Forced Gay Stories Novels & Stories

/LUKE/ I sat on the edge of my small bed, staring at the walls. It had been three days since I left Chase’s luxury apartment, and I had finally stopped trying to lie to myself. I wasn't gay—I still liked girls—but I had officially experienced what I could only call a hole awakening. I wanted Chase’s dick. More than that, I wanted to feel the weight of his balls slapping violently against my ass cheeks just like I had seen in his bedroom.

fuck blindfolds. This time, I felt something on both ends of my cheek. A slap…but not with hands. With perfect sync, they went again. Greeting my cheeks with their erections. I giggled in excitement. This was everything…all I’ve ever wanted. Somewhere along the line, I welcomed a cock back into my mouth. There was no mercy. He grabbed my hair, and guided me at his pace. I felt both my hands guided in different directions to waiting erections. I didn’t need verbal instructions on what to do next.

Jordan agreed with wide eyes. “Shut up… Finish the story,” I barked. “Which one?” Jordan asked. “The blowjob, asshole.” “No, which one? Shut up or finish the story? It’s impossible to do both, so which one?” Jordan asked with a sly smile. “Just finish the damn story… please.” “Okay,” Jordan said. He could hear the squelching noises coming from my fingers in my soaking wet pussy, and I noticed his cock throbbed visibly in his shorts. “So ah… she… kept going… and ah… I ah—”

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

“One drink. And you stay close to me. No wandering off.” Relief flooded through me as well as something much more dangerous than that. “Thank you.” I’d told my best friend I was exploring for the night. I was supposed to give her the details after I was back, but how could I tell her I met her father at a BDSM club and told him to show me around?

“Oh, mother, how I wish you were alive to see this. But I'll take what I can get.” My eyes rolled back in pleasure as my boyfriend fully sank his cock in my ass, the length and thickness of it fillng me up. “A-are you sure about this, Cole?” he stammered. “Don't be a pussy, Freddie. Do it.” “B-but they're are people outside.” “I know.” And I didn't care. I despised every single one of them. Being gay in such a family had been hell for me, and my own mother had made it worse.

"Fuck me harder. Please, give it to me deep. You feel so much better than her." My stomach dropped. The heat made the betrayal hit ten times worse. Slick gushed down my legs while disgust and rage boiled in my chest. My boyfriend was gay, or at least into men, and he was letting my own twin brother rail him raw in their shared living room. Kane pushed back greedily, begging for more, his voice breaking on every thrust. They did not notice me at first. When my brother finally looked up and froze mid-stroke, Kane's eyes snapped open. He saw me standing there. His face drained of color, but his cock stayed rock hard, glistening.

Her oral skills were highly developed and she came to the group already indoctrinated by the ridiculous revelations of a popular series of "Vampire" stories. They were well written and attracted the devotion of a number of disaffected young people to the romantic elements of vampirism. Lafitte had not hesitated to give the beautiful young girl the fang of creation. His long cock buried in her tight young pussy was treated to her violent changing life-force opening her core to his vampire seed. He had done that on several occasions and he never tired of the stimulation that replenished his sexual energy. Lafitte made a habit of tasting the pretty girl's blood early each morning before the sun

There was a lot of potential in the writing so he passed it through. The next three were quick rejections. Then he clicked on the next one and quickly noticed it was a gay story. Becca must have followed through with her own suggestion to recruit online for gay erotica authors. He was disappointed to find that the story was a by-the-book CEO romance story. He had read plenty of similar ones over the past two months in the department. The only difference with this one was that the leads were both male. He hesitated over his decision. Becca looked busy over at her desk so he selected Adam for guidance.