Best Gay Short Stories To Read นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"The only person who wanted me as his sex slave is the High priest!! What do you think that special gift means for some of us who turn 21, huh you don't know do you!!.....They force us to have sex with them and then tell us that now we are finally a real woman or man!.....it's disgusting Mark and wrong, it's rape!!! That's why i run and they man I'm with keeps me save and love me for who i am and i love him for who he is so don't talk bad about my man Mark because you are not half a man he is!! Now leave me alone!!" I cut the call falling down in the sand sobbing about the loss of my old friend!. Suddenly i feel a pair of strong arms picking me up bridal style and walking me back to the hous

“Only the ones who make me this wet just from stretching. And yeah—you're doing that. My shorts are soaked through.” Jake's eyes dropped to my mouth, then lower. He laughed—short, surprised. “Damn. Straight to it.” Alex's fingers dipped lower, brushing the top of my ass. “We don't play coy. We're dating, live together, but we're open. We like sharing. No jealousy. Just good fucking.” Jake glanced between us, processing. “So you're… what, looking for a third?” “Exactly,” I said, voice dropping. “We both like cock. We both love watching the other take it. Threesomes get us off hard—kinky shit too if everyone's down. You look like you could keep up.”

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I sighed contentedly and my thoughts drifted pleasurably to my buddy Elijah. He wanted to fuck me huh? I wasn't too sure about that. I liked what we had. Fucking? That was a bit of a bridge. Not that I didn't want it. You don't suck on a cock like Elijah's for months without occasionally fantasising... ——— "You ever let a mostly straight friend fuck you?" I sat next to Bailey on his cigarette break at work. Bailey spluttered all over me. "Yeah." He said eventually. "I think that's a trap all gay men fall into." He winced as he looked at me. "He'll never love you."

"Aren't you curious? Just come over here real fast and take a glance at them. Trust me, you are going to be impressed when you see them." "No Barry," I said uncomfortably. "Don't you think this is getting kind of gay? I mean, I am straight, I don't want to go over there and stare at your..." I choked up a little bit and continued. "Ugh, big... balls." "Nonsense!" Barry declared. "You watch pornos, right? Well, sometimes you look at other guys' balls. It is no big deal. I am not asking you to take a look at them because you love balls. I just want you to have an appreciation for how big these are." Barry turned off the water to the shower. "Look, don't worry about getting in here naked, I am

Arriving in Surabaya, we rested at a cafe. There the LGBT Gang asked me to tell another story. And coincidentally, they asked me to talk about sex. "Tell me everything you know about sex," Leah said. "Yes, Lang, we want to know," said Gary. “We want to hear it,” said Tiffany to which Brittany agreed. I just had a dream about a prostitute, and now I've been asked what I know about sex. "Okay," I agreed.

Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out. “He won’t be interested in you like that, Maya,” she said softly but firmly, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb circled my clit. “Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.”

The Italian rolled off his tongue so easily and the goosebumps spread across my arms and up the back of my neck so fast it startled me. The cold office suddenly felt several degrees too warm. "What does that mean?" I whispered before I could stop myself. "Why don't you come to my office right now and take my cock into that sweet little mouth of yours. Maybe then I'll tell you what it means." His voice rasped hotly. My breath hitched. Hot heat rushed between my legs immediately and crossing them tighter right now was not helping in the slightest. "Why don't you go pay a sex worker to come suck your cock day and night,