Gay Male Stories Novels & Stories

In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave. They just want to be ruined, reshaped and overly pleased because their bodies bleed and burn with an obsession that runs deeper for any cure, except one. High voltage desires to have their tight cracks shed apart, rimmed with sizes they never imagined exist and their girths straining, covered with slick. You’ll be left glancing through the pages in the most hidden corner of the world where no one would see you squirming. If you will be reading with a partner, fair warning: you’ll either test thei

He chuckled. “There are many ins and outs of gay sex, doctor, but they aren’t very different from straight sex. I just want to clarify beforehand that we gay guys get a lot of press about being sex mongers ready to drop our trousers at the first opportunity to hit it with a ready and willing hottie.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

“Then fuck me. Right here.” Eli lost it. He ripped Dara’s shorts down, spat on his hand, and pushed two fingers into Dara’s ass. Dara groaned loud, pushing back on them. Eli added a third, stretching him open while stroking Dara’s cock. Dara was moaning shamelessly, hips rocking, cock leaking all over Eli’s hand. Eli pulled his fingers out, lined up, and slammed in raw in one hard thrust. Dara cried out, back arching. “Fuck— Eli— yes—”

His tongue on her clit, the powerful creampie while staring into her eyes. She was halfway through the explosive orgasm scene when she felt Damon behind her. His hard cock pressed against her back as he read over her shoulder. Goodness, she was horny again! She wrote the scene quickly and efficiently fuelled by longings His hand slid between her legs, fingering his own cum back into her pussy. Her clit rose. She swallowed a moan. “Good story,” he murmured. “I love it.” He pulled out his finger slowly. That was tempting, Ara thought.

And it wasn't until I wanted to take out the trash and instead took out my briefcase did I realize I needed to shut it all off. Even if it was just for one night. And it seemed like the only thing that would fix this disorientation was a hard fuck. That was the primary reason I was pushing through the door of the gay bar. For a fuck, and to unwind. The place was loud with people laughing and gyrating on the dance floor. I plugged in my ear buds to avoid the loud music as I ordered a whiskey at the counter. The bartender passed it to me quietly after payment and I moved toward the back.

This story is intended for adults aged 18 and older and contains explicit sexual content and mature themes. Readers should be aware that it includes depictions of gay sexual activity, oral sex, anal sex, rimming, cruising, public sexual encounters, power-exchange and submissive/dominant dynamics, explicit sexual language, and descriptions of consensual sexual acts between adults. All characters depicted in sexual situations are adults. This work is presented as fiction and is intended solely for mature audiences. Reader discretion is advised.

she pointed out. "Gay men can be very sexually proficient," I countered. "Cáel Nyilas (damn, she loved my name), you came five times. I lost track of how many orgasms I had. If you are gay, you aren't in De-Nile, you are in Ethiopia," she giggled. This wasn't the right moment to brag that I ejaculated eight times last night. Rhada filled up three condoms during our little escapade. I repeat, I have an out of control libido.

Dan sat down with a grin curling on his lips as he muttered to himself, “Best lesson I’ve ever taught." Another Book coming soon. More steamy, filthy, forbidden and brutal domination.

And I have to find a job that pays well. My gay friend, Jayson, has been offering me this job since I was a teen. But I didn’t accept it simply because I wasn’t interested. But now that I need money more than ever, I accepted it without telling Paolo. Why would I? He won’t care. He only cares about his damn little cock and all his vices. Why did I even marry such a man like him? Oh hell. It had been five months since I arrived at this job, a job doing p**n videos.