Erotic Gay Fiction Novels & Stories

I muttered, skating past him. He followed, pushing closer. “Don’t push me away.” He shoved me hard from behind. I nearly lost my balance on the ice. “Maybe I can find a dildo for you to stick up your ass. Would that make you cum? Wait — who takes it up the ass? Obviously it’s gonna be you, right? The pretty little bottom.” I turned to face him, skating closer until we were almost chest to chest. “Why don’t you get on the bed and find out? Since you’re so curious about gay sex, I can fuck you. Maybe you’d like it.”

I felt his hands move in circles over my ass cheeks and that made me clench around there, biting my lips as my skin grew hotter. He soon parted my cheeks, circling a finger slick with something around my hole. That had to be lube. I clenched around nothing in particular as he teased me. “Relax,” he breathed, his deep voice sending sensations down to my cock. It strained against the sheets, making my hips push slowly against the bed.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

I told him how he had been treating me and how I walked in on him today,being fucked by his secretary. “ not only is he gay , he is the fucking bottom.. oh shit” Eric made the situation sound really funny. “ I’ll go back to get the kids.. when I put my shit together.. but for now I need my space from that guy” Eric nodded. “ I host a yoga class every weekend if you’re interested” Eric offered I clap excitedly as I let him know I wanted to sign up for one. “ I’ll text you the address give me your number, I promise I won’t give it to Danny”

This story is intended for adults aged 18 and older and contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. Readers should be aware that it includes depictions of gay sexual activity, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, cruising, public sexual encounters, power-exchange and submissive/dominant dynamics, explicit sexual language, and descriptions of consensual sexual acts between adults. All characters depicted in sexual situations are adults. This work is presented as fiction and is intended solely for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

After an intense game, Finn, a closeted gay athlete finds himself in a compromising situation when his vice-captain, Ethan, walks in on him in the shower. The an unexpected encounter leads to a heated, the consensual moment that neither can ignore. ************************* The steam from the shower mingled with the heat of the moment, fogging up the small bathroom mirror. I stood there, my hand wrapped tightly around my cock, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

Dave juxtaposed the picture next to me rubbing his hug meat with my painted nails. I looked my hand and saw the painted nails going up and down and I began falling into the fantasy. It helped that my hands were already kind of girly, not like Dave's thick man fingers. Dave's cock was so hard and manly and that picture of Nicole was so slutty. It was making me so horny. When my other hand was finished having the nails painted I eagerly began to rub Dave's cock with both hands.

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.

Gloria loved to debase her milk tasters with little acts of humiliation that mollified her basic role of submissive servant for pleasure. Lafitte was right on the edge. He could feel his spunk rising deep inside his immortal core. He knew he could never have children but the instinct to procreate was strong in his cock. His creation fang was vibrating with intense desire. He fought off the urge to bury his fang in the middle-aged woman's lustrous white skin and allowed his vampire juices to escape deep inside her tight clutching rectum.

Erica demands "He is everything you'd ever want in a man, made me feel so grown, he never blamed me for anything like I always do to myself. I was an adult, and the sex oh my god! Harris Wheeler is a freak you guys" they all laugh. "I'm happy he was my first, very unforgettable." "And Sven?" Erica asks what they're all thinking "what was sleeping with him like?" "He was so depressed that day and I was going through so much, we were both in a terrible headspace. We used each other and it didn't feel right, so we haven't had sex since"