Braxton Stone Gay Porn Novels & Stories

That is the last thing I want to do; I need to throw ice over that man. “Not going to happen. I’ll be bringing my chastity belt.” I hear him guffaw. “I’ll bite it off with my teeth.” He retorts back. Okay, so why the hell does that make me go all warm and fuzzy and send tingles up and down my spine? The image of Alex Stone on his knees in front of me, with his head so close to my pussy sends a shockwave through my body. Fuck I am in so much trouble. BIG FUCKING TROUBLE.

Anthony whispered in my ear as his hands groped my breasts. "Fuck, I can't wait to get you back to the hotel room," Connor mumbled against my skin as he kissed my neck. Dustin reached his hand up my skirt, massaging me through my panties, making the vibrator hit my g-spot, nearly making me scream in ecstasy. Brandon however watched as his brothers teased my trembling body, looking over to see how much longer we had before we reached our destination.

Brax laughed loudly, "I thought you didn’t want to know!" "Sorry." Brax shrugged his shoulders and seemed more at ease talking about his sex life than his feelings. "I am willing to try anything once. Well, not anything. I don’t do poo or pee sex." "What?!" I shouted. "People do that?" "So innocent. It's called a golden shower and scat." Brax shuddered, "Just the word alone, scat. Yeah, it’s not for me. But I have tried most other things. I figure if I’m going to do it to others, I should know what it feels like, right? It’s all about exploring your needs and wants. I am sure you and Darian have been exploring a lot too."

Warning: This is GAY sex story, please skip it if you are not into LGBT content. "Oh God! Professor Cross! Please!" Peter's desperate cry echoed through the locked office as Professor Damien Cross pounded into his ass with relentless precision. Peter was bent over the massive oak desk, his pants around his ankles, his shirt pushed up, completely exposed and vulnerable. And he'd never felt more alive. Damien's fourteen-inch cock stretched him impossibly wide, filling him so completely that Peter could feel it in his stomach. Each brutal thrust pushed Peter forward on the desk, papers scattering to the floor, the wood creaking under their combined weight.

“Good. Now turn around.” Shakily, Bryan did as ordered and tensed up when something hard began to poke him in his orifice. With a rough thrust into the boy, Leo broke his sphincter and began to fuck the weeping boy against the wall. “Please, sir,” begged Bryan, “I'm not gay. I'm not gay.” He would always regret this day. Why hadn't he just wait for the next day for his phone? Now he was in trouble because of it. Leo chuckled at those words from Bryan. “Not gay but I see you checking out Ronan all the time.”

Mom, Brianna, Jordan occasionally took breaks, but the guys mostly kept them with their legs spread, they were getting plenty of cock. "I added Brianna’s videos to my website and asked who wants to fuck this whore? She is available for fucking anytime you want, I must be there to video, I am the only one that will take photos or videos. I said Brianna is going to be in the alley by 1st and 15th streets in tiny black leather shorts and short black top, she will be standing by a navy sedan.

I could feel my wetness growing. My body arched slightly as his finger circled my clit, teasing me. I was on the edge, desperate for more, but he took his time. He finally started moving, and I moaned, my hips thrusting forward, seeking more of his touch. He added another finger, stretching me, and I felt my walls clench around him, desperate for release. I was really letting my step brother touch me this way again. Brandon's fingers worked their magic, pumping in and out, hitting all the right spots. His thumb continued to circle my clit, sending me into a frenzy. I was lost in a haze of pleasure as my body began trembling, and my breath came in short gasps.

"Yes." "Tell me whose you are." "Yours." "Again." "Yours." Damien started to move. Slow at first. He set a rhythm that felt like a conversation. Ethan answered with sounds he could not stifle. He babbled please without meaning to. He said yes over and over. Damien shifted his hips and found the spot that made Ethan see a flash of white behind his eyes. Damien did it again. He did it again until Ethan was moaning into the desk and pushing back and not embarrassed anymore.

Triple-stuffed, her body convulsed in dirty ecstasy. “Take the triple, you insatiable whore… dildo in your mouth, cocks in your pussy and ass, filling you completely, fucking you until you cum again,” Stefan growled. The room reeked of pure sex, moans echoing off the marble walls, the mirrors reflecting the depravity: Pathy in the middle, cocks sliding in and out, fluids flying everywhere.

I was going to be safe, but I was going to be brave. I wanted to be perfect for him. I needed to show him I was serious, that this wasn't just a game to me. I opened a private browser and found a sex toy website. I felt my cheeks get warm as I looked at the things they sold. I needed things that would show him I was ready for his kind of play. I found a section for anal training and saw a big plug made of black silicone. It was bigger than I thought I could ever take, but I wanted to be ready for him, ready for anything he might want to do.