Gay Furry Visual Novels & Stories

I clicked on the gay icon website and it brought out series of gay sex videos - I was already burning up by now and my dick was as hard as hell. I played the video, watching with my eyes wide open as the two guys went from kissing, to sucking each other's dicks, and then to fucking each other. It was a seven minute video and it ended quickly. I was super hard by the time it ended, and like an animal driven by instinct, I rushed upstairs to my room, got a Vaseline and went back downstairs. I connected my phone to the television and played another video, a longer one - I needed a bigger screen to view what was actually going on and my phone was definitely not a big screen.

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

That pattern hurt more each time. I grabbed my phone and opened some gay p**n, the kind with two muscular guys going at it rough. One looked a bit like Damien, broad shoulders, that intense stare. I started touching myself slowly, fingers circling my dick while I watched the screen. My other hand reached back, rubbing over my hole, still loose and sensitive. I pushed a finger in, thinking about Damien’s tongue earlier, how he’d eaten me like he was starving.

Layla gets up and looks at my cock like she has never seen one before. "-May I touch it? Layla asks curiously. -Of course, you can. Do you know what this is? -Umm… No… I have never seen one." Layla replies, touching my cock and making it get as hard as possible. While Layla was touching my dick, I explain to her that I am a futanari, gifted with both a pussy and a dick. She is mesmerized by my dick and keeps playing with it until I ask her nicely to stop.

"Um no shut up you're meant to be with him" "Then why did I take him for granted? No one like me has ever gotten this far and I fucked it all up, I'm a disappointment to gay guys everywhere." "I should stop thinking like a woman and think like a gay guy!" Lin follows Tan's posture as Tan stares at Sven, she fakes her trance "I see it... he's too sexy" "Yes! He is way too sexy" "Ok but that was me talking, he's too sexy for me because I'd never think about going after someone like that. Way out of my league, but you didn't think that way and somehow got that man" she starts applauding embarrassing Tan

Pushing his hip forward, the rest of the d**k entered inside her p**sy. His gaze roamed the bus as he f**ked her, making sure that no one got a hint that they were making out in public. Luckily, they were both able to control the moans that threatened to escape their lips. Whenever the bus got to a bus stop and passengers needed to leave, Taro and the girl would detach but when it continued moving, Taro would shove his d**k inside her again and they would continue f**king. The bus was almost empty with only a few passengers. Some of them were busy with their phones while the others looked out the window, catching a glimpse of the busy city.

Desire overwhelmed me as I pressed my thighs together, my hips driving into the air and my cock bursting with transparent sticky goo. “Fuck” the Master screamed, his eyes so dark and his teerh clenched as he locked eyes on the screen, increasing his brutal pace in the hole that began slamming back. My neck twitched, cold running down my spine as I fought the feeling. It was like he was looking at me, like he was there and to my horror his teeth barred in a smile. I bit down on my bottom lip, a strangled whimper coming from my throat. What was happening to me? I wasn't gay!