Gay Muscle Stories Novels & Stories

She screamed, turning to look at my friends as they surrounded us, clearly mesmerized by the sight in front of them. A few minutes later,I was spewing my cum into her asshole and all over her boobs. “It's fucking hot.” Mason whispered. “Do you think we could join in next time?” Tyler asked and surprisingly, Cynthia bit her bottom lip and locked gazes with me, sealing our adventure.

Pressing his tip against my entrance, he pushed his cock forward just enough to stretch me, the ache was delicious and maddening. Then he pulled away, leaving me gasping for more. They alternated, one teasing my pussy, the other rubbing against my clit or ass and always stopping at the brink. My juices coated their cocks as the room filled with the wet sounds of my denial. I was trembling, my orgasm built and receded like a tide. Gerald's fingers found my clit, circling it fast while the coordinator's cock pressed against my asshole, teasing the tight ring. My body convulsed, a dry orgasm ripping through me without penetration. I collapsed onto the bed, shaking. Gerald and the coordinator bo

My pussy lips stretched obscenely around his girth swallowing every veiny inch until my ass was flush against his balls. I moaned loud enough for the whole school to hear if anyone had been listening. “Fuuuuck… look at this fat nerd dick destroying my pussy,” I panted, already grinding in deep circles. “Bigger than any boyfriend I’ve ever had. You’re splitting me open, Jay. You’re actually splitting your bully’s cunt in half.” Kaylee climbed onto the bench beside us, yanking her own skirt up and shoving her shaved pussy right in Jay’s face. “Eat, nerd. Tongue out, you’re gonna make me cum while Maddie rides that monster you call a cock”

My biggest problem wasn’t writer’s block. It was a terminal, throbbing case of blue balls, and the only cure was Damian. I could write a thousand words about the slick heat of skin on skin, the guttural sounds a man makes when he’s about to come, the exact way a cock pulses in your hand. My anonymous stories in the university literary magazine were legendary, the most dog-eared, most whispered-about pages in the whole publication. Everyone thought "A. N. Onymous" was some kind of campus Casanova, a mysterious god of sex who’d seen it all, done it twice, and written the manual.

wall again, lifted pounding, back scraping as he slammed nonstop. Doggy on the floor next, ass up, cock spearing from behind, hands fisting hair. "Show size... take it all, crush girl." "Beg nicely... or no more. Fall in love? Mine to unlock anytime." Second climax hit, body shaking, gushing around him. He followed, pulling out to rub cum over my ass, then back in, senseless rhythm, hardening minutes later, true to the pull. Counter tease, bed tangle hours of desperate fucks, tension's fire consuming.

Rhea stumbled, her eyes wide in shock. “I told you not to call me gay.” “Oh, really? What, are you going to slap me? Pull my hair?” Rhea shot back, trembling but refusing to back down. Lucas smiled, but it was a dangerous smile. “Or else… I’ll kiss you. Even if I’m gay, I could still get you pregnant. Remember that,” he said, threateningly. Rhea’s eyes went wide. What? Get me pregnant? As if that could happen? “As if you could actually do that!” she scoffed, laughing at her own boldness, certain he wouldn’t actually do it.

I figuratively heard my pride as a gay man who loves sex being crushed into tiny little pieces. Gunner was right that I knew and heard about men experimenting with sex with gay men. I heard about them countless times, telling people that they just do it with gay men out of curiosity, excitement, and the sex. But again, knowing about it doesn’t make the pain and the anger less.

Dominic told me many straight men enjoy pegging and anal play and I should tell Claudia about this, but I fear she will never understand. I saw all those dildos and vibrators in Gabriel’s dresser and envy he and my son for being able to openly admit what they enjoy. “How do you know about the things Dominic is into?” I ask, cautiously and fearful of the response I may hear. “We are both gay men,” Gabriel says. “We talk, we bond and we notice things about one another. Say… the stance, the tone of voice, the tattoo that shows he is part of the community and a dom.”

"I mean, I would like to share my experience with my boyfriend since he is the first time I had sex with. Although, are you willing to listen!" For some reason, I found it very interesting to hear a gay sharing his experience with fellow man. I am just fucking curious how they do it and who often initiates having sex with their partners. "Of course I would like to hear your story if you wanted to share it. I am an open minded person and I would really want to "Alright, please listen attentively as my story is going to be a fucking hot and each scene is so intense!" I laughed at his ridiculous joke. It seems like I will have another sister.

"Oh. And that will be so disgusting; you getting attracted to me. I hope I don't catch you peeping, you bloody fag…" Justin’s expression changed, and he cut in with anger. Who the hell does Nougat think he is? It’s not as if he’s Hayden! “Shut up, you think you are worthy…” "Words, Nougat! What's the issue? Why the noise?" Evan stepped into the garden, and his eyes fell on the two glaring boys. Nougat turned to Evan and shuddered with disgust. “Dad, can you believe? Justin is a fag. He's gay.”