The Nice Guy Curse

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    The restaurant was perfect. Even though it was filled with patrons, the lighting and seating arrangements allowed each couple present to believe they were the one and only in the whole establishment. As the dessert tray approached the corner booth carrying a small velvet jewelry box, Tyler Smallwood gazed lovingly into the eyes of his girlfriend.

    This evening she had really outdone herself. Her silky smooth red hair was falling elegantly along her shoulders in slight twists that seemed to shimmer in the candle light as she spoke. The brightness of her smile filled her whole face with an angelic quality that caused most men to forget their conversational skills. Both her hair and smile set off the perfection of her lavender dress, which showed just enough skin to keep the imagination a-fire with delight. Tyler hoped the contents of the jewelry box would be the crowning jewel of her every ensemble from now until eternity.

    Tyler had known for some time that this night would be one he would remember for the rest of his days. The house-band smoothly transitioned into her favorite song as the waiter placed her dessert and the jewelry box in front of her. In one fluid motion, Tyler took her left hand in his, knelt on one knee and asked the question that seemed to be the culmination of his entire life.

    "Ms. Jessica Farraway, will you do me the honor of being my wife?"

    Jessica looked at the ring in the box that Tyler has just opened as he finished asking the question. For a long moment she just stared at the man kneeling in front of her. She could see that the nearby tables had become especially quiet and felt nearly every eye in the vicinity on her. Squirming a little, she gently shook her head.

    Tyler was still staring up at her as if he could not see the movement of her head. Watching her as intently as he was she was beside herself that he could not see she was sparing him embarrassment by not answering aloud. Undeterred Tyler asked the question again, with a hopeful longing in his eyes. This time she decided the direct approach was necessary and said so aloud.

    When he inquired why all she could think of to say was, "you're just too much of a nice guy." Stunned Tyler remained on bended knee trying to sort out his whole life. He was sure that she was the One. If she wasn't what was his life truly about.

    After what he thought was a couple minutes he noticed that Jessica was no longer seated at their table. He glanced around the room and saw that no one was at any of the tables. Slowly he got to his feet and went in search of someone. As he rounded the corner toward the front door he caught sight of the waiter that brought him the dessert tray. Fumbling in his pockets for his wallet he fully intended to pay for the meal he and his girlfriend had just finished. The waiter informed him that the owner had picked up his check and paid it out of pity.

    Tyler knew that there was a reason to be pitied, but he couldn't bring himself to face it. He walked silently to his car. Now he wished he had parked it closer to door. Wanting only to get his car and get back to his apartment he completely ignored the sounds coming from the alley to his left. It was only with someone screamed that he even turned his head slightly to see where the sound was coming from. As he glimpsed the movement in the darkened alley, his instincts took over and he rushed in head long.

    The scuffle was over quickly enough. The two men who had been assaulting what Tyler found out was a young woman in her earlier twenties. Being way past the point of total inebriation both of the men had pretty much defeated themselves before the fight really got interesting. Tyler had received a scratch above his right eye, but otherwise was no worse for the experience. The young woman was both dazed and confused. Deciding that a hospital was probably the best place for the both of them Tyler carried the woman to his car and delicately placed her in the back seat.

    The ride to the hospital was a short, quiet one. Tyler drove as fast as was safe at that time of night, arriving at the hospital in twenty minutes. As the valet at the emergency room took his seat behind the wheel, Tyler gathered his rescued damsel into his arms and strode purposefully into the emergency room for help. In a couple of minutes they were in a semi-private room with his brow stitched and her wounds dealt with properly. Tyler was sitting in the only chair available next to her bedside holding her hand when the police arrived.

    Tyler gave them a statement and afterward was informed by another police officer that the men that had accosted her were also in the E.R. As an added wrinkle in the story one of the men was claiming that he was the woman's fiancé. There was nothing but loathing in Tyler's heart as he heard that juicy tidbit of news. As the supposed fiancé's name was uttered again the woman in the bed awoke and asked that her attackers be let in to see her. The police were as astonished as Tyler, but they allowed the attackers in to see her. She immediately called to one of them and they were quickly in each other's arms hugging and kissing and carrying on like long lost lovers. In addition, she was not going to press any charges and to top it all off she asked to see the hospital chaplain to get married right then an there.

