Gay Encounters Novels & Stories

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

My piercings poked through the fabric, catching light and David was in jeans and a tight shirt, looking hot, his bulge already showing. "You look like a slut ready to play," he said in the car, his hand between my legs, rubbing my clit ring. "Going to make guys hard just looking." We went to Eden's Gate, a hidden spot in an industrial area with no signs, it was just a door with a buzzer. The Doorman checked us, made us sign papers about the rules: The consent was mandatory, no phones, respect boundaries. The inside was dim with red lights casting glow on leather couches, a bar with topless bartenders mixing drinks and couples chatted, some in lingerie, others naked, their hands roaming freel

“You don’t have to say yes. We can leave when it’s announced. Same goes for you, Tessa.” I crossed my arms. “Why are you nervous?” He let out a breath and looked at the floor. “They ask people to sign a waiver. Then we go upstairs. It’s couples and girls only. The after party happens there.” I arched a brow. “Is it an orgy?” He shifted. “Kind of... yeah.” Tessa clapped her hands and bounced. “I’m in. I’ve never been to one.” I turned to Jace. “You could’ve told me before we got here.” I smirked and tapped his chest. “I wouldn’t have worn panties.”

But instead of giving in to the rage, I drove off, allowing the tension to hang in the air between us like a loaded gun. Arriving at Glow Baby, my establishment, I parked and took a deep breath. Uncle Blake had helped me start it while I was away, and his fiancée, Angela, had perfected it. It was sensual and empowering, a place designed to make women feel orgasmic bliss. Angela had said that wives of prominent people in the pack and beyond visited. Some of them were like Alexis, whose husbands didn't like them. So, instead of stewing in self-pity, they come here to get their groove on by either having a massage or shopping for adult toys or even masked sex with males and females from other p

“You would think that after we fuck her so much, she would loosen up eventually. But she’s always so damned tight. It feels so fucking good.” Gael kneels in front of us, his knees on a step in the tub. He pushes me back a little so that I am leaning against Hakeem’s chest. Gael runs his cock up and down my entrance, moving it back and forth against my clit. I can’t help but writhe at the feeling, causing Hakeem to groan. I whine as Gael continues running his cock along me, bathing his cockhead in my slickness. He reaches down and squeezes and massages Hakeem’s balls, causing Hakeem to buck into me.

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’m already naked on the pool table, legs in the air, Sharpie tally marks climbing my inner thighs like a ladder to hell. Word spread faster than chlamydia at a frat house, $500 cash to the first man who puts a baby in Kaylee Mae Parker. No rubbers, no pulling out. Winner takes the pot and bragging rights forever.

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“When you are masturbating, do it well. Your semen is all covered on the counter and that act just want me to cut of your balls and fuck you with it ” Ray turned his head back, smiled at the young man whose secret had been discovered and proceeded to the number written on the paper. This was an illegal brothel where gays, bisexual and lesbians come to ease off their sexual urges, therefore, their security was top notch. He walked down the hallways filled with seductive moaning, cums on the floor and even squirting lesbians banging each other. He rapidly moved to the room, barged in and closed the door. He was pretty getting nauseated by the site of their sex and had to calm his beast side. T

CHAPTER 267: Still Remembring About Adam No one’s POV: Georgia watched Heart sobbing for Cullen Lee while still thinking about the next time she and Adam had sex as her client. In Georgia/Gracia’s memory: Adam booked her again after that incredible sex. This time, he wanted to be with only her and no other men. When they were in the hotel room and he "disciplined" her with the toy, she acted very differently as the darkness went on.