Gay Encounters Novels & Stories

My pulse kicked hard. He kept going like it was casual. “Girls try sometimes. Tease around the rim, lick a little, then quit. Never commit. Never really go for it.” He shifted. Adjusted himself through the shorts. The fabric tented more. “You’re gay. You’d know how to do it right. No half-assing.” My mouth went dry. “I’m not asking you to suck me off,” he added fast. Defensive. “Just… rim me. Help a brother out. No homo man.”

By Nuel ĺa ALEX P.O.V After mom finished signing my dischargment papers. I quickly stay behind to avoid her nitpick. Bouquets and get-well cards in my hands were a burden in my hands. As the maid wheeled me down the hallway, I heard whispered. With a blank face, I could hear people whispering as they stared at me. " woow, I can't believe he's a gay " a boy said " he's a shame to the music industry " one spat.

I'm so hard. Nobody will know if I watch gay porn. Nobody will know. I try to convince myself I will fucking know. Me. I'm not a fucking fa- I catch myself mid-thought. This is why Jay and Blake hate me now. Don't be a fucking bigot Louis, I tell myself. I look at the gay tab again and on an impulsive thought, click on it. The website loads to the gay content. My dick throbs in anticipation I scroll, looking at the thumbnails. A lot of it is the same as straight porn. Blowjobs... handjobs... fucking...

It's tempting to piss her off every time we meet, but since I plan to keep my balls for a long time — I kept the teasing to the minimum. Second one. Ahbaya likes to read Gay porn. Yes, that’s right. She loves the shit to the bone. And the thing is… I’m fine with that, all of us have weird fetishes and stuff. Heck, I’ve experienced a lot of customers with weird fetishes — but hers is now at the top of my list. Long story short, she asked me what anal sex felt like. And when I answered no, she said, ‘wanna give it a try?’ And no, it’s not her ass. Yes, It’s mine.

“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

Gina’s story is not a very common one. She traveled to the big city looking for an opportunity as an actress but was guided by a small opportunity, and she entered the world of pornography. It wasn’t long before she was comfortable with her job. She was exploring their sexuality and enjoying in some way the attention of so many men and women around the world. Gina loved her job.

Seth said as he gestured for Gabriel to take his seat. “No, I did not.” Gabriel replied. “We are in the 21st century, I would not criticize you for having sex, a lot of underaged kids do it a lot, plus I had sex when I was 16 so I’m not gonna judge you. But condoms are all over the place, you can easily walk to the provision store or pharmacy and get some. Why were you so careless? Now, see where it landed you. “Even if you did not get her pregnant, you may have contracted some sexually transmitted infections, what would you do then?” Seth said.

“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