Forced Gay Novels & Stories

My father stands over me, his hand still raised. “You’re a disgrace,” he spits. “We sent you to school to be better, and you came back worse. A fucking faggot.” My vision blurs with tears as I stare at him, my cheek throbbing. “You’re ashamed of me because I’m gay? Because I’m in love?” “In love with a man!” he thunders. “There’s no life for faggots like you. You’ll end up alone, depressed, raped—or worse, a slut. Is that what you want?”

Every thrust punched another moan out of me. I pushed back to meet him, chasing the feeling even while the words kept spilling from my mouth. “I’m not—ah—fuck—I’m not gay—” “Keep lying,” he said, slamming in harder. “Your hole is gripping me like it wants to keep me. Come on my cock. Do it.” The pressure built fast. His fist stroked me rough and perfect. His cock kept hitting that spot over and over until my balls drew up tight and my whole body seized.

My pulse kicked hard. He kept going like it was casual. “Girls try sometimes. Tease around the rim, lick a little, then quit. Never commit. Never really go for it.” He shifted. Adjusted himself through the shorts. The fabric tented more. “You’re gay. You’d know how to do it right. No half-assing.” My mouth went dry. “I’m not asking you to suck me off,” he added fast. Defensive. “Just… rim me. Help a brother out. No homo man.”

Flaskback "What else do you want from me! Why don't you let me go now?" James yells at her as he sits with Kristen in a black car Kristen smiled sarcastically and said menacingly, "You'll never get close to my brothers! Maybe Ryan can handle you because you're such a wild boy but you'll never get in Hannah's way. Was love ever forced?" "And who said that I love her or that I want her to love me? I wanted her to agree to humiliate her afterwards, as she humiliated me in front of my friends, but I no longer need that, because I used Ryan in the matter."

I can’t get enough of it. “I’m not gay,” I tell him, knowing damn well it won’t stop the jokes, “I’m homiesexual. That means I fuck my friends platonically.” Kieran’s reaction sends me into a laughing fit. His head whips to me, and his eyes get all wide before he ducks his head into my shoulder and laughs too. Like I said, adorable.

I could do nothing but hug him as tears slowly trickled down his eyes. Fuck those homophobes, they are the reason why people are afraid to show who they are. They say that whatever goes against the norms is bad, but sexuality is not something that you can force. You can’t force feelings. "Hey, everything will be okay, baby," I said comforting him and gently stroked his back. There's no way I'm going to send him away now, I know we've only met for a very short time but I'm willing to know him more.

' Georgia thought and was indenial about Adam's confession. "Georgia, hey, look at me! I am telling you the truth! Believe it or not, I am gay! And I can't help to get attracted towards men and have sex with them. Now that we are getting serious in our relationship, I don't want to hurt you more. I love you but.." Adam shouted while holding her shoulder, Georgia was looking at his face. Adam was crying and hurting as well. "But?!" Georgia asked while crying. "But, I can't be with you anymore. I am so sorry." Adam continued.

I chuckled. Daniel still hesitated. What was his deal? "What's the matter with you? Why are you so hesitant to go to my room?" I ask him. "I'm not comfortable with being alone with you. It's because..." My mood turned dark as I realized what was going on. Daniel does not feel comfortable being alone with me because I'm gay. "Do you think just because I am gay, it makes me some kind of a sexual predator? That's typical, Daniel. But don't worry, being gay is not contagious," I try to hide the bitterness in my voice.

“I’m not gay.” I regarded him but his face remained in the shadows, making it even harder to read him. “Cosimo wouldn’t punish you for it. We are brothers, Augusto. Nothing will change that.” Augusto gnawed on his lip then winced. “I will have to stitch that up.” He nodded. “I’m not gay.” I tilted my head, but he continued without further prodding. “I don’t want a hooker because they don’t even like you. They screw you because you are

(; ﾟ 3ﾟ )~♪ “Uh…” Trey ran his hand through his spiky black hair, “I know how you feel. I get mistaken for a straight man all the time…” “Yes, yes, that’s normal.” Fynn echoed, “No one has their sexuality written on their face…” “Straight bro, don’t be sad, ah! We accept all sexualities into the heartbroken club!” Case unreservedly directed a welcoming look to this comrade whose crush, just like her brother, couldn’t even recognize the sexuality of her admirer for so many years. “Welcome, welcome. Here, have another drink.”