Chubby Gay Novels & Stories

“No man will ever want a fat waste like you!” Betty’s mother's voice echoed. Betty Thompson had just one job, dress the bride, get paid, and go home. She didn’t expect to fall on her face and get humiliated for being plus sized. She didn't expect the bride to disappear before the vows. And she definitely didn't expect Kelvin Kosh, the coldest, richest, most terrifying man in the city to grab her waist, kiss her in front of everyone, and say four words that changed her life forever. "She is my bride.” Kelvin needed a wife for a year to secure his company while his deteriorating health a secret. Now Betty was trapped in a loveless marriage and in-laws who looked at her like she

he said, "You made $200M in projects in crop top. In mansion you made $120M. Where you want honeymoon tomorrow?" I looked at my mom window 4th floor, at Lily on gate, at mango bump 14 weeks 2 days, at blue deflated balloon evidence. "Here," I said. "Bronx is honeymoon. Because queen was born here. Long first was born in mansion. Chubby queen was born here." Phone off now. Blue deflated balloon in black bag for lawyer — same black bag as Long case, four evidences now five with blue balloon. Tomorrow 14 weeks 3 days. Still Bronx. Still crop top. Chubby queen first. Always chubby queen

''garry ,you have not sucked /licked my cunt [garry] i don't do it of a prostitute [lousie]but i am your [garry]shut up and enjoy my penis .'' I am fucking her cunt and she is moving her bum fastly.my penis is rock hard and she is screaming in joy ..........''but garry ,i am the manager of spa ,no one chose me for sex [garry]but i have chosed you due to your hot body and sexual exp. [lousie]nice ,but i am here to make money and never have sex with otherone

For I know that gays want to be skinny, or mayhap just half of the population. “Earth to Adelaide, what? Did you not sleep well? You’re too spaced out, okay to calm your tits gays do get work up as well depending on the situation and perhaps to whom they are together with. But if you are asking about me, what happened yesterday were just because of my hormones. It doesn’t mean anything, so will you stop checking me out?”

Ken said as if he was shaking and then I felt him squeeze my elbow and I moaned because of that. I'm just going to call you wifey and then I'm still holding back, you're really annoying Ken, no, you've really elbowed me. "Any mister there will not agree to ask for their wife's number, especially from a man we don't know well yet." What's up with you hubby? I think you're addicted! Are you sniffing now huh? "A-Ah, go ahead, it's okay if you can't." Ken started walking. I looked at Ken, Ken who is gay.

I ignored that question. Once I settled in the room I had booked, I swung my laptop open. The gigolo website I found was called something vulgar that I will not be repeating out loud. The profiles were surprisingly organized. I scrolled with a determined, slightly crazy energy, looking for the right man. I didn't bother to check their pictures, because I didn't want to be too choosy. I just needed a good fuck for the night. "Good." I murmured as I sent the request, paid the deposit, and then sat back and waited.

"Naalala ko ang kwento ni Lola Carmen tungkol sa'yo noong bata ka pa. Medyo may pagkamaton daw ang galaw mo at madalas ang mga kabarkada ay lalaki kaya natakot siyang baka maging tibo ka. Pinipilit ka niyang pasuotin ng bestida upang matanim sa isip mo na babae ka at balang araw ay magdadalaga. Pero kahit dalagita ka na'y sobrang bubbly mo pa ring kumilos. Hyper na hyper kaya lagi niyang ipinagdadasal na sana’y magbago ka. Na sana maging mahinhin ka na binibini at marunong gumalaw ng pino. Kaya lihim siyang nagpasalamat nang pumasok ka sa pagiging modelo dahil naging dalaga na ang mga kilos mo. Pero ang pagiging bubbly mo ang nagustuhan ko. Iyong tumatawid ka sa pilapil ng palayan ng walang

“What’s gay supposed to look like?” My face burns. “I don’t know, man. I just meant… you seem really…” “Masculine?” He grins. “Yeah, I get that a lot. Newsflash: gay guys can be masculine too. I like hard cocks. I like fucking a hairy ass. Is that gay enough for you?” Jesus, this guy is direct. “Y-yeah, no, of course. Sorry.” The guy laughs, closes his locker, and then holds out his hand.

Harvey shrugs. Eden chuckles and orders his coffee before he takes a seat next to his boss. "Someone is overconfident," "Better be confident than scared," Harvey winks at him, "So, is Kian coming to the party tonight?" Eden shakes his head, "He can't. He said he's busy tonight," "Busy with some boyfriend?" Harvey smirks, and Eden looks at him with confusion, "How do you know?" "What? That he's gay?" Harvey laughs and puts his arm around Eden's shoulders, "There's something special we gay people have. It's called a gaydar," he whispers to him, sending shivers down his spine.

Taking the opportunity, I slipped my finger into his ass, and he jerked, pulling away. Panting, his gaze locked onto mine. “I need you to relax, baby. I need to loosen you up so it doesn’t hurt when I’m inside you.” He bit his bottom lip, and I swear my erection doubled. “Shouldn’t you use lube?” “Yeah, but we don’t have any, and it’s going to be really painful if we don’t…” “I have some,” he replied abruptly. I stared at him, and he quickly explained. “I got it from the convenience store a few days ago.” Then he lowered his head, fiddling with his fingers. “I was curious about gay sex, so I watched some p**n… and, huh… you know, lube and stuff.”