona, the duo had opted to go for a more pop-country route. The album cover had been planned well before any of the tracks had been recorded, consisting of the bare chested brothers wearing cowboy hats. Kevin was on all fours while Nick sat on top of him, riding him like a horse. Wolfey had gone with them, acting as their bodyguard given his guard dog instincts. Although he was really a big cuddly teddy bear, the humongous bodybuilder was an intimidating sight to see with his massive musculature.

The football game was on, and whenever a commercial break aired, Blue would take this an opportunity to mess with Daddy. The second he heard some random fast food ad, he coyly moved his hand upwards to playfully thumb at Daddy’s nubby nipple. 

“Mmmm,” Daddy moaned, his pecs flexing instantly as his toes curled at the sensation of his boyfriend playing with his sensitive chest. “You better finish what you started.”

He placed a large hand gently on the back of Blue’s head, shoving his face down towards his pecs. On cue, Blue latched onto the other man’s nipple with his mouth, lapping at the hard nub with his tongue, eliciting bellowing moans from the large man. Had he been wearing his jockstrap, a large tent would’ve been formed by now. However, since Daddy was completely naked, his hard cock bobbed and swayed in the air as he squirmed at the onslaught of hormones that his tiny boyfriend suckling on his nipples gave him.

Just as he was about the blow, the doorbell rings.

“Damn it,” Daddy grunted, annoyed that his special time with Blue was interrupted. His goatee-framed frown was prominent on his face.

“It’s okay, Daddy,” Blue reassured him as he slowly got off the other man. “It’s probably just UPS delivering that game I ordered. I’ll get it.”

Daddy huffed as he quickly stood up, placing a big hand onto Blue’s slender shoulder. “I’ll get it,” he grunted, lumbering towards the door. His broad back swayed to and fro with every powerful step the man took, his still-hard cock bobbing in the air in front of him as he moved.

“Um, Daddy?” Blue piped up. “You’re still naked.”

Daddy rolled his eyes and he groaned loudly. “I don’t give a fuck,” he grunted as he continued towards the front door. “It’s my damn house. I can be naked if I wanna. And you better be ready by the time I get back!”

The burly man threw open the front door, allowing his hairy dad bod and throbbing cock to be on full display to the neighborhood.

On the other side of the door was a young delivery man dressed up in his work uniform which consisted of a tight brown, button down shirt and some really short shorts. It was evident that the stud worked out because the top three buttons of his work shirt were left undone, revealing a very impressive pec cleft that was covered by dark, manly chest hair that matched the same dark color as the hair on his head. His square jaw was dusted in stubble that complimented his masculine look.

On his shirt, the hunk wore a name tag which read out, “Ethan”.

“What?” Daddy grunted impatiently. He crossed his beefy arms in front of his bare chest as he stared down the delivery man, still miffed that his sexy time with Blue had gotten interrupted.

Ethan’s eyes widened at the sight of the naked man. It was a pretty open neighborhood, so he wasn’t unaccustomed to seeing a nude customer every now and then. However, as he handed the naked guy a box, he spotted Blue standing in the background.

Both Daddy and Blue could see the way Ethan rolled his eyes, however, only Daddy was able to hear the cocky young man mutter under his breath, “Great, a bunch of queers…”

Instinctually, Daddy could feel his protective instincts click and he snarled at the other guy who dared to insult his boyfriend, Blue. He glanced over his broad shoulder and gave Blue a knowing, mischievous smirk before his arm shot out at lightening speed to snag a tight grip onto Ethan’s collar. He yanked the man inside the house and tossed him onto the ground in the living room.

Ethan sputtered as he tried to regain his bearings from being roughly manhandled. “What the fuck, Dude?” he balked as he jumped to his feet.

Daddy closed and locked the front door before storming into the living room where the other two men were. “This little punk thought that it’d be a great idea to call us a couple of queers,” Daddy grimaced as he stared down Ethan. He puffed out his beefy chest to look even bigger so as to intimidate the shorter man.

It worked, and Ethan trembled a little in his spot. However, he attempted to square his jaw and look unbothered. “What of it?” he huffed. “All I was doing was telling the truth. Shit, what you two are doing is unnatural—”

Fed up with his homophobic attitude, Daddy stomped forward and wrapped one of his bulky arms around Ethan’s torso to hold him place, while he used his other hand to grip the stud’s chin to force him to stare directly at Blue.

“Do it,” Daddy ordered.