    That was all it took for Tyler's final shred of self-esteem to disappear. He could not get a break. Being a nice guy sucked. Collecting his car from the valet, he headed home to drown his sorrows in a bottle of vodka. Two hours later he was so drunk that he simply passed out of all consciousness and let the darkness take him.

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    ONE YEAR LATER ...

    Tyler went on with life such as it was. He went to work. He went home. He ate. He slept. He drank of vodka. Even though he was going through the motions there was no spark of life behind his blue eyes. It seemed to him like his eyes had gone from a bright sky blue to a dull lusterless milky blue, but that was over four months ago, which was the last time he had really looked himself in the mirror. He blamed himself and he also blamed his older brother Kyle.

    Kyle had been Tyler's whole world growing up. Being seven years his elder, Kyle was the guy everyone loved. Everyone that met him knew they liked him instantly, especially the women. Growing up, Tyler had accidently stumbled upon his brother's secret journal. He discovered that his brother was exceptionally well endowed. After a little reading found some knowledge that Kyle had used every day of his life since puberty.

    That knowledge was a series of penis enlargement exercises that were supposed to be the reason that Kyle was loved by everyone. Tyler had religiously followed the information in the journal for the past ten years. No matter what was happening in his life he always was able to exercise the stress away. These past six months he had kicked the exercises into over drive. He realized that it was probably too much and at this rate he would never be able to have regular sex again, but he didn't care. No one wanted him anyways.

    After finishing his exercises for the night he decided that he needed to measure since it had been about three weeks. Getting out his measuring tape he popped in one of this favorite porn DVDs. Within a few minutes he had collected the information needed and recorded it in his measurements journal. Then as was his custom, he re-read the journal from the beginning to admire his progress.

    Definitely having to thank genetics for his base figures, Tyler reasoned that if he had not discovered the exercised he would probably be around seven inches in length and five inches in girth. During his first couple of years he was able to add and maintain about three and a half inches in length. The exercises for length quickly lost interest for him because he knew from research that 'bottoming out' in a woman could be painful for her. The thought of causing his sexual partner pain was one of his major turn-offs and even watching porn that noticeably caused the woman pain made him go limp. On the other hand the girth exercises had always intrigued him. The first night that he found he could no longer reach all the way around his cock while masturbating made him orgasm so hard that he actually hit himself full in the face with his fountain of cum. He remembered that he had met Jessica around that time and stopped doing the exercised for growth and simply did the maintenance routines.

    Thinking back he decided that not continuing was a complete waste of time, in view of the fact that he and Jessica had never actually had sex. To tell the truth he had never made it third base and she had never even seen him naked. She had been quite a tease saying that she was never ready for sex, especially after hours of foreplay or making out. Basically she seemed to love that fact that his thoroughly engorged member was straining for relief, but would never see the light of day. At times like that he would always hear his brother's voice urging him to just whip it out and force her to deal with it. He never did, but wished that he had just once to see what her reaction would have been.

    Now that he was no longer dating and had entirely given up finding anyone to spend time with, he gave himself fully over to the girth exercises. Three weeks ago he had been pretty large, but this week just astonished him. He had been having to complete some of the exercised with both hands for a while, but tonight he had reached on of his personal goals of being as big as a 'keg can' of his favorite beer which was slightly larger than a regular beer can. This meant that girth wise there was a third of his girth that could not be contained in the circumference between thumb and middle finger. If he kept up the exercises he wondered if he could make it to double digit girth figures in inches.

    Turning off the DVD and heading for a warm shower would end his nightly routine perfectly. He smiled as he caught his reflection in the full length mirror of the dressing area outside his shower room. The body shown was quite a feat of wonder with all of the muscles being visible just slightly beneath the skin. Every move of his body caused the muscled to twist and contort in a most pleasing fashion. Having been approached a couple of times to do male modeling or stripping had made Tyler's self esteem buoy toward the surface of normalcy. Just as he was about to start feeling normal again, he caught sight of his eyes and the shear depression in his dead man stare. Dropping his head he slowly got into the shower.

