Best Gay Love Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Oh, I know that feeling all too well. “That’s either love … or a panic attack,” Axel moans quietly. “Probably love,” Jesse says, raising his can. “But there’s a difference between horny love and real love.” I wonder if gay men fall the same way as straight men. “I fell in love last night … and I probably will again tomorrow.” I roll my eyes. He’s such an ass chaser. “But it’s just hormones.”

He made a low, approving sound in his throat. “Such a good girl,” he murmured. “So wet for me already.” Then his fingers slipped beneath the lace. He didn’t rush. He stroked along her folds, slow and teasing, gathering her slickness on his fingertips before circling her clit with the lightest pressure. Once. Twice. Then firmer. Steady. Relentless. Bria’s voice cracked. The words blurred on the page. “…Catherine and Heathcliff are bound by something darker than love, something that—”

“At that time, before committing suicide, Juliet asked God that she and Romeo could be reincarnated to continue their love story. But unfortunately, Juliet forgot to specify their gender, so in the end, they were both reincarnated into the bodies of two men.” Jeff, Cylo, and Ivo immediately lost interest in listening to this nonsensical story. “But because of their strong love, they stayed together. They became a gay couple who took care of each other. The end!” Law ended his story with satisfaction. “SINCE WHEN DID THE STORY BECOME LIKE THAT?! YOU BASTARD!” shouted Ivo, making Law laugh with satisfaction. Jeff and Cylo, who were sitting together, were also entertained by Law's story. They w

we moaned together in sync, our loud voices mixed with the scent of smoke filling the atmosphere. She held my shoulders for support and continued moving her waist backwards, the more she moved the more the momentum built up and the more an amazing sensation built up inside of me. Her insides were soft and dripping, and even tighter than her pussy and I felt it expand when she moved her waist, there was something definitely different from fucking her pussy. My body was shaking, I was losing control with the way she was bouncing on my dick. Today I understood exactly why some men are gay. Ass hole is a bit nicer to fuck than pussy.

"Fuck me harder. Please, give it to me deep. You feel so much better than her." My stomach dropped. The heat made the betrayal hit ten times worse. Slick gushed down my legs while disgust and rage boiled in my chest. My boyfriend was gay, or at least into men, and he was letting my own twin brother rail him raw in their shared living room. Kane pushed back greedily, begging for more, his voice breaking on every thrust. They did not notice me at first. When my brother finally looked up and froze mid-stroke, Kane's eyes snapped open. He saw me standing there. His face drained of color, but his cock stayed rock hard, glistening.

Today is 23/9/2024. I know it's been long since my diary has been updated. But I had to record this important landmark of my life, and I thought I couldn't tell anyone than to save it in my diary. So diary, this a brief story of how I became gay that I haven't recorded here. It happen only a few months ago so I’m still trying to get use to being attracted to dicks and balls. But one thing is for sure, that I guess I have talked about before which — I love cocks. Up until I moved to Springfield, I have always had women and never thought I would turn to the other side.

My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years. “But Jamie…” Lena said quietly, kissing my forehead, “this can’t be a one-time thing. I’m going to keep fucking you. Even if it means sneaking around behind my sister’s back.” I looked up at her, heart racing. “I don’t want it to be one time either,” I admitted. Lena smiled wickedly and slid her hand between my legs again, gently rubbing my oversensitive clit. “Good. Because I’m far from finished with you tonight…”

“Look at you moaning like a whore. Bet you touch yourself thinking about guys like me, don’t you? Late at night in your dorm, fingering your own ass while pretending you’re straight.” Alex shook his head weakly, but the denial died in his throat as Jax plunged three fingers deep, pumping them hard while sucking him again. The freshman’s back arched off the bench, a broken sob escaping him as orgasm crashed over him without warning. He came hard down Jax’s throat, hips jerking erratically. Jax swallowed every drop, milking him dry before pulling back with a satisfied smirk.

She never thought of having a love story but she had such strange love story. Has she ever thought of meeting Gavin again? No, she never thought that Gavin even remember her but it seemed like he remembered her more than she remembered him. It started with a be my boyfriend but it ended up Will you be my wife. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l*

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”