Gay Chemistry Novels & Stories

I’d always sneak off to the gay sections instead, stroking myself raw to guys getting railed, bred, and turned into moaning sluts. Jayden noticed my silence. “What do you think? Hot, right?” I hesitated, then the words just spilled out. “Yeah… I’ve always loved gay p**n too. Like, a lot.” He paused, then grinned wider. “No shit? Why didn’t you say something sooner, man?” He turned the volume up. On screen, the bottom was bent over, ass up, while the top slammed into him balls-deep. Wet slapping sounds filled the small room—the top’s heavy balls smacking against that stretched hole, the bottom whimpering and begging for more cock. “Fuck yes, ruin me,” the guy on screen moaned as cum started l

I'll take a shower first before I fight Cyril. I also spent half an hour in the bathroom before I finally came out. I wore dark denim jeans and a black sandal. I paired the shirt with a black leather jacket. I look like I'm a sassy ass gay. I'm still so beautiful. I also wear the shoes that Cyril sent me last time. There's that little knife and I don't know how he did that thing. That gay man is very talented when it comes to things like this so I won't wonder why he sends high tech. I picked up the cellphone. It immediately rang and I immediately saw Cyril's name there.

"This is a sensitivity-enhancing elixir I spent half a year developing. Use it in the game, and it increases your real body's sensitivity by more than ten times." "What do you mean by that?" Nova sounded confused at first, but her voice turned breathy and saucy in the next second. "That tickles. Luke, you're so naughty." "This way, even in the game, I can feel exactly what your skin is like." Luke's breathing grew heavier. "Landon, the idiot that he is, would never imagine that the game he poured a fortune into would end up being used for this." Nova giggled. "You're amazing, Luke. You're not like that boring moron. If he hadn't given me money to invest, I'd have divorced him ages ago."

Anna asked as she squinted her right eyes "That should be the question you should be asking yourself " CJ said "perhaps you're worried about me because you like me" Anna shot him a glance and shook her head "Never ever will I like a gay " She said "If you call me a gay one more time then you will regret what I am going to do to you... You keep thinking I am a gay but have you ever seen me with any guy or sexually attracted to any guy.. I know you will find it too hard to believe but seriously I am not a gay, the rumors was spread because someone is trying to put me down maybe the person is probably jealous of me but seriously I am not a gay " CJ said and Anna was dumbfounded

I rounded the corner and stopped breathing. Gale was on his knees with his face buried between Logan Reeves’ legs. Logan, his so-called business partner who came over twice a week for “late-night strategy sessions.” There was a younger man I’d never seen before bent over the couch arm while another stranger fucked him from behind. A full orgy. All men. All of them naked and sweating and laughing. My brain couldn’t process what I was seeing. Gale always talked about how ‘disgusting’ homosexuality was, how unnatural it was, how pack traditions forbade such behavior. He’d shamed people for it publicly. And now he was here doing this.

"I get it. My sister experimented with girls too." "I'm not experimenting, Carter," I said in a clipped tone. "This is the real deal. I don't want to get it on with her for the sake of feeling a woman's breast or turning a boy on. It's not a phase either. It's not something I can move on with age because it's what I am. You can't outgrow your gayness. It just turns richer with age, like wine."

How could Gavin ask me something like that? Unexpectedly, he continued, "That's completely normal. Don't worry. Alright, now stand up." I obediently got to my feet, but my eyes couldn't help drifting down to the front of his pants. "Wh-what now?" "Take off your skirt." My head snapped up to look at him. "Right… Right here?" Gavin's eyes casually scanned the lower half of my body. "You have a particular kind of addiction. Medically, it's called a sexual addiction, or a form of hypersexuality. To cure you, we first have to desensitize you.

She placed a finger on her chin and teased, “I think I know why you are so jumpy?” “You do?” I held my breath. “Of course!” She chuckled. “I have seen that look on your face many times in movies. You were watching p**n, weren’t you?” “What!” Rosemary slapped the air. “Oh, come on. You don’t have to feel so embarrassed. I know men love that kind of stuff. You are gay, so it’s normal that you’re into gay p**n.” I was dumbfounded. Rosemary couldn’t have been more wrong. How did she even arrive at such a far-fetched assumption? And what’s up with this gay thing? I’m not gay, dang it!

John Mayo, a 22-year-old college student with short brown hair and a lean, athletic build, strolled into the bustling gay club, ‘The Rainbow Room.’ The pulsating music and the smell of sweat and cologne filled the air. He was new to the gay scene and eager to explore his sexuality. His eyes scanned the room and landed on a group of guys at the bar. One of them caught his eye, a tall, muscular man with dark skin and close-cropped hair. His name was Kai, and he was 23 years old. John had always watched him from afar in class, intrigued by his calm confidence.

I heaved a sigh. " Xavier called off the bet." I said, my voice slightly hoarse. " That's why you look all beaten up?" She asked, and I glared at her. She sobered up quickly. " Sorry, my bad. But don't you see it as a good thing?" She asked instead. " Is calling off the bet a good thing?" I asked. She shrugged. " Well.... In a way. It means you don't have to lose your virginity in a stupid way." She answered.