Best Gay Smut Books Novels & Stories

His chest pressed against my back, one hand gripping my hip, the other braced on the shelf above my head. He started moving. Hard, fast thrusts that rocked me against the books. The shelf creaked softly with every slam. I pushed back to meet him, needing more. The wet sound of our bodies filled the small space between the stacks. “Quiet, baby,” he reminded me, but his pace didn’t slow. “They might still be upstairs.” I nodded, moaning into my arm. Each thrust hit deep, sending sparks through me. His free hand slid around to rub my clit in rough circles. The double sensation made my knees weak.

“Please let me." "Beg better," he sneered. He reached around my body in order to stroke my cock once. And then, he stopped. "Please Sir! I am your slut. I will do anything if you just let me cum." He groaned and fucked my ass even harder with much zeal. "Cum then,” he groaned. “You should really cum on the sheets like a good boy." Those words drove me right over ethe edge. And the orgasm hit me like a wave—billows and billows.

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

He gave it a few light kisses and brought his hand to my neck, making sure my lips were in the right position. The soft pressure of his lips on mine was the kind that spoke of curiosity and exploration rather than passion and urgency. Time stood still as we savored the taste of our lips. The sensation of his bare skin on mine, and his d**k rubbing my p**sy was unexplainable. His hands on my neck moved down to my a*s. He gave it a little squeeze before gently pushing my hips forward, causing his tip to effortlessly slide into my wet p**sy. Leaving it fixed at that point, he sucked my neck passionately.

His fingers found its way to my opening and plunged in without warning; two fingers, then three, stretching me roughly while his thumb flicked my clit. I cried out, arching my back to meet his pace. “Think you can tease me?” He growled against my skin. “You think you can spread this slutty little cunt and I’ll just sit there like a good gay brother?” He pulled his fingers out, earning a pleading whimper from me. He yanked his sweatpants lower, cock springing free; it was way thicker than I remembered, pre cum beading at the slit. He smeared it over my folds, merging it with my own wetness.

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

"I need the sexiest romance book you've got—full-on penetration and the dirtiest sex ever." The man licks his lips, swallowing before seeming to open a secret drawer underneath his desk. "I know what you need; this book is named, 'My naughty CEO boss and his enormous cock,' and it's everything you're searching for, my friend." I smile. "How much?" Two minutes later, I hurry to leave the bookstore. I ended up buying the goddamn book and some other dirty novels to keep me up all night while masturbating. These books will surely keep me from trying to straddle Hayden.