Gay Historical Romance Novels & Stories

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

He felt a surge of desire as he gazed at her, and he knew that he wanted her just as much as the days before the great upheaval. He rolled onto his side to face her, and she opened her eyes, her gaze meeting mine. Without a word, he leaned in again and kissed her, this time, deeply, his tongue probing her mouth as he tasted her sweetness. She responded eagerly, her body pressing closer to his as she returned his kiss with equal passion. As they continued to kiss, his hand traveled down her body, tracing the curves of her hips and thighs before coming to rest between her legs. Liam could feel the warmth and wetness of her desire, and he knew that he needed to have her again.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

"I'm driving someone to death? The wedding's been pushed back nine times, Camille. If anyone's being driven to the edge here, it's me." Just like in my previous life, I was returned like damaged goods, over and over again, while the rumors piled up around me. "Miles Hartwell has to be a kept man. Why else would he put up with this kind of humiliation?" "He's punching way above his weight and too stupid to take a hint. Thought he could marry into money, and now look at him." "The baby probably isn't even his. Why else would she have boyfriends coming and going like that?" I had already been seriously ill because of her, and the stress of it all hit me so hard I was throwing up, too weak to ev

Sienna made a telling-secret look, covering her mouth and whispering, "But he is gay and dislikes women." "What!" The receptionist screamed, and everyone in the hall looked at them. She simply continued like she didn't realize, "Really? Impossible! Such a handsome man is a homosexual? What happened to the world! There were only a few good men, and they all like men. I thought I met my Mr. Right. Why am I so unlucky...? I met my Mr. Right. Why am I crying...?" She said and almost began to cry. Sienna was merely stunned and suddenly understood a little why the character of Grayson was so cold.

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They turned their heads toward Rayden, both pointing at him with free hands, fingers extended like an accusation wrapped in lust. 'Rayden,' Hailey murmured, her voice breathy as Tessa's teeth grazed her breast. 'Yeah, him,' Tessa added, grinding her hips against Hailey's palm, juices coating the digits. Rayden stood at the bed's edge, his cock still semi-hard from fucking Hailey, glistening with her cream. He blinked, caught off guard. 'Me? What the hell? i am not gay tf?'

Travis's hands joined Jenna's, his touch firm and confident as he explored her body, his lips brushing against her skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Sadile was dimly aware of her clothes being removed, of the cool air against her skin, but her focus was solely on the pleasure coursing through her veins. Jenna's lips found hers again, a deep, passionate kiss that left Sadile breathless. "Are you ready, darling?" she whispered, her eyes dark with desire. Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation. She was ready, more than ready, to surrender to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown pleasures that Travis and Jenna promised.

For example, they found out that they liked to watch the same genre TV dramas, namely the sappy romance dramas, and they were even obsessed about the same television series lately. With a slightly embarrassed tone, Gale asked her, "Don't you think… Um, don't you think that it's a little weird for a guy to like watching romance dramas?" "What's so weird about it?" Lisa replied. "Most of the time, the scripts of those romance dramas were written by men, anyway!" But there was one thing about Gale that did surprise Lisa–it turned out that he had never officially dated any woman before in his life. How could that be when the man in front of her was pretty handsome, had quite a successful career,

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.