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    THREE WEEKS LATER ...

    It had started as a normal day at the law firm. Tyler met with a couple of client, put the finishing touches on a couple of briefs, and started writing his Petition for Writ of Certiorari for the United State Supreme Court. Since he had no life outside of work Tyler had been putting in so many extra hours that he had made full partner three years earlier than he expected. In addition, he had won several high profile cases and argued in front of the 9th and 4th Circuit Court of Appeals on behalf of his clients. The most amazing feat was the amount of new clients he was able to garner without having to be upbeat or positive.

    The sheer number of clients had taken the medium size law firm from a multimillion dollar business to a multibillion one. In billable hours alone Tyler had made himself independently wealthy many times over. Even though he was one of the richest men in the state as far as earning power he had very little money to his name. At any given time there was only about fifteen thousand dollars in his checking account and another ten in his savings. The majority of his earnings he gave to charity or build improvement projects that his foundation would maintain. The city was so grateful he had been awarded the key to the city twice and made Honorary Lord Protector for life.

    State and national publications had tried to interview him on multiple occasions about his charity work, but the only quote he would give is that he was a 'Nice Guy' and that's what nice men did. About two months previous his other two partners had insisted that he take some time off as it was mandated in his contract to avoid burn out. He had refused as long as he was able, but this morning instantly turned into conflict.

    "Tyler, my boy," said Mr. Catalidades the senior partner in the firm as he entered grandly into Tyler's inner office. "We simply have not gotten through to you that you need to take a vacation. As it seems you have not been so inclined to plan one yourself, I have had my secretary plan one for you." As he finished speaking he handed Tyler a folder. Opening it Tyler found all of the travel arraignments had been made and he was to be on a place in approximately two hours.

    "My car is pulling around to the side entrance and I expect you to be inside it in the next fifteen minutes. Jenkins has already planned your wardrobe and recreational items." Jenkins was the 'fix-it' man for the firm that did all sorts of odds and ends for any of the partners.

    Tyler clearly flummoxed did not even try to argue. Six hours later he was at an all expenses paid resort on the beautiful island of Maui. The telephone and internet connections had been disabled at the request of Mr. Catalidades and there had been a note on the dining room table of the penthouse room that had instructed Tyler to drink a Mai Tai and relax.

    Furious Tyler headed to the bedroom to unpack only to find that the hotel staff and beaten him to the punch. Not knowing what to do with himself he flung himself on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a while. Sleep and depression took him shortly afterwards.
     
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    Found this story I started while I was organizing my hard drive. Do you think it is worth continuing?
     
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    Excellent, well-written, and engaging. Please continue.
     
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    yep
    enjoy the set up and would like to see you continue it :smile:
     
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    It's very enjoyable! I'd love to read more.
     
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    Continue. It has numerous directions it could travel. I am anticipating a rapid continuance.
     
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    Yeah, I really liked this well thought out story so far!
     
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    THE NEXT MORNING ...

    Tyler awoke with a start. Looking around, he tried to identify who or what had brought him from the blissfulness of unconsciousness. Not immediately finding anything nearby, he got up and headed out to the main area of the penthouse. As he was crossing the threshold into the main room he heard a knock at the door. Being groggy, he headed for the door without first checking his appearance in the mirror. Luckily there was a strategically placed mirror just inside the double doors to the suite. A quick glimpse showed a naked man. He didn't remember getting undressed, but as he normally slept in the nude, he attributed undressing to jet lag.

    "Just a sec," said Tyler as he strode quickly back to the bedroom. Seeing a white hotel robe hanging inside the changing area near the left of the room, he purposefully grabbed it and pulled it around himself. He tied the drawstrings as he was returning to the suite's front door. Checking himself in the mirror again, he noticed that the robe was one of those that was designed to only come down to the mid-thigh on men of average height. Since he was taller that average at six feet five inches the robe did not make it quite to mid-thigh. As a result he was forced to pull his dick up inside the robe and use the drawstrings to keep it in place.