Blue smirked as he fished his trusty pocket watch out of his front pocket and held it up in front of the struggling delivery man’s face.

“What the fuck are you doing?!” Ethan yelled as he tried to thrash around to get out of Daddy’s hold, but the other man was way stronger than him. His face was turning red with frustration and all of his impressive muscles flexed as he tried to employ all of his strength to get loose, but it was futile.

“Just wait and see,” Blue smirked as he began to swing the pocket watch slowly back and forth. “Now pay close attention to the pocket watch…”

Despite his struggling, Ethan’s eyes focused on the swaying motion of the pocket watch. Gradually, his struggling died down until he was completely calm in Daddy’s hold. His eyes glazed over and his jaw dropped as he went totally under, ready to receive Blue’s instructions.

Blue’s face broke out into a wide smile of pure mischief. “Listen carefully, Ethan,” he said in his slow, melodic voice, pushing the stud even further down deeper into his hypnotic haze. “Each and every time you deliver a package, if a man answers the door — no matter what he looks like — you will feel an uncontrollable urge to suck his cock.”

Ethan’s face was blank, his eyes refusing to leave the pocket watch as he listened to the hypnotherapist. “I will want to suck their cock,” he repeated monotonously.

“You will be a needy cockslut and be desperate to suck off as many men as you can. You will debase yourself and do whatever you can to suck off another man. And you’ll love it.”

“I’ll love sucking off a man. I need it.”

“And,” Blue finished up, “you will lust after Daddy here, and you’ll be his top follower on his OnlyFans. It’s only right seeing as how you’ve already seen his cock.” Blue snapped his fingers and put the pocket watch away, ready to see his work in action.

At the sound of Blue’s fingers snapping, Ethan winced and took a shaky step backwards. He shook his head as his instructions began to cement into his brain. When he opened up his eyes, they automatically landed on Daddy’s large, hairy dad bod. They laser focused in on the bigger man’s hard, throbbing cock that hung out in the open air.

The look of sheer want that crossed over the delivery man’s face was gold, and Blue couldn’t help but snicker.

Even Daddy basked in the cocky stud’s conversion. “See something ya like?” he grunted, crossing his beefy arms over his hairy chest. He pushed his hips forward, forcing his large, thick cock to wag closer towards the struggling young man. It was at its full impressive seven inches, and a clear bead of precum had already formed on the head.

Ethan nodded vigorously. “Y-yes!” he hurriedly said, desperation seeping into his deep voice. “C-can I suck it? Please?” He even dropped down onto his hands and knees, crawling closer to the bigger man until the purple head rested on his lips.

Daddy gave a throaty chuckle. “Fine,” he grunted, placing both of his hands on either side of Ethan’s head.

Ethan eagerly opened his mouth and swallowed the entirely of Daddy’s seven inches in one slurp. Thanks to Blue’s hypnotic instructions, Ethan was aware of how to deliver expert head. He sucked hard on the larger man’s cock, hungrily running his tongue up and down the throbbing shaft and even pausing to flick at the sensitive slit. The entire time, Ethan’s slutty moans echoed out throughout the house, illustrating just how much as a cockslut he now was. His muscled arms flexed with power as he held himself up, the juxtaposition of such a muscled stud sucking off Daddy too good to ignore.

“Well, well, Ethan,” Blue couldn’t help but comment, loving how he saw the muscular delivery man’s thick neck flex as he bobbed his head back and forth. “It looks like you’ve taken to your new life swimmingly.”

Ethan just moaned in response. He even took time to suck on Daddy’s large balls, taking the bigger man’s grunts as a go-ahead to continue. The entire time, his horny mind was on fire with lust, and all he could concentrate on was pleasing the larger man he knelt in front of.

Ethan was like a machine now as he sucked off Daddy like he was dying of thirst. He deep throated the man’s incredible cock, moaning loudly for the entire neighborhood to hear. His own untouched cock was throbbing with desire within the tight confines of his uniform shorts.

Daddy tightened the grip that he had on the young man’s head, stopping his bobbing as he tensed up. With a wordless groan, Daddy blew his load down Ethan’s throat; the latter happily swallowed every last drop. His throat flexed with power as he drained the bigger man, finally standing up once he was finished.

