Gay Pirates Book Novels & Stories

Along with the usual suspects, he found a book with two anime guys kissing on the cover. "That's my sisters," Kiaan blurted, grabbing the book. "Girls like that to read that sort of thing?" Sammy asked. "Most of those things are written by women for women, hence why they are so sickeningly romantic," Caine input, momentarily turning away from his work at the computer. Sammy smiled, unsure of how to respond to that. Were gay relationships typically less romantic than straight ones? He hoped not. The idea of just jumping straight into bed with the first guy he met scared him on so many levels. He wanted to go through the flirty beginnings and the dating phase.

Theo smiled disarmingly, "Don't worry if the authorities pushed, my men can fight to the death." Gabi paled. "Are you trying to scare me, Senor? He stood up and offered his hand to her. Hesitantly, she reached for his hand when suddenly the boat rocked. She held on to him, and his arms encircled her to protect her from falling. Gabi, embarrassed, pushed him away. He smiled knowingly at her. Gabi knows that men like him are popular with women. He was handsome in a dangerous way. She was not immune to his charms, and despite being kidnapped by him, it also thrilled her. Gabi only reads about pirates and criminals, but she never really consider becoming a victim to one.

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.

When they asked me to flip over, my cheeks were already burning. Now on my back, I kept my eyes closed, pretending to enjoy the sun. But I was hyper-aware of everything. Ryan’s hands on my stomach, spreading lotion just under the waistband of my bikini. Tyler’s fingers gliding over my collarbones, then lower, teasing the tops of my breasts as my nipples hardened. Marcus was boldest,bcuz his thick fingers rubbed lotion over my inner thighs, spreading my legs just a little. One thumb came so close to my pussy I almost moaned. I was getting wet. Like really wet. The thin fabric of my bikini was probably showing it.

If he heard or read something or saw it, he knew it. His second geeky habit was he read a lot. Gio had the unfortunate distinction, since the eighth-grade end of the year awards ceremony, of being the only student in the history of his school to have officially read every book in the school library. That was how he knew so much about sex and pleasing a woman. In a forgotten section of the library, he'd found a book he stole. The book was an old religious training book for engaged men called "The Act of Marriage." It was a book a pastor had written explaining how to sexually please a young groom's new wife, complete with drawings and diagrams. Gio had read that book cover to cover at least 50

He parted his lips and Toussaint’s thick cum-coated fingers slid in, the warm saltiness of semen flooding his taste buds. “Fuckkk!” Toussaint rasped at the sexiness of the sight. After licking Toussaint’s fingers clean, Jace stood up, cock erect and facing him, then knelt down as ordered. “Take them off,” Toussaint ordered and Jace complied. Toussaint’s humongous cock sprang out like a viper ready to bite. Jace’s jaw dropped at the length and size of it. He’d seen cocks of various sizes but none like THIS. It was at least thicker than his wrist and longer than most.

well I haven't decided on a name, but I'll reveal it as well in the new book. Thank you, everyone for all your comments, gems, threats. Yes threats cause that was what made me write most of the time, haha. But i am grateful to all my readers, both ghost readers as well. I do not know if you all only like MM{ which is cool,} But if you also read MF, I hope my other books in the catalogue will catch your fancy, and the best thing is, you can always find a gay couple, in each and every one of them! Plus gay sex, lots of it, so haha, With this I say this is truly the end of the book: The Alpha King's Pet: His Omega Slave.

All ghost pirates captains wore red hats honoring Red. Many generations later (and a few pages in the book) we got to the story of Bia's parents. To be more exact, from Bia's mother. She was the only daughter of the captain and an excellent pirate, merciless, strong, fast, and a born leader. Everyone from the crew was happy to see her becoming the next captain. But one day she met a very handsome Spanish boy that worked at the port of the pirate island. Every time they got to that port, Bia's mother would secretly( which is effortless for a ghost pirate captain) bring him to the ship at midnight. When her father discovered it, he was about to explode. By the lawns of Red it was forbidden to

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult shit, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1) Nathaniel Lachlan 2) Aaron Riverwood 3) Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams 6) Mary Redferne Elizabeth Paige Flashback AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was aroun

IMPORTANT WARNING: This is an MM (Male/Male) Gay Erotica story with extremely explicit and graphic sexual content. If you prefer MF stories and are uncomfortable with gay romance, please skip this book and move to Story 9 in my collection. 18+ ONLY. Liam’s hand still stung from the slap he’d delivered two days ago. The memory burned hotter than the summer night air clinging to his skin. That arrogant bastard at the gallery opening, tall, dark-haired, with a jaw like carved marble and eyes that screamed 'I own everything I touch' had grabbed him by the waist and kissed him like he had every right. No warning. Just lips crashing down, demanding, tasting of expensive whiskey and pure dominance.