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“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

My first gay fuck was a rape and my sexual later experience aside from girls was my own masturbation. "Come on. I know you look always at me and I do listen each time you masturbate" He demanded again making me heave a sigh. He knows I always masturbate? Breaking a slow sigh, I asked "Are you... Are you gay?" He smiled. "You have a nice body and big cock for my liking. Even a straight guy will want to suck you" Diary, I can't explain the euphoria that lit up my mind. His compliment was like drums of joy and a smile crept up my face. "Why did you always snub me then?"

They asked, their voice cold and dominant. My brain stalled but my mouth fell open with a wince, “Yes… Cage me into submission, Daddies.” <><><><><><><><><><> BOUND BY HIS RULES will return, reborn, reheated, and darker as CAGED BY DADDIES RULES and if your pulse isn’t already misbehaving, it will be. Who’s feeling that heat pooling in between their legs??? 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.

All characters are 18 years or older. This story can be read as a stand-alone. If you would like to read more about the main characters, please check out "In Love With A Lesbian Episodes" in the First Time category. This story contains elements of anal, exhibitionism, group (mmf and mff), mild reluctance, toys, lesbian, and of course lots of sex. Austin, Alanna and their housemates play Strip Poker on a rainy day and everyone gets frisky.

Work was going smoothly, and for a few hours, I felt like a normal teenager again. I spent most of the morning chatting with Gav. He’s gay and absolutely unapologetic about it. He spent a good thirty minutes gushing about his new boyfriend while he was supposed to be wiping down the cake display. "Girl, he treats me like such a spoiled princess," Gav said, leaning over the counter with a dreamy sigh. "The other night, he took me out to this fancy place, and then afterward..." He went into way too much detail about their sex life, and I had to hold up a hand to stop him.

Her fingers slid easily back inside me, picking up where I left off , withdeep, steady strokes that made fresh wetness leak out. “He won’t be interested in you like that, Maya,” she said softly but firmly, curling her fingers against my G-spot while her thumb circled my clit. “Dad likes experienced women — women who know how to ride a cock properly, not innocent virgins who’ve only been fingered by their best friend.”

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.

Glancing pointedly at Kaitlynn, I said, “And you don’t think that would jive with me because…why, again?” When she floundered for an answer, Gabby stepped in. “She’s big into romance novels.” Lifting her eyebrows meaningfully, she added, “And you know what that means, don’t you?” “It means…she likes sex?” I guessed optimistically because there was a lot of sex in those kinds of books, weren’t there? Well, great. I liked sex too. Loved it, in fact. Ergo, we should get along splendidly. “She likes romance, you buffoon,” Kaitlynn explained with an impatient sigh. “She put together the book club Gabby and I are in.”

"Waaaa help rape, rape... help meeee!!!" Hey Ken, we haven't even started yet. I mean, I haven't started yet. "Hey, be quiet, you're making me feel guilty, hubby. It's not called rape, it's your honeymoon." I held his hand, because he was struggling. Tsk, stop whining hubby if you don't want to die, die of pleasure hehe it's not just a joke. "Are you crazy, I don't want a honeymoon shutangina you Trix!!"

Every step sent a fresh throb through his wrecked hole—pain and an unsettling, addictive fullness mixing together. Jax’s hand stayed firm on the back of his neck, guiding him like a disobedient pet. The quarterback’s cock, still semi-hard and glistening with their combined fluids, swung heavily between his muscular legs with each confident stride. “You thought just one load would be enough?” Jax’s voice was low, amused, dripping with dark satisfaction. “I saw the way you stared the second you walked in here, freshmeat. Eyes locked on my dick like it was the only thing in the world. Don’t pretend you weren’t begging for this.”