Gay Male Erotic Stories Novels & Stories

Then I opened my legs wider for him, resisting the overwhelming urge to close them. “Touch yourself,” he ordered, voice low and rough. My face burned with humiliation, but I obeyed again. My fingers moved between my folds, smearing my abundant juices around my swollen clit. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to bear the intensity of his stare. “Open your eyes,” he snapped. “And do not hide your moans.” I obeyed, releasing my bitten lip as I circled my clit faster. Soft, embarrassed whimpers escaped me despite my best efforts. The wet sounds of my fingers filled the room, making everything feel even more degrading.

Immediately the words spilled from my mouth, I felt him jerk in my grip. His hips bucked forward, driving his cock deeper into the circle of my fingers. A guttural groan tore from his throat. "Fuck!" His body went rigid, muscles locking up and I watched in stunned fascination as his cock throbbed in my hand. Thick, hot ropes of cum erupted from the tip, splattering across my stomach. The heat of it was shocking, marking my skin with wet, sticky stripes that pooled in my navel and ran down my sides.

Erotic Compilation Stories. My Fantasy::: It was definitely a time of extreme trial for me, and if I had known how it would end, I might have not bitched as much as I did during it all. To begin with, my boyfriend, Jimmy, broke up with me because when I shared my fantasies with him, per his request, he said I was too much of a sexual freak for him. Let me explain a bit further so you better understand. I had been reading stories on those sites that specialize in erotic literature after doing some research on a paper for a class on human sexuality on how some people engage in different sexual acts for pleasure. Now, some of the stories were so bizarre that I couldn't finish reading them, but

"So... you like erotic stories, don't you, my son?" He attempted to speak, but I interrupted his stammer, reaching down to place my finger to his lips, my big tits just inches above him, my slightly wet pussy directly in front of him in plain sight. "And you particularly like erotic stories about sons and mommies, don't you, my son?" My hand reached down and wrapped gently around his, as expected, erect and ready-to-burst cock.

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

Warning: Greetings readers, I would like to provide a warning regarding the following chapter of this story, which contains an explicit and graphic description of a gay sexual encounter. If such content is not your cup of tea, please use your discretion and choose not to read this chapter. This scene has been included for mature readers who are comfortable with explicit material of this nature. Please respect the my intention and choice to include this material in my story. Viewer discretion is strongly advised as this chapter contains explicit sexual language and themes. Thank you for respecting this decision.

I cried out, shaking on his lap. Kael kept going, fucking me through it“Again,” he ordered coolly. “Come for me again.” His mouth returned to my neck, sucking fresh hickeys while one hand rubbed my clit. I came a second time, then a third, moaning and trembling as my body surrendered to him. “It’s too much… but I want more,” I panted, my words spilling out between gasps. “Good,” he said, his golden eyes locked on mine. “Your body was made to take me. Say it.”

The orgasm left me gasping, tears slipping from the corners of my eyes. Sameal finally pulled the dildo out with a wet sound, leaving my pussy gaping and twitching. His hands trailed my breasts, tugging hard on my nipples and I bit into the gag, the pleasure and pain too much for me to bear. Sameal moved away and the first strike landed across my ass. I screamed into the gag. He whipped me again and again, the leather cracking against my skin, turning my already sore ass even redder. The pain was sharp, but it mixed with the throbbing in my clit, making me even wetter.

“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

"God, Daniel, I want you so bad." A dark, satisfied smirk spread across his face, one that made my stomach do a complete flip. He didn't move away. Instead, he reached down, his large, warm hand sliding right under the hem of my denim skirt. I gasped as his fingers found exactly what they were looking for. Since I wasn't wearing any panties, there was no barrier. He slid two fingers deep into my soaking wet pussy, moving them in a slow, agonizing circle that made my knees buckle. I leaned my forehead against his chest, whimpering as he pulled his hand back out. He brought his glistening fingers right up to his own mouth, his eyes never leaving mine as he licked my pussy juice off them .