It took Ethan a few seconds to notice the large, wet mark on the front of his uniform shorts. His own, untouched cock had blown its own load just from him sucking off another man. The altered stud knew deep down what this meant: That he wouldn’t be able to get off without another man’s cock in his mouth. Due to Blue’s hypnosis, he was looking forward to sucking off guy after guy. It was his favorite part about delivering packages. The previously straight, homophobic hunk grew rock hard instantly at the thought of sucking another man off at the next house he has a delivery at. If his past self were coherent, he’d have been disappointed to discover that whenever he felt aroused, instead of sexy women, all his mind could conjure up were images of hairy pecs, thick cocks, and huge balls that he wanted to shove his face into.

Daddy stretched his muscled arms over his head, popping his back with satisfaction. “You did good, Boy,” he told Ethan, going so far as to clap him on the back.

Ethan’s face brought out into a grin alight with zeal at the compliment from the hairy man. “Thanks, Sir,” he smiled widely. “I aim to please!”

Daddy chuckled. “Well, you certainly did just that.” He paused, an idea forming in his mind. “Let’s see if we can find you something cleaner to wear.” He gestured at the wet spot on Ethan’s shorts.

The delivery man looked down at his own crotch and blushed. “Oh yeah, I guess I got a little excited there,” he nervously chuckled.

Daddy hurried up the stairs, only to return with a small piece of fabric in his hands. “Go ahead and undress,” he ordered Ethan.

The hypnotized stud did as he was told, immediately tearing his shirt away from his muscled frame. As suspected, Ethan appeared to live in the gym, having large, impressive muscles. His hairy pecs were nowhere near as big as Daddy’s, but they still protruded off his chest tantalizingly. His abs were rigid and popped against paper thin skin that was covered in coarse, dark hairs. Finally, Ethan dropped his shorts and boxers. His rotund, hairy cheeks jiggled as he moved.

Daddy and Blue both tried to stifle a laugh as they noticed that Ethan was rock hard again, his meager cock only topping out at three and a half inches… if that. His balls were tight and compact against his skin. The smallish package looked completely out of place on Ethan’s muscled frame, but the horny stud didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he felt an excited thrill at being naked in front of the other men.

“Maybe that was why he was so grumpy?” Blue couldn’t help but muse aloud.

Ethan took the offered article of clothing from Daddy, seeing that it was a tinyposer. It was the same dark brown color as his delivery uniform, and when he pulled it on, it left little to the imagination. The back of the poser was wedged deep between the hairy crevice of Ethan’s bubble butt. And the front was pulled down, showing off his obliques. The tiny bulge in the front illustrated just how little the muscle man was working with.

“Um, this is a little revealing, isn’t it?” Ethan asked as he looked at himself in the mirror. Despite his inner humiliation, he was still rock hard, a little tent forming in the front of his posers.

Daddy removed the Ethan’s name tag from his shirt, only to affix it to the front of the stud’s posers. “I think you look great,” he chuckled. “Now, go ahead and get back to work.”

At Daddy’s orders, Ethan proudly puffed out his chest. “Yes, Sir!” he beamed. Just as he readied himself to leave the house, Ethan paused to subscribe to Daddy’s new OnlyFans account, quickly joining at one of the highest tiers. The anticipation of seeing more of the man’s hot dad bod fueled him with desire, and he eagerly awaited delivering another package to Blue’s house as soon as possible.

Ethan happily waved as he left, entering the world as his new self. From the window, Blue could get an unobstructed view of Ethan going across the street to delivery another package, clad in the skimpy poser that left his entire body on full display. As soon as the man living there answered the door, Ethan was on all fours in flash, sucking the stranger’s cock.

“Job well done,” Daddy purred as he held Blue from behind. He playfully rutted his hard cock against the smaller man’s back.

Blue giggled. “Me?” he asked, turning around to face the other man. “You’re the one who was his first suck. So I think you might’ve set the bar a little too high.”

Without another word, Daddy easily tossed Blue over his broadened shoulder to go continue their fun times had been interrupted earlier by Ethan.

He's smiling because no one can tell that his little nub is rock hard onstage.

Any chance you could re-write the Teen Wolf fic where Peter wishes and then becomes Stiles' muscle daddy? Loved that piece and still think about it!

[I know this isn't the exact photo I'd used originally]

I would LOVE to one day! I know that a majority of my stuff focuses on Derek, but I like to mess with Peter too. It's not on my immediate To Do list, but maybe one day!

I like Brad Rowe.

But I LOVE Brad Rowe's ass!

Everyone at the gym can only but stop what they are doing every time Brad works out

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