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CHAPTER ELEVEN THE HIDDEN GAY CRUSH LOVER. Anslem had barely settled down for the night after the romantic encounter with uncle Joe in the staff office. His hidden sexual desires has been quenched to an extent as he now felt relieved. He couldn't really imagine how his gay sexual desires has increased all of a sudden. What he hated he now found himself loving. Anslem who had once hated the horrible few times where he saw his Dad and his gay friends having intense sex. But now he is growing up to becoming a pro who is becoming addicted to gay lover's.

"Do you enjoy being called that way...when you...when you—" "Have sex?" I pursed my lips, nodding. This conversation was strangely awkward. I shouldn't have started it. "I enjoy connecting with my lover, in every way possible. Names, and roles—they're just facets of the intimacy. What matters most is the trust and understanding between the two. The role play was enjoyable, arousing even. I love control. It gives me more pleasure in bed." I felt a warmth spreading through me, replacing the awkwardness with a sense of relief. "Caroline and I had our moments, but they were different. What I want is beyond roles and expectations," he continued, watching me like he wanted to devour me again.

Not yet anyway. We did figure out that we didn’t feel we were gay since we thought a guy kissing a guy was too gross as was oral sex with a guy. Romance we also put in that same boat. Butt sex on the other hand could be thought of as a valid substitute for cunt sex. So we decided that at the most, it would be bi for straight guys to do it.

Every step sent a fresh throb through his wrecked hole—pain and an unsettling, addictive fullness mixing together. Jax’s hand stayed firm on the back of his neck, guiding him like a disobedient pet. The quarterback’s cock, still semi-hard and glistening with their combined fluids, swung heavily between his muscular legs with each confident stride. “You thought just one load would be enough?” Jax’s voice was low, amused, dripping with dark satisfaction. “I saw the way you stared the second you walked in here, freshmeat. Eyes locked on my dick like it was the only thing in the world. Don’t pretend you weren’t begging for this.”

And therein ceased all other outside thought. Harlan and I were new lovers living in a small town and with my old lover flying in from the Bay, it was clear we had to take advantage of this opportunity. It’s not every day that a femme like myself has the chance at such a hot threesome, given the size of our incredibly small queer community. So we had T.J. meet us out at a bar, and though there were few words between them other than the obligatory introductions, I could tell the night was going to smile upon us. The three of us made our way silently and swiftly over to my place where I led them each by the hand into my bedroom. It took no time at all for the ravaging to begin.

/LUKE/ I sat on the edge of my small bed, staring at the walls. It had been three days since I left Chase’s luxury apartment, and I had finally stopped trying to lie to myself. I wasn't gay—I still liked girls—but I had officially experienced what I could only call a hole awakening. I wanted Chase’s dick. More than that, I wanted to feel the weight of his balls slapping violently against my ass cheeks just like I had seen in his bedroom.

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"I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel." "No contemporary BDSM books, no how-tos, nothing like that?" Sam inquired. "No. That was pretty much it," I replied. "Did your wife have a safe word?" Brianna asked. "Yes. I figured there had to be some way for Julia to opt out of her slavery if the reality wasn't meeting her expectations," I answered. "With the exception of the John Norman Gor novel, all of the romances were by women authors? In none of the reverse harem books, the multiple men were ever upset or jealous at having to share their woman?" Sam asked again.

Inside the box, there were several letters, bound together by a leather strap. Liam and Penelope sat in silence as they sifted through the stack of letters, their eyes scanning each page for any relevant information. The tension in the room was palpable as if the weight of the world rested on their shoulders. As Liam read through one of the letters, he furrowed his brow in concentration. It was from his great-great-grand uncle, and it contained a secret that had been kept hidden for generations. "He was cheating on his werewolf girlfriend," Liam muttered under his breath. "And that's not all. He was also plotting ways to destroy the werewolves because he believed they were not meant to exist

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.