Gay Encounter Stories Novels & Stories

“You’re serious?” Ethan smiled, leaning in to kiss Tyler’s cum-stained lips. “Dead serious. You lost the bet. Tonight you’re taking both cocks in that greedy hole.” Tyler swallowed hard, but the heat in his eyes gave him away. “Fuck… okay. But you better make me come again while you do it.” Jake laughed low and pulled both of them closer. “Oh we will. We’re just getting started. This bet lasts all week, remember? Every night you’re getting used by both of us until you can’t even remember what it felt like to be ‘straight’.”

It came from Lilith, who was three tables over, with the bald man who always asked for her because she screamed loudest. The screams were part of the service, part of the atmosphere, and part of what made the scarlet sea different from the other bars in this part of the city. The girls here performed pleasure like a circus act, and the men paid a premium just to hear them meowing like the pussies they called them. “You make those sounds?” the man asked as his thumb worked her nipple through the cotton. “If you want me to.” He scrunched his nose up in disgust. “I don't want you to make sounds because I want you to. I want you to make sounds because you can't help it.”

“Why then were you lying on the bathroom floor? On God, I am gonna kill him!” She bursts into tears. “You are not listening to me. He didn't do anything. He's gay!” “What?” “I knew that before I approached him. We only made out to make you jealous. I thought you were going to come after me once I left with him. But you didn't. So we…” “So you what!” It feels as if someone lit a match under my veins. Although I might not be the most moral man, I have heard several awful stories of women getting SA’ed in clubs. Some have even been killed.

she begged, pushing back to meet him. And over by the staircase, a bisexual trio had formed a messy 69 chain, two women and a man tangled together. One woman lay on her back, the man eating her out while she sucked the other woman's clit. The second woman straddled the first's face, grinding down while reaching back to stroke the man's cock, fluids swapping everywhere in a slick, sloppy exchange of tongues and fingers.

She commanded. "Can at least I put my clothes on first", I pleaded. "Not yet Rose. You are going to level with me first". She explained. With no choice left and sitting there naked, I told her the entire story: How I had visited the local schwimmbad and eventually made a habit of going to the nude side. She had never been to one and interrupted several times with questions. I told her how I had befriended an old German gentleman named Gebhard and how we had become friends. Eventually Gebhard invited me to his home for dinner. I explained that on one such visit I had reluctantly allowed him to have sex with me. Sara was shocked that I would let a sixty something year-old man do that and asked

“Give me those tits.” I rise and suck in a gasp of pleasure as he takes a nipple into his mouth again, his dark lashes fanning over his cheeks as he closes his eyes. An empty ache swirls between my legs, and I reach down to give myself some relief. Gabriel realizes what I’m doing and stops to watch. “Is that how you liked to be touched, Kayla?” I nod. He tries to take over, but I bat his hand away and shift my legs so they’re between his. “Later,” I promise. “Right now, I want your cock in my mouth.”

"I mean, I would like to share my experience with my boyfriend since he is the first time I had sex with. Although, are you willing to listen!" For some reason, I found it very interesting to hear a gay sharing his experience with fellow man. I am just fucking curious how they do it and who often initiates having sex with their partners. "Of course I would like to hear your story if you wanted to share it. I am an open minded person and I would really want to "Alright, please listen attentively as my story is going to be a fucking hot and each scene is so intense!" I laughed at his ridiculous joke. It seems like I will have another sister.

A mind-shattering orgasm claimed Jace as thick white ropes of cum shot out rope after rope, coating his belly until his balls were emptied. Just then, Toussaint climaxed too but into the condom he’d somehow managed to fit on his gigantic cock. Toussaint lowered himself and licked the cum off Jace’s belly, and then kissed him again. They both maintained that position for a while, his cock softening in Jace until he rolled off him. He pulled Jace into his arms, gently kissing his nape and skin.

Jake made me lie on my back with my legs up and pushed two fingers into my pussy, fucking their mixed loads back inside me. “Keep it in there,” he ordered. “We want it to take.” I was shaking. My body was exhausted. But I was also more turned on than I had ever been in my life. They stayed for hours after that. They made me clean their cocks with my mouth. They fucked my ass again while my pussy leaked cum. They took turns pissing on my tits and in my mouth while I knelt in the shower. They recorded videos of me begging them to breed me.

“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?