B-gay Novels & Stories

“Don’t joke around this time, Angelito, because I will teach you a lesson if you will—“ “I’m gay, Papá.” Barbie’s heart skipped a beat when Don Angelito uttered the words she eluded all this time. Nonetheless, she had a particular part where Barbie’s so proud that Angelito finally spoke for himself and free himself. His father holds his forehead and throws all the paper again. He stands up and clutches his hands-on Angelito’s collar since he’s puzzled by what he meant. “What did you say?!” “I’m gay, Papá, and if you can’t take it…. please sign the disownment now. I cannot lie to you anymore. Papá, let me live my life like what I envisage it to be—“

While Merry and I get the bacon ready, Gael beats the eggs before straining the oil from the potatoes and onions and mixing the whole thing together. “So, did you guys always know that you were bisexual?” Merry asks. “Si,” Gael says matter-of-factly. I’ve always admired his easygoing attitude about his sexuality. Not that my family ever said anything about mine. They honestly were happy that I was happy. But I had bowed to society’s feelings about bisexuality in men. I buried it as deeply as I could.

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"I still can't believe that bae is your daughter." "Don't call my daughter a bae. I don't want you tainting her with your sapphic ways," Grey spat out, his voice venomous. Kaitlyn smirked, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I think the word you're going for is lesbian, old man. And I assure you, your daughter has already been tainted – but not by me." Grey's face turned beet red with rage, and he made a move to leave his chair, but before he could take a step, the door burst open with a flourish.

Scott Baker, sex therapist, member of that well known professional body, BIST. Bryony could not believe what she was hearing, and shrieked, "Holy fuck! No way! Is he actually serious, Jules?" Her partner nodded in confirmation. "Hold on a minute," Bryony said, "what about men? Is our Scott going to turn gay?"

People seemed to equate lack of money with lack of human feeling. If you're poor you were to be treated like trash. Gary Willoughby was the worse sort of asshole when it came to that offense. I don't think he even knew what me or anyone else in my family looked like for that matter and my mother and father had worked for him for years before dad died.

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

Maybe I should find out if I’m actually gay and like men or Im just confused. And then I thought about something. Am I actually gay? Or am I just attracted to Mason Grey

He continued as everyone was patient to hear him speak. “The word gay simply means a man who could be a mature adult, a young adult or possibly a child is romantically or sexually attracted to the same sex of its kind” “Simply put, a gay is a man loving and having romantic moments which includes sex with a fellow man like himself. “ He explained as he held his breath back, paused for a moment and continued. “What happened during gay sex?." He asked the thousand of followers as he cleared off his throat to give a proper explanation.

He points out and I can see the look of conflict in his eyes, like he’s struggling with something. “Sexuality doesn't matter.” I say with a light shrug of my shoulders. Olga, Kuzma, Ilya, and probably Irina know that I also fuck men and women. I’m Bi and I enjoy and like being that, so why does it matter if anyone frowns upon it?