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Was all porn like that?

Surely, there had to be some regular sized guys out there, right?

Noticing my thoughts were straying, I decided to try something else. A few seconds later, I was viewing a woman being bent over a countertop, with another large, muscled man fucking her from behind.

My cock twitched, as I watched him fist his hand in her hair, watched his slick, thick cock disappear into her ass. I licked my lips, sliding my own hand down beneath my boxers, feeling the smooth skin of my shaft against my palm.

See, Archie, totally straight.

I rubbed and tugged slowly, hardening as I continued to watch the man’s veins in his arms tighten with every grip of her hair, with every thrust of his cock against her ass. But then it was over in an instant as he pulled out, only to cum all over her, and...

And I was still no closer to coming myself than I had been when I started to watch.

This is ridiculous.

No one actually likes this stuff.

I had half a mind to just close it out, until I saw a gif on the side, something starring a bigger guy, with dark hair and deep eyes, who literally called to me and made me click.

I don’t know why or how, and I couldn’t even put it into words, but it was like I was just drawn to his aesthetic. He was hot, all tan muscles and wild hair, fiery eyes.

The video that came up on my computer showed him in the shower, the water running down his defined chest in rivulets and my cock sprang to attention.

There he was, standing there alone, running his large hands over his chest,through dark, chestnut hair, down his abdomen. The curve of his golden-skinned ass, the definition of his muscles... I watched as he tilted his head back, running his hand down to his...

I swallowed, hard, as I watched him grip his thick, pink cock, tugging at his length as hegroaned.

It was like a train wreck. I literally could not pull my gaze away, and I didn’twantto.

I licked my lips again as I pulled at my own cock, feeling myself harden again with renewed vigor.

I watched him lean his hand against the tile, thrusting into his hand slowly.

Watched as his cock disappeared into his slippery, wet hand.

Then he looked up. The sound of the shower door opened, and I tensed. I don’t know what I was expecting, but an average sized, blond male, who looked to be about in his early twenties, stepped in. His body wasn’t as defined as the tall, dark, and handsome man pleasuring himself in the shower.

In fact, golden boy’s body kind of reminded me of my own. Soft around theedges, but trim enough that I hadsomeshadow of a six pack.

Okay, well, technically, I had fallen off the work out train after I broke up with Amy, on account her friends were gym rats who practically lived at the university rec center.

I watched in curiosity as the smaller man came up behind the star of the show, who never broke character or turned around. I watched as golden boy lathered his hands up and down the man’s body, fingers splayed across muscles. Something in the way he touched him, smoothly, lazily, caused my cock to twitch as I watched him trail his lips over the other man’s neck, his fingers brushing along the other man’s hand.

My own hand built its rhythm as I felt my orgasm building deep in my balls, my cock stiff as a slab of marble. A fresh bead of precum dribbled from my slit and spread along my fingers. I let out a shaky breath as understanding dawned on me.

I liked what I saw.

For the first time in a long time, I felt connected to myself. I was enjoyingsomething I often thought of as a nuisance or a chore.

My breathing hitched as I watched the golden boy drop to his knees, parting the man’s legs as he ran histonguealong the man’s ass, and then...

His fingernails dug into the man’s flesh as deep groans left his throat, and the man he was accosting—no,eating out—came without warning.

And so did I.

My breath shook as I cursed, my release coating the inside of my hand and my boxers. My cock pulsed, and my head fell back against the back of the chair, my eyes fluttering closed as I rode out the waves of the mostintenseorgasm I’d ever felt.

And when it was over, I opened my eyes, and the truth hit me like a ton of bricks.

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