    He opened the right half of the suite's double doors exposing the small lobby and the elevator. Blocking his view of the elevator was a woman. "Yes?" Tyler asked in a voice that left no doubts that he was unhappy about being disturbed. Without replying the woman reaching inside and opened the other half of the double doors revealing a push cart topped with every kind of tropical fruit and pastry that one normally would associate with a continental breakfast in a tropical setting.

    "Breakfast," she said while indicating the cart. Not waiting for Tyler to replay she pushed the cart into the room and started setting up the meal at the main table. Watching her work from the doorway he just stood not being able to think of a way to get her to leave without seeming rude. He stretched and scratched his head. Raising his left arm to do the scratching opened the front of the robe a little bit and he caught a whiff of his own body odor. Having half a thought, he cleared his throat and asked, "Would you mind if I took a shower before breakfast?"

    "Not a problem," she replied without looking over at him. Continuing to work on arranging the table to perfection, Tyler excused himself to get showered. Walking toward the bedroom area, he walked up the three steps that separated the main floor from the bedroom level a little too purposefully and one of his nightmares came to fruition. With a loud slap his cock came free of the drawstrings pulling the front of the robe open in the process. He spun to look toward the table then froze not knowing what to do. Glancing at the table he saw the woman's head turn. She took in the sight of Tyler. Her eyes became quite large and her mouth opened in awe.

    For what seemed like an eternity they two of them stood there not knowing what to do or say. Tyler paralyzed by her gaze. The woman hypnotized by the paragon on manliness in front of her. She was the first to recover. Tearing her eyes away from the sight she returned to setting the table. As if released from a spell he turned quickly and headed into the bathroom.

    As soon as he was inside he closed the door. Sliding down the door he came to a sitting position with his back against the door. As he slowly leaned forward to hold his head in his hands, his cock touched the cold floor and he was once again in control of his faculties. With the adrenaline gone out of his system, Tyler turned himself to the matter of washing. Letting the warm water cascade over him, he slowly forgot the traumatic events of the morning. Admiring the size of the shower, he tried to find the soap and shampoo. After a couple minutes, the realization dawned on him that what he had mistaken for decorations built into the side of the shower where actually dispensers. He pressed the one that was shaped like a dolphin and to his surprise his regular brand of body wash squirted out. Rinsing his hand, he pressed the starfish button and his regular brand of shampoo squirted out. Continuing this progression he found that all of his regular brands of cleaning and shaving products were contained in this shower. Jenkins had really been thorough.

    Jenkins thoroughness really did not surprise Tyler in the least bit. As he had become accustomed to having someone like Jenkins, he could see why everyone at the law firm trusted and used Jenkins to the fullest. Never complaining, always completing a task so perfectly he always went above and beyond the call of duty. Tyler remembered the first time he used Jenkins services to try to serve a cheating husband with divorce papers before the husband could do the same to his client. Jenkins not only served the papers, he took a Polaroid capturing a newspaper and his watch in the frame to commemorate the date and time. On top of all of that Jenkins managed to snap three or four other pictures proving the adultery claim and a recorded conversation with the unsuspecting husband confessing that he knew he was being adulterous in violation of the pre-nuptial agreement.

    Feeling refreshed Tyler stepped out of the shower and started to dry off. He stopped. Realizing that he was going to have to cross the bedroom to get to the closet on the other side he froze in fear. How was he going to get across without the woman outside ogling him again? Slowly starting to dry himself off again, he turned to look in the mirror and saw a complete change of clothes hanging on the peg attached to the inside of the door. Had that been there when he had come in? He could not remember. Dressing himself in the khaki pants and blue aloha shirt, he noticed that there was no underwear provided in the change of clothes, just like he would have done himself.

    About six months ago Tyler has completely stopped wearing underwear. The sheer size and length of his cock had made that impossible, without extreme discomfort. If he wore boxers the corona of his cock would continually rub against bottom causing irritation and a lot of unwanted erections. Both boxer-briefs and briefs caused binding that over the course of the day would cause intense pain and sometimes bruising. Ultimately, he settled on a garter like solution that he wrapped around his thigh and around the haft at about the midpoint. This allowed for the cock to grow shrink and move with his leg without irritation and binding.

