Erotic Gay Fiction Novels & Stories

I let out a loud, choked-off cry. He started a brutal, fast pace. The desk was hitting the wall—thud, thud, thud. Every time he slammed into me, I felt a wave of shared heat explode in my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down so I could bite his shoulder. I wanted to mark him. I wanted everyone to know he belonged to me. The erotica of the moment was overwhelming. We were two people who should not be together, doing things that were forbidden. The risk of being caught made it even hotter. I could feel him clenching, his muscles getting hard as he pushed deeper and faster.

I gripped the edges of the desk until my knuckles turned white, my head lolling back as he found a rhythm that made me see stars. I buried my face in my arms, my fingers scratching the wood as he hammered into me. I felt every inch of him, the way he filled the emptiness I had been carrying. I was a mess, a complete slut for the way he was handling me, and I didn't want him to stop. I wanted him to push harder, to go deeper, to make me forget my own name. The friction was building into a white hot flame, centering right where he was buried deep inside me. I could feel the sweat beginning to pool in the small of my back, the air in the office becoming thick and humid with our combined heat.

I was showered with offers for dates, but none of them gave me that tingle in my pussy that Eric next door did. I went to a seedy bookshop in the "wrong" part of town and bought a couple of erotic novels. I chose ones that were about husbands having affairs with younger women. As I read them in bed late at night I let my fingers play with my tits and my pussy and I brought myself to my very first orgasm. It was a wonderful discovery, but nothing like what the books described. I knew I needed a cock for that and the only cock I wanted sat between Eric Conner's legs.

He casually toyed with her nipples, squeezing and massaging them. Kissing her shoulder tenderly, he worked his way up to her ear. Erica could feel him growing hard against her butt. His hand found her still-sensitive clit, stroking it softly. Erica turned to face her husband and straddled his lap. She kissed him deeply as she stroked his cock to full hardness. Smiling, she guided him into her entrance. Once he was inside, she began slowly rocking her hips, grinding herself against his length. Her hands gripped his shaggy brown hair, tugging softly as she rode him. She could feel her spanked bottom rubbing as she bounced and ground against his lap.

I stammered. “I see.” He smirked and continued walking. “So what do you think of erotic books? Do they convey the messages purely like movies do? The expressions, the feelings… everything.” I gulped. “It all comes down to how good the writer is.” I said, trying to steady my voice. “I most times prefer to read erotic books instead of watching erotic movies. “Interesting,” he smiled. “We really do have a lot in common.” “Do you get the urge to do it when you read them?” he continued.

So I’ve had gay fantasies for a while, but I never acted on them. I recently broke up with my ex, so I’ve been exploring my sexuality a little more. Looking at dick pics online, sexting guys, but nothing like what happened last night. I know this one gay guy who goes to my gym. 4-5 years ago we used to work together, and he told me I was cute, but I had a gf at that time, and so I was like thank you but sorry I’m cuffed.

I figured he was too engrossed in his own fantasy to notice the sounds coming from my side of the room, so I hooked my underwear under my balls and proceeded to stroke my 8-incher while picturing Eric in all his naked glory walking toward my bed. So engrossed in my own pleasure, I didn't notice that Eric was really standing by my bed until he sat down beside me and placed his hand on my thigh. "It seems we have the same problem," he said, staring at my fully erect cock. He stroked his own dick slowly as he rubbed the inside of my thigh. "Maybe we could help each other out." I stammered out a reply. "What do you mean?" I tried to pretend. I shouldn't show him that I was eager or has been want

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

‘Did I really let that THING enter me in the past? I must be a superhero. “Don’t worry,” Eric reassured. “You ate my d*ck quite fine before. You’d survive.” Is that a way to comfort me? Either way, I don’t want to stop in the middle. So, I nodded my head and said, “D-Do it.” Eric frowned and cursed undertone. He brushed his hair upwards and whispered, “Damn. You’re an aphrodisiac to me. Sh*t.” Eric rubbed his glans, touching my entrance. Then he began to push the tip of his glans carefully.

Mike was moaning loudly now, his fear and the world around him had faded into a blur. He leaned into Jaxon to feel more of the heat radiating from him. He was getting increasingly harder now and it became difficult to breathe. The passionate kiss and Jaxon’s finger teasing his hole in circles ignited something within him, a wild spark that made him forget everything else. Gem couldn't pull her eyes away from the scene. Of course, she knew Mike was gay. But this is the first time she will be seeing him being utterly submissive to a man. “Why does this feel so fucking arousing?” was the first thought that crossed her delirious mind.