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His eyes traced the used condoms on the floor, the used condoms that were used on him. Hayden's right hand made its way to his hair. His heart began to beat faster as he slowly tried to arrange his thoughts. He disliked gays ever since that incident, but how come he wasn't disgusted by Zenos's? Don't tell him that he wasn't straight from the beginning. No, he shook his head and cleaned his tears. Last night he still felt irritated by a man who was trying to seduce him, so how come? He soon stood up while ignoring his throbbing and painful behind, but it still hurt like hell. He could hardly walk. That man really ate him dry! He thought in anger.

His thoughts of what could become of their little hookup were disrupted when Toussaint dropped him on the queen-sized bed where he claimed Jace’s sore lips without mercy. The kiss wasn’t harsh; no. It was simply lustful and beautiful. Toussaint was like a beast with an insatiable desire and Jace was willing to be his prey. They could never get enough of each other. Jace gave in to the pleasure as their tongues clashed, their body melding into one as sweat and cum and sex lingered thickly in the air. Toussaint broke the kiss abruptly and reached for the nearest drawer on his left, his hot gaze never leaving Jace. He pulled out a lube and condoms; the latter he tossed on the bedside table as h

He spreads me wide, eyes locked on mine as his tongue licks a slow, deliberate path up my center. I cry out, my hips bucking. He pins me down, devouring me—long licks, then focused flicks on my clit, two fingers sliding inside to curl perfectly. The cabana fills with wet sounds and my gasps. He brings me to the edge fast, then slows, edging me until I’m writhing, begging. “Gabriel—please—” He rises, positioning himself at my entrance. The head of his cock teases my folds, coating himself in my wetness.

I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

Richard let out a raw, guttural roar, his body stiffening as he buried himself to the hilt, pouring a fresh wave of heat deep inside me. He stayed there for a long time, his weight pinning me to the bed, his heart thudding against my shoulder blades. He didn't pull away immediately; he stayed buried inside, pulsing, making me feel every dying twitch of his release. The room was silent again, but the air felt different. The "Human Messy" truth had finally settled in: I wasn't just a widow. I was the prize in a game I didn't yet understand. Richard finally pulled out and stood up, but as he reached for the last of his cloth on the bed , he stopped. He looked at the door, the one that was still

Alex's hands roamed over my skin, his touch gentle yet possessive. The room was filled with the heady scent of sweat and sex, a potent mixture that only served to heighten my arousal. I could feel my body responding eagerly to their intimate caresses, my every nerve ending on fire with need. As Alex continued to thrust deeper into me, I couldn’t help but marvel at how good it felt to be utterly consumed by pleasure. I had always been curious about gay sex, but nothing could have prepared me for the intensity of it all. From watching them fuck to both of them fucking me, it was heaven.

This book is intentionally divided into two parts. Part One — The Daddy Diaries contains 67 chapters focused on consensual power exchange between adults, including traditional Daddy kink (DDLG) as well as reverse or gender-flipped dynamics (MMLG), where roles are chosen freely. Part Two marks the beginning of All Yours as a broader erotica collection. These stories explore different fantasies, taboos, and power dynamics, all centered on desire, control, consent, and obsession. If Daddy kink or role-reversal dynamics are your preference, Part One offers a complete experience.

That one finger that had penetrated me was now joined with another and his thumb was now circling my clit, while I stood there and took this pleasurable abuse from my own stepbrother, Gabriel. “Oh my god, were a woman in a past life?” He knew exactly what he was doing. He was touching on my G spot, which was not something that any man could easily do. “Damn it, you’re making it very hard to resist you… Jesus… Oh yeah, right there… Yes, right there… AHHHHHHH.” We were both semi dressed and he had just made me cum all over his fingers and the inside of my shorts. I was just glad that I was wearing my black ones, because the white ones would’ve shown the obvious evidence of what we had done tog

"Wait..I never asked you to be gay" "Well,that's what I'm gonna be. Gay" Scott said excitedly. "You can't just decide to be gay, can you even like a boy. You find it hard to like anybody. Then a boy? I'm in no mood for jokes" Jackson said as he poured himself another glass. "Ohh.. Jackson,dare me" Scott said determined. "Okay, we'll do it like this. I'll set you up with a gay friend of mine. You guys will met up at the hotel tomorrow night. Are you still up for the task?" Jackson smirked.