Best Gay Smut Books Novels & Stories

“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.”

I wouldn’t know since I haven’t had any experience, the urge to tell him nips at me that this is like my first. But I don’t want to ruin the mood with my inexperience but am sure he wouldn’t care if I interrupt him either but then my embarrassing non existent sex Life seems to have catch up on me. It’s going to be fine! Smut books aren’t that far off from the truth, because at the end of the day… They do always fit inside!

He reached around and turned the faucet on, filling the sink with warm water. He grabbed a bottle of expensive, slippery bath oil from the counter and poured it over my breasts. I gasped. He used his palms to rub it in, his hands sliding over my full curves. It felt incredible, slick, messy, and so sensitive. My nipples were like stones under his touch. "Look at yourself," he commanded, his voice vibrating against my spine. I looked into the foggy mirror. I could see the outlines of his dark, muscular shape behind my pale, oiled-up body. He reached down and guided my hand to my own pussy. I was soaking wet, the oil from my stomach dripping down to join my own natural juices.

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

I could see the delicate ink lines of leaves and petals while Professor Grant Hale fucked me with slow, punishing precision over the very table where I had spent years handling irreplaceable paper with gloved hands. He kept the pace deliberate. Almost all the way out, then a long, thick slide home that forced the air from my lungs. The wet sound of it was obscene in the quiet special-collections room. My thighs trembled. The blotter beneath my stomach was already dark with the evidence of how hard I had come against his mouth. Now fresh slick gathered with every stroke, making the drag of his cock even smoother, even deeper. “You take me so well when you’re quiet,” he murmured, voice still l

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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'm so hard. Nobody will know if I watch gay porn. Nobody will know. I try to convince myself I will fucking know. Me. I'm not a fucking fa- I catch myself mid-thought. This is why Jay and Blake hate me now. Don't be a fucking bigot Louis, I tell myself. I look at the gay tab again and on an impulsive thought, click on it. The website loads to the gay content. My dick throbs in anticipation I scroll, looking at the thumbnails. A lot of it is the same as straight porn. Blowjobs... handjobs... fucking...