Gay Encounters Novels & Stories

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

“Blowjobs. It’s really bad to give a blowjob without wanting to, just because you’re being paid for it. Honestly, everything in sex should be consensual… otherwise, it’s hard to let go and reach the peak.” “I like having sex with Gabe… in a… rough way. Is that bad?” “Do you use handcuffs, whips, or anything like that?” “No… but it’s like when we get turned on, we turn into animals… in the way we touch, the intensity… I like when he acts like he’s choking me… and slaps my ass.” “That’s a healthy relationship, don’t worry!” She laughed. “I want to have sex with other men… but with Gabe there.”

Jared asked me to come on a trip with him to the City. It was a 3 hour drive and he needed some 'entertainment'; what he didn't tell me was that we'd be joined by 3 of his friends who I'd already become acquainted with... My name is Eve, I'm 20 years old and I'm at college. I've always considered myself a normal girl but after recent exposure to some sexy scenarios with some hot guys, I've realized that my biggest turn-on is having sex with multiple guys. My friend Jared has decided to take control and arrange gangbang sessions for me; after using me for his own pleasure first.

I held her hands and stated bluntly, " I think she's a tart" I felt Gabby withdraw and flinch. " She's nothing like that. Watch your tongue!" " You're really gonna fight with me because of her? She's not gonna marry you, you know!" " Gay marriages are now legalized in most parts of the world" " You aren't gonna do LGBT now, right? That's so shameless!" " Richard, I don't wanna fight. Not today" Gabby said in such a low tone it sounded more like a whisper as she walked out.

"But I'm curious. You keep saying you love Adam, but why does it look like you're having so much fun with all those other men?" "Argh!!! It's none of your business! I'm going to kill you, Renee!!!" Kayla kept shrieking. "Oh, but you've already lost, and you're going to jail soon. What can you really do about it?" Renee kept gloating before gasping, as if she had just remembered something. "Oh, that reminds me—back when you were still abroad, you had five abortions and… twenty-seven boyfriends. Just so you know, I have videos of your orgies, so tell me: what would happen if I posted all that stuff online?"

Well, I might not call it rape because I'm going to be paid 15k but this isn't how I plan on losing her virginity. Quitting this job is the best option but then, how do I foot my mum and sister's bills? Thinking about this makes every membrane in my brain begin to torture me. He is completely gazing at me now, obviously waiting for my final answer. "Give me the location," I said in a whisper, too ashamed to let another person hear me. "I knew you won't let me down," Ken's countenance chanced from stern to his usual friendly self. Being gay made it easy for him not to be attracted to any girl. He handed me a card with a gold signature. It looked more of a formal invitation to some VIP dinner.

We stood beside the bed while Marcus explained the scene. “Start with kissing and undressing each other. Lots of touching. Then oral both ways. Then penetration, you can start with missionary first, then doggy if you both want. Talk dirty if it feels natural. Make it real and the goal is to enjoy it, not perform perfectly.” Jake turned to me. “You still okay with me?” I nodded, cheeks warm. “Yes. I want this.” Marcus gave the signal. The cameras started rolling. The red lights blinked on.

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.”

Suddenly, the easy chatter from their table pierced my self-recrimination. One of Adrian’s new friends, a woman named Sarah, leaned forward, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Gabe, you know what? Gayle is always touching your abs. Is it fair that she gets all the fun? Can I also feel them? Just for research purposes, of course!” She grinned, raising an eyebrow, her tone light and playful. But Gayle, like a territorial hen guarding her most prized chick, reacted instantly. She rushed forward, planting herself protectively in front of Adrian.

Maybe he had been curious who the mosquitoes which had been sitting watching across the table. Don't forget. I had noticed where Richie's hand was tied to the body of the tall, slender man who was stroking his back and had so far not wanted to let each other go. Honestly, I was amused to see them doing that right in front of me. This is my first time seeing a relationship like this. His shy smile makes me want to cover my face with a menu book immediately. I know Richie is gay. But I'm not ready to see that boyfriend. And this was the first time since Richie had stated firmly in college that he liked men over women.