Novel & Cerita Gay Fiction

Chapter 35 GAEL’S POV I feel like I have been charmed or something. The lady straddling me is doing a poor job at it, and I am starting to fall asleep. My poor dick seems to be crying out for help. I have sampled all of the fifteen concubines that I have and many other whores that I don't think I want to keep sleeping with. But for some reason, they don't possess that innocence and wildness that Sarah does. I thought there would be many others like Sarah. It just turns out each person is unique in their personality. I blame that witch of a half-breed. She got into my head, and I granted Sarah freedom, letting her slip out of my fingers like that.

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.

That was when she met Adrian. And then, of course, she shifted the subject. “Okay, enough trauma bonding. Let’s talk about your sex life with Adrian.” I blinked. “Wait, what?” Gia grinned wickedly. “Girl, I’ve done threesomes, foursomes, even a fivesome once, don’t ask me how that worked. You’ve got to have some wild stories.”

I rode each of them one by one while the others watched and used my mouth or tits. I begged for their cum again and again, telling them how much I craved being their shared slut. By the time they had each filled me once more, I was a trembling, cock-drunk mess once again. As I lay there panting in Liam’s arms, covered in fresh loads, I whispered the truth that had been building inside me all night and morning. “I don’t think I can ever go back to normal sex after this, Daddy. I need this. I need to be gangbanged regularly.

He raised a doubt on my masculinity, making fun of my manliness. The world I live in is strange. It's important to indulge in s*xual activities even if you are not willing to do it. Because we are wolves and we need to be strong and powerful. S*x is one of the ways we stay stress-free. And three days back Gayle commented on my s*xual drive because I have not gotten laid for a while now.

IMPORTANT WARNING: This is an MM (Male/Male) Gay Erotica story with extremely explicit and graphic sexual content. If you prefer MF stories and are uncomfortable with gay romance, please skip this book and move to Story 9 in my collection. 18+ ONLY. Liam’s hand still stung from the slap he’d delivered two days ago. The memory burned hotter than the summer night air clinging to his skin. That arrogant bastard at the gallery opening, tall, dark-haired, with a jaw like carved marble and eyes that screamed 'I own everything I touch' had grabbed him by the waist and kissed him like he had every right. No warning. Just lips crashing down, demanding, tasting of expensive whiskey and pure dominance.

"goddamn it, yes." "Send us a voice note moaning our names… Do it, you naughty fuck." Jamal said. The chat went on for a long time, and with the boys arguing amongst themselves. I just kept on reading their messages, smiling ear to ear, feeling special and overly flattered by the attention I was receiving. Each ping sends a jolt straight to my core, my hand slipping between my legs as I rub my clit, whispering to myself. ‘Oh Poppy, you are an insatiable cockwhore, look at you masturbating to their words, you deserve to be passed around like the cumdump you are, keep teasing them, you dirty little tramp.’

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.

] I just covered my mouth because of what he was saying. This is what happens to Ethan's ex-boyfriends, who are getting paranoid when he broke up with them and they think it's my fault for their break up!! I would have accepted it if they were women, I could understand a little more, but seriously, men who are so jealous? It's because this best friend of mine is gay. So is it my fault that my best friend gets bored so quickly with them? "Hey! Let me tell you, Ethan is like my brother, don't say anything if it's not true! You might want me to cut your tongue out!!" I said with emphasis.