Gay Beast Stories Novels & Stories

“What if there's a camera watching us?” “They can watch and perhaps get themselves riled up as I fuck you.” “Goodness, since when did you become this bad?” I asked between light chuckles. “Do not forget this Gael, you made me this way. For a man like this who had never once had sex, you brought out the beast in me. For this reason, you alone can calm my desire. Do you understand?” “Alright, Mr. Beast, but can we not do it here? What if there are people who wish to use the restroom?”

With a scary look on his face, that man was gazing at Beast. Beast ordered a table and put his hand on it. In a nick of time, the colour of the light bulb turned red and Beast turned into a butcher, who was separating every single finger from his hand. The man was screaming in pain. But Beast was standing in a relaxed posture doing his work. Similarly, he also separated the fingers from his other hand. Now it was the turn of his feet.

Phoebe pours everyone shots of vodka. "I will start." Ella raised her glass. "Never have I ever had a threesome." Of course Ella's had a threesome but I never thought she would say it out loud especially in front of her brother. Ronnie looks horrified by Ella's revelation but Phoebe giggles whilest she, David and Kevin take shots. "Never have I ever paid someone to sleep with me." It's David's turn play now. "Lame." Kevin snickers but takes a shot. To my surprise only the boys take shots and I mean all the boys. Yep, it seems Sky has paid for sex. I give him a pointed look and he just shrugs.

K 18/9/2010 I feel alone. Papa is gone just like Milly and Mama was never there to begin with. I feel like everyone I care for is snatched away from me. Are you punishing me? I ask the luna every night just before the beast takes over. I don't know how long I can handle this. I don't think I am strong enough. I am always angry, uncle Gregory said I have gone mad. I think he is right. It's always there, breathing down my neck.. the dark traces of my personality wrapping its arms around me, telling me to let go. I can see the beast everytime I look into a mirror. Its silver eyes, my eyes, flash back at me as if to remind me who's in control. I can't control the beast anymore.

The illusion had blinded me, deluded me to forget that the man pressing me against the wall now, my savior and my god, was a real beast. But it was too late. I had begged him to fuck me, blessing me with his semen like a whore, crying for getting harder strokes. When I finally retrieved a bit of my sanity, I was clinging over the sink, my fingers curling around the cold basin for support and my back was pressed against his hot chest.. His huge cock thrust deeply inside my body from the back, dense kisses being placed on my neck and back like heavy rains. Electricity washed over my body again and again, pushing me hard to the sea of ecstasy.

Once I'm outside I let all my anger out, screaming in the gym while hitting a punching bag imagining it's Damien and my mother. "Hey man," Leo says. "Hey" I reply and keep throwing punches. "She's okay?" he asks. "As okay as you except a sixteen years old be after being raped and thrown to a basement starving till death," I say through gritted teeth still punching the bag. "She'll get better. She got the whole family now" he says offering me a slight smile. Every one of us went through something, from being abused at home to being homeless, going to bad foster houses, even going to juvie.

His mind was in chaos, his head felt like it was going to explode. Hans more or less understood their reactions. Silently, he just watched Halvir's back as he walked away, leaving them without saying anything. So did Gavriel. He didn't know what to say right now. ***** The Beastman is very strong but inversely proportional to his very low fertility. Therefore, women and children are their top priority. The news of Anindira's pregnancy is certainly very exciting. But considering what and how the baby will be born into the world and also Anindira's current situation and condition. Of course, it puts them in a dilemma.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

Yet others spoke of nightmares, of walls slick with blood, of a roar that froze their souls. When Zara’s name was called, she stepped into the center, cloak brushing the cracked marble. Her heart hammered, but her voice held. “I saw Maxim Vale become what our ancestors feared,” she said. Gasps rippled through the room. “I also saw him fight it. He could have drowned in that rage and taken us all with him. Instead, he reached for me. He chose to come back.” She turned, meeting each pair of skeptical eyes. “The Beast is not a weapon. It is a wound. And wounds can heal if we let them.”

“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?