    As he lifted the adjusted his shorts he noticed that in the right front pocket was one of his garters. Leaning over he pulled the garter up his leg. He pushed back the right leg of his shorts and wrapped his manhood in the garter. Feeling more and more like himself as the dressing continued, he slowly realized that once again Jenkins had gone above and beyond the call of duty. He would have to remember to send Jenkins a bonus when he got back to the mainland. Smiling at himself in the mirror he caught a glimpse of his eyes and all the weight of the world instantly landed on his shoulders again.
     
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    Exiting from the bathroom had taken considerable will power seeing as the woman in the main room had an eye full of all of Tyler. Deciding that the worst was officially over he strode out of the bathroom, crossed the bedroom terrace, went down the steps and abruptly came to a stop. The table was set beautifully with a complete tropical arrangement of food. The woman had left along with the cart she had used to bring the food in on. As he took in the sight he relaxed and decided it was time to eat.

    TWENTY MINUTES LATER ...

    As he was finishing the last of the papaya, he heard another knock at the door. Feeling a touch more confident he got up from the table, placed his napkin down, and went to answer the door. Upon opening it another woman was standing there, but unlike the first one, she had a name tag. It read 'SueSue'. Looking puzzled he kept staring at the name tag, until the woman cleared her throat and Tyler instantly blushed from head to toe. Of course her name tag was pinned on top of her rather considerable bust. The woman probably thought that he was a complete pig, he quickly tried to fix the misunderstanding, "I'm sorry miss, but I was only perplexed by your name tag. Did they get put in the system wrong?"

    "Nope," replied the woman with a smile that lit up her face, "My name is actually SueSue. I'm named for my two great-aunts who were named Suzanne and Susan. My father thought it would be cute to name me after both and so as to not show preference he combined both names into my first name. So, SueSue Makena at your service," as she said this she held out her hand for Tyler to take. He instantly obliged her and even brought the hand up to his lips to kiss. It was then SueSue's turn to blush from head to toe.

    "Well what can I do for you?" asked Tyler.

    "Actually, that was what I was supposed to ask," she said, "I'm your personal concierge for the next two weeks." After seeing the confused look on Tyler's face she explained further. "Mr. Jenkins set this up so that you wouldn't spend any time thinking about work or trying to get yourself into trouble." She smiled one of her full face smiles at him.

    "Who am I to refuse such courteous service?" he asked in his most relaxed tone. Surprised that he was not more guarded with SueSue, Tyler smiled a full face smile too. Not having done that since he was dating Jessica, he felt really good. The smile filled his face, but did nothing to fix the dead look of his eyes. Whether she noticed or not SueSue moved on to the next topic.

    "Okay, well get your shoes and I'll take you on a tour of the hotel before we go on our first excursion."

    He did as he was told and slipped on a pair of loafers. Following her out of the suite and to the elevator Tyler couldn't help but notice that her rear end was as well proportioned as her front. The heart shaped ass was perfectly framed in her almost too short, shorts. Holding up her ass were two of the most perfectly tanned legs, and unlike most of the so called beautiful people, her legs were not pathetically skinny, but had just a hint of firmness. Tyler could not remember if he had ever truly met anyone with a perfect hourglass figure, but SueSue definitely fit the bill.

    As if she noticed that Tyler was admiring her ass, she shifted her weight back and forth to show off the complete package. The fabric of her shorts hugged perfectly to the contours of her body, so that everything was both covered and 'visible' at the same time. If the elevator did not arrive soon, Tyler was serious in danger of putting on his own show for SueSue. He cock began to elongate and thicken on its own accord. Pulling his legs together, he held the cock in place to prevent a 'tent' from forming. Just then the elevator chimed and the doors opened to save him from embarrassment.

