All Chapters of Burning Desires: (25 Gay Short Stories) : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 4: Waking Up Leaking Connor’s Thick Loads Like a Used Roommate Slut The room was still a sauna when I finally opened my eyes. Sunlight leaked through the blinds, hot and bright, but the AC was still dead. Sweat covered every inch of me. My hole felt wrecked — sore, puffy, and so full I could feel Connor’s cum sloshing deep inside with every tiny shift of my body. He was still on top of me, heavy and warm, his thick cock half-soft but still buried in my sloppy ass. Our bodies were glued together with dried sweat and fresh cum. My chest and stomach were painted with my own loads from last night, now sticky and crusty. Connor’s heavy balls rested against my ass, warm and full again like he’d never emptied them. I squeezed around him on purpose and felt more of his thick seed leak out around his shaft, warm and wet, running down my crack onto the soaked sheets. The nasty squelch made my spent cock twitch against my belly. Connor stirred, groaning low as he woke up. He didn’t p

Chapter 2: Cables Tight Around My Wrists While Ryan’s Fat Cock Teases My Greedy Hole I couldn’t hold it back anymore. My voice came out shaky and slutty, echoing over the constant hum of the servers. “I want it, Ryan. Fuck… I want my IT guy to wreck this hole right here against the servers. Please. Use me.” Ryan’s grin turned dark and hungry. He yanked my slacks and boxers down in one rough pull, letting them drop to my ankles. My cock sprang free, rock hard and dripping, slapping against the console desk. Cool air from the fans hit my bare ass but the room still felt like an oven, sweat already rolling down my crack. “Fuck, look at that,” Ryan growled, stepping back just enough to stare. “Pretty coworker ass all smooth and waiting. Hole twitching like it knows it’s about to get owned.” He kicked my legs wider apart, making me bend deeper over the desk. Then he reached into his tool bag and pulled out a couple of spare network cables, thick black ones, still coiled tight. My heart

Chapter 4: Ryan’s Second Load Flooding My Wrecked Hole Before We Leave the Server Room Ryan didn’t give me time to catch my breath. He spun me around again, my wrists still tied tight behind my back with the black cables. The warm metal of the server rack pressed against my sweaty chest as he shoved me forward, bending me over one of the lower units. My cock, still half-hard and dripping from my orgasm, rubbed against the hot metal while fresh cum leaked down the inside of my thighs in thick, sticky trails. “Ass up higher,” he growled, slapping my right cheek hard. The crack echoed through the small room, mixing with the constant hum of the fans. I pushed my ass back obediently, legs spread wide, hole gaping and sloppy from his first massive load. More of his cum bubbled out and ran down my balls, dripping onto the floor in wet plops. Ryan stepped up behind me, his thick cock still rock hard and shiny with our mess. He rubbed the fat head up and down my crack, spreading the leaking

Chapter 2: Handsy Sunset Tease and Risky Public Strokes The hidden spot behind the tall dune felt like their own private world, cut off from the rest of the beach. The waves crashed steadily in the distance, but the only sound that mattered was the heavy breathing between Jake and Kai. Sand still warm from the day pressed against Jake’s back as Kai pinned him there, one thick thigh shoved between his legs, grinding hard against the tent in his shorts. Kai’s hand stayed inside Jake’s shorts, wrapped tight around his bare cock. He stroked slow and deliberate, thumb swirling over the leaking head, spreading the slick precum all over the sensitive skin. Jake’s hips bucked forward on their own, chasing the rough pleasure. “Fuck, you’re dripping already,” Kai muttered, voice low and filthy against Jake’s ear. His breath was hot, carrying the salty scent of the ocean and pure male sweat. “Leaking like a desperate slut for a stranger’s hand. How long have you been hard thinking about me wa

Chapter 4: Vacation Ends But the Obsessive Numbers Promise More The walk back along the dark beach felt surreal. Jake’s legs were shaky, every step making Kai’s thick load shift deep inside his wrecked hole. Warm cum leaked steadily from his stretched rim, soaking into his shorts and running down the inside of his thighs in sticky trails. The gritty sand stuck to the mess, turning everything filthy and uncomfortable in the best way. Kai walked close beside him, one possessive arm slung around Jake’s waist, fingers occasionally dipping under the waistband to tease the leaking hole or squeeze his ass cheek. His touch never left Jake’s body, like he couldn’t stop claiming him even after pulling out. “Feel that dripping down your leg?” Kai murmured, voice low and rough as they passed a few distant couples on the beach. “That’s my cum marking you. Every step you take tonight, you’ll remember how hard I fucked you in the sand.” Jake’s face burned, cock twitching again despite having cum