Exposed Fag Novels & Stories

Aghul said. Ade looked at him and hiccupped, probably drunk. “You mean there is more?! Is this a dream!” Ade yelled, jokingly punched Aguda's back where he was seated this made Aguda's drink spilled on his chest—every Expat there were wearing nothing but fur clothing with few having no upper clothing as most of the male revealing their muscular chest and abs. “Aguda are you hearing this?!” Ade hiccupped.

A woman was obsessed with me. For some fucked up reason, that realization didn’t make me feel safer. It made everything feel ten times more intense. Another message popped up immediately: Unknown: I’ve watched every single one of your streams, I couldn’t get enough! I know exactly how you touch yourself when you think no one’s really paying attention. I know what you sound like when you actually cum… not the fake moans you give your fans. I was breathing so hard the room started spinning. Then came the final text:

(We used the word FAP a lot in public for kicks, or when she was feeling a bit racy. We both stayed clear of tags like r**e, Scat, water sports, Non-consensual, gangbang, deep throat... well, actually we liked Deep Throat, just with 2 people only, of course. The other penetration came in the form of a dildo or a butt plug (which she loved).

The big screen flickered on. Zoey and Stuart, clear as day, sneaking through a hotel hallway. Then their flirty chat logs. An audio clip tied to the plagiarism mess. Zoey's voice filled the room. "Uncle, once this works, you can officially put me in Lori's position. Her research alone is enough to qualify me for associate director." Dr. Fletcher shot up and slammed the table. "You—this is an illegal recording!" I smiled. "Don't stress about how I got it. Just answer me—was that you or not?"

My gastritis medication fell out of my bag during my engagement party. My best friend, Celeste Sims, frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you not to take birth control pills? They’re bad for your health!" I shook my head weakly. "Birth control pills? You're mistaken, Celeste. This is my gastritis medication. I’ve never used—" Before I could finish my sentence, I was suddenly reminded that my fiancé, Justin Ludwig, always gave this medicine to his friend, Callie Fuller. After looking everywhere for Justin, I heard him and Callie having 'fun' in the storeroom upstairs. I did not make a fuss as I quietly turned on the recently repaired security camera in the storeroom.

So I wouldn’t feel guilty. Then I saved the file as “Zane_Exposed_Edited.mp4,” my lips curling into a grim smile. Let the headlines scream “Zane Cade Accused of Sexual Coercion in Shocking Video Leak.” Or better: “Hollywood Hopeful Claims Abuse: ‘He Laughed When I Cried.’” The tabloids would eat it up, and the women’s rights site would amplify it into a movement.

The footage showed the current scene inside the warehouse, along with Sienna's earlier confession about 'technology' and 'brainwashing'. "I wired this place before you even got here." I looked at her coldly. "Every word you said was broadcast live, including your confession about using illegal technology to brainwash others and steal family assets." Sienna froze. She instinctively looked up at the large screens and saw her own twisted, ugly face. "No... That's impossible..." In that split second of distraction, there was a loud bang.

"I'll have the same." He nods and walks away. "How foolish," he said staring coldly at me, "you couldn't even order for yourself, how useless are you?" Useless? Did this bastard just call me useless? I force smiled "please forgive me, this is my first in such a place so I tend to act strange," you damn bastard I'll get you for calling me useless." I should just call out that you are gay in public. Our food came, and I took a beat, and to my surprise, it was like heaven in my mouth.

- Frederick - I was close to being fulfilled. Everything we had put in place was exceeding excellent. There was no room for any mistakes to happen, and we had more men on our sides. Lord Rego would be shocked to know how many men can actually stand up against him and I was glad to be one man that dared. After my rather ecstatic meeting with Zeba, it was already getting late and I had to go home. I returned to the pack like I just went out for a stroll, and if, indeed, anyone asked me, that would be my reply.

Nathan is my best friend but I swear if he doesn’t shut the hell up, I just might gut him. “how many times do I have to tell you, no damned pickles in my bloody burgers!” I screeched while spitting the half chewed burger back into the brown lunch bag. At least he had the decency to look terrified, “oh come on, it can’t possibly be that bad” he muttered while obviously trying to hold in his laughter, his brown eyes crinkling at the sides, the moron had done it on purpose. “is this payback? For disappearing to Hawaii? Because trust me you took the worst routes by messing with my burger, would you blame me for attempting to get a natural tan for myself? You have it oh so naturally” I muttered