    Both he and SueSue stepped into the elevator at the same time. He went to the back and sat slightly on the wooden handrail at the back. SueSue joined him and moved in a little closer that Tyler thought was truly necessary. Turning to smile up at him SueSue's left breast brushed the bare part of his arm. As she smiled at him he noticed that as she breathed her breast rubbed against him and he thought he could feel her nipple get harder through her shirt. Not wanting to look at it directly, he moved his arm a little bit and SueSue sighed in response then moved a little farther away so that she was no longer touching him.

    The elevator ride seemed to last quite a long time, but eventually they reached the lobby. SueSue indicated that he should follow her, but to be safe he walked a little faster so that he was more alongside her. The last thing he needed to was to give a lobby or even hotel full of people a gander at his overly large penis.

    Luckily during tour SueSue was so animated in telling him all about the resort amenities, that he barely had time to think about her and how embarrassed he would be to slip out of his shorts. Unfortunately, the end of the tour at the pool did not go as well. SueSue and he entered the pool area from the tropical aquarium section of the hotel, Tyler caught sight of someone on a chaise lounge that he would rather avoid. Unable to get SueSue's attention, he politely followed after her trying to avoid the gaze of 'that' person. A man existed the pool via the ladder in the side and SueSue stopped right in front of 'that' person to let the man pass. To Tyler's dismay the man went over to 'that' person and dripped on her. She instantly sat up and opened her eyes. Spying Tyler, her look of shock became one of glee.

    "Hello, Tyler," she said with an edge to her voice.

    "Hi Jessica," Tyler replied.

    "I see that you're doing well," she said. Tyler knew from previous experience that her tone of voice meant the exact opposite. "I'd like you to meet my husband, Jeffrey." Jeffrey, the man from the pool, walked over and shook hands with Tyler. The grip was slimly and cool, or at least that is what Tyler thought. "Jeffrey is a professional personal trainer. He knows all about the human body and what can a real man can do with it." As if to make a point of it Jeffrey showed off my tensing his body to make all of the muscles obviously apparent. He then removed his board shorts so that he was only in a red Speedo, the better to show off his powerful legs and his substantial package. "He is definitely all man, unlike some people who exaggerate their size by placing things in their pants."

    Tyler finally realized why Jessica had never wanted to sleep with him. She thought that his cock was small and he had stuffed his pants to make himself fell better. He guessed that impression could be received, since his cock took a long time to fully get hard. The squishiness in his pants would seem like his cock was smaller and that he had put a semi-ridged object in his pants. Boy was Jessica wrong. "Some men are just so large that it takes a while to get a sense of their size, my dear Jessica." In response, Jessica laughed, then pulled her husband down on top of her by his dick. Making out right there was going to be a punishment for talking back.

    SueSue saw that Tyler was in distress and made an excuse about continuing the tour. Once they were out of the pool area, she asked him about the woman at the pool. He started to explain the whole said story of his life to this point, but instead he said he just wanted to go lay down for a bit. SueSue acquiesced to his request and led him back to the lobby. She pressed the button to summon the elevator. Once it arrived she followed him inside, removed a room key from her pocket and placed it in the provided slot in the control panel. Pressing the button for the penthouse suite, she moved back to where Tyler was standing and placed her arm though his.

    Looking down at her puzzled he started to ask what she was doing, but she just put a finger to his lips. They rose up in silence, but this time the ride took almost no time. The doors opened to his private lobby and he turned to bid her good day, but once again she put her finger to his lips. Pulling him toward the suite, she unlocked the door and led him inside.

    Once inside he noticed that there was a massage table in the middle of the room. SueSue indicated that he should get on the table and made a visible sign of covering her eyes with her hands. Giving up Tyler decided that a massage was probably a good thing at that point. He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and hung it on the back of a nearby chair. Undoing the button and zipper on his shorts he let them drop to the ground. As he bent down to pick up the shorts he removed the garter around his cock and placed it in the right front pocket of his shorts.

    Moving over to the table he climbed up onto the table and rolled onto his stomach. Deciding that he would be modest, he pulled his cock up so that he was laying on it instead of pushing it between his legs. This was slightly uncomfortable, but better that SueSue being freaked out by his huge manhood. Why do I care so much about a woman I only just met? he wondered, but dismissed the thought. He cleared his throat and let her know that he was ready.
     
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