Novel & Cerita Gay Pony Play

“I am irritated, what do you mean by homophobic I am offended by this…how could you treat him like a sex slave because of a debt!” She yelled. “He is clearly enjoying it..what is your problem?” Antonio smirked. He grabbed the man's hair again and fix him back to his crotch. “Clean up your mess you fool”. The young man was shaking all over,he immediately started licking him off. Angela saw him thrust the sex toy slowly in and out of the man's stuffed anus,the young man moaned and asked for more. Angela closed her eyes in horror. “Stop the car right away I am done..I can't do this anymore”.

~~PEYTON~~ ⚠️ WARNING! ⚠️ **TRIGGERS** MFM Threesome Anal Sex (F/M) Delayed Orgasm Dubious Consent / Dominance Play Verbal Degradation / Intense Possessiveness Pain Infliction Gagging and Choking ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I chuckled, my voice trembling, “I’m not a fan of those kinds of jokes. Why do you call yourselves sluts?” They burst into laughter once more, as if I had uttered something completely unfamiliar and odd. I lifted my eyebrows and gazed at the girl called Princess. She joined in the laughter as well. As she glanced my way, she playfully covered her smile with her hand. “That’s simply our essence and our mission.” She gathered the money and approached the crying girl, who was sitting beside her. She ran her fingers through her hair. “We please men for cash. We perform for them, we strip, and at times, we give them what they want and pursue their desires. We turn their fantasy into reality, and

He was always just after his own pleasure. Galan put a condom on and hiked her legs on his arms. "Are you ready? Are you sure about this? Once I'm inside you, there is no turning back." Instead of answering, Allysa yanked him down until their faces were inches apart. "Make me scream your name and I'm all yours." Galan smirked and entered her with one thrust, making Allysa's eyes roll to the back of her head. "Gladly." Galan positioned himself in a squat on top of her and started bouncing. He did not hold himself back and entered her deep and hard each time.

I’m already naked on the pool table, legs in the air, Sharpie tally marks climbing my inner thighs like a ladder to hell. Word spread faster than chlamydia at a frat house, $500 cash to the first man who puts a baby in Kaylee Mae Parker. No rubbers, no pulling out. Winner takes the pot and bragging rights forever.

My pulse kicked hard. He kept going like it was casual. “Girls try sometimes. Tease around the rim, lick a little, then quit. Never commit. Never really go for it.” He shifted. Adjusted himself through the shorts. The fabric tented more. “You’re gay. You’d know how to do it right. No half-assing.” My mouth went dry. “I’m not asking you to suck me off,” he added fast. Defensive. “Just… rim me. Help a brother out. No homo man.”

Still, they get in. John drives. “We’re heading to a club by the Abbey,” he says casually. “Oh, I love the Abbey,” the redhead replies. “They always have great music and great dancing.” As they drive, conversation starts to drift, until the man laughs and says, “Have you ever heard of a Gaycation?” John glances at him. “A what?” “A Gaycation. It's when straight guys go somewhere on vacation to a highend secluded place, with other men and try things that gay men would do with other gay men sexually and there's no questions asked. Kind of like a hall pass.”

The chaos of the gala fueled it, every gasp and flash replaying while I fucked him deep. “Harder,” he panted, grinding down. I flipped us best I could in the tight space, pinning him beneath me on the seat. Thrusts turned punishing, raw. His legs wrapped around me. We came together shuddering, messy and loud, bodies trembling in the aftermath. I stayed buried in him a minute, catching my breath. The city hummed outside. Everything had fallen apart and pieced back weird. “I think I can get used to being gay,” I said, voice rough but real.

“My cousin sent me this one. He said it’s wild. I actually liked it.” He hit play. The video loaded. It was a gay p**n scene, two guys going at it hard. One was lean, and the other muscular. The lean one was on his knees, throat bulging as he deepthroated a thick, veiny cock. The top groaned, gripping his hair and face-fucking him mercilessly, spit and precum dripping everywhere. My heart slammed in my chest. This was exactly the kind of shit I watched alone, late at night, when Jayden sent me straight p**n links. I’d always sneak off to the gay sections instead, stroking myself raw to guys getting railed, bred, and turned into moaning sluts.

he gasped, his cock hard and leaking between us. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Then after breakfast, we're going to the group playroom. There are three other doms who wanted to negotiate a group scene. They want to watch me use you. Want to see how well trained you are. And if you're very, very good, I might let them touch you. Would you like that?" _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> His hole clenched around my cock. "Yes, sir. Want to be shown off. Want everyone to see how good I am for you."