Chubby Gay Novels & Stories

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.”

"Are you fucking flirting with another man? And he looks handsome as well! Damn it!" I started panicking as I feel that things are about to get serious. "Nick, you need to calm down yourself. The guy that you are seeing is a gay!" "She is right, I am gay and I have become friends with your girlfriend! I look forward to seeing you Nick!" Gab said excitedly. I am glad that it directly came from Gab's mouth. I know that he can convince Nick not to make a scene because Gab's voice proves that he is indeed a gay!

She said the last three words like they held weight. "You're not better than me just because you've been gay longer." "No, I'm better than you because I am gay. You're just a poser." "My coming to the realization later in life doesn't make you any more gay than I am." "Yes, it absolutely does...because you don't realize you're gay, Gizzy. You like dick. Lots of it. What you don't like are the assholes attached to the pole. But you very much like penis." "Po-tay-toe, po-tot-toe. The fact is they come as a package. And without a muzzle, I can't deal anymore. I'll learn to love snatch. Plus, there's always strap-ons."

He wrinkled his forehead instead. London-man: I got a hunch that he likes you. How about you? Chubby-girl: Me? What do you mean? London-man: Are you sure you have no feelings for him? Chubby-girl: What are you thinking?! I like you. Only you, okay? Then he gave me a grinning emoticon. London-man: Okay. When I stared at him, he truly grinned. Then he looked at me. Chubby-girl: Oh, I just remembered. When will you fetch me on Sunday?

Cupid watched the name for a bit. This user was extremely active. Like too active. He would join in every conversation, and message every person. Cupid was fairly sure it was a He, it had a blue name, and was listed as male. Though with things the way they were, you still could not be completely sure any longer. Cupid finally asked in the chat "Hey, Dyeing, can we chat a bit?" the name went quiet. -------------------------------------------------------

I took it and put it on immediately, then he helped me zip it up. I looked up at him, still sobbing silently. “Thank you for helping me,” I mumbled softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Nah, it's okay. I'm Jax, your unofficial savoir and neighbourhood gay disaster,” he grinned, almost too happily. He seemed to be the free kind of person. I knew something was off about him and the way he was dressed. He's gay. He was chewing his bubble gum like a woman and the way he was swinging his hands up in the air like a woman explained it all.

“Well, you are his little bitch. I heard rumors about him being a certain type as well.” A certain type? “Tell me you are fucking kidding me,” I scoff, throwing the tissues I was crumbling in my hands into the bin angered. “You can’t be serious!” He looks at me with wide eyes as I lift my finger into his face. “Gay men don’t hump each other simply because they are gay. I might be his bitch workwise but there is nothing going on in that sense.” “Come on,” he grins, pushing me slightly. “I was just joking.”

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

I climbed onto the bed, he helped fix a pillow under my belly, I gripped the other tight, and pushed my chest down while arching my hips high in the air. My robe was bunched around my waist, leaving my ass and dripping pussy completely exposed. Daddy grabbed Joan, my favorite stuffed animal, and placed her right by my face. “Moan into her, kitten. She’ll help you keep those pretty sounds down while Daddy plays with your needy little cunt.”

“Thank you so—” He suddenly slammed into her. The force almost sent her tumbling. He held her waist and rammed into her. Fiona could curtail her voice. Her eyes rolled to the back. “Yes yes. That's it. Slam you massive cock inside my pussy whole.” she yelled out. Damian frowned. He hit her ass. “Shut up.” Fiona covered her mouth but that didn't reduce her moans. Damian stared down at the blond hair. In his mind, there was no longer a skinny girl but a chubby girl with a big ass on her knees in front of him.