Gay Porn Fiction Novels & Stories

Rebecca’s prolapsed cunt hung open like a used, cum-dripping rose, thick globs of seed bubbling out with every twitch. Her asshole was a wrecked, puffy gape constantly farting piss and cum. Yet the greedy whore still spread her legs wider, voice a broken, cock-drunk whimper. “More… stuff all my filthy holes… I need to be completely destroyed.” The six men grinned like demons. Aiden stepped closer now, his cock leaking as he watched his girlfriend beg to be turned into a human fucktoy.

His fingers found its way to my opening and plunged in without warning; two fingers, then three, stretching me roughly while his thumb flicked my clit. I cried out, arching my back to meet his pace. “Think you can tease me?” He growled against my skin. “You think you can spread this slutty little cunt and I’ll just sit there like a good gay brother?” He pulled his fingers out, earning a pleading whimper from me. He yanked his sweatpants lower, cock springing free; it was way thicker than I remembered, pre cum beading at the slit. He smeared it over my folds, merging it with my own wetness.

I'm so hard. Nobody will know if I watch gay porn. Nobody will know. I try to convince myself I will fucking know. Me. I'm not a fucking fa- I catch myself mid-thought. This is why Jay and Blake hate me now. Don't be a fucking bigot Louis, I tell myself. I look at the gay tab again and on an impulsive thought, click on it. The website loads to the gay content. My dick throbs in anticipation I scroll, looking at the thumbnails. A lot of it is the same as straight porn. Blowjobs... handjobs... fucking...

I shuddered as a cry of pure pleasure escaped my throat despite the obstruction. My body convulsed, and my hips jerked, inner walls fluttering as waves washed through me. As I rode the aftershocks, Marcus pulled out of my mouth, his cock slick with my saliva and his precum. Julian followed, withdrawing with a soft pop. Both men stepped back, watching the disaster they had made of me. “Now”, Marcus said, “the real punishment begins”. He grabbed my hips, and turned me onto the back of the carpet, my legs spreading wide. Julian moved to stand at my feet, his cock still hard while precum glistened at the tip.

Megan drove back to her apartment. When she got there Gary was busy pounding into another woman. She smacked her purse onto the kitchen table. “Yes, baby fuck me that hard,” groaned the prostitute. “Harder. Fuck harder. You’re not even using a condom so you better spill that filthy seeds of yours inside of me.” Gary’s hip was moving vigorously. He turned his head to look at Megan. He pulled on the prostitution’s hair. The prostitution was groaning out of excitement.

Lena reached down and shoved three fingers into my empty, gaping pussy while pounding my ass. “Two holes stuffed like a proper fucktoy,” she laughed darkly. “You love being my dirty little secret, don’t you?” “Yes! I’m your dirty anal slut!” I cried out, pushing back to meet her thrusts. Lena fucked my ass harder, fingers slamming into my cunt at the same time. The double penetration was overwhelming. I came again violently, squirting all over her hand and the bed while my asshole spasmed around her thick cock. She finally pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and straddled my face again.

I grabbed my laptop and my head phonesand pulled out my cock,playing gangbang episode starring the red head pornstar. I rubbed so oil in my hand,and started to massage my dick,greasing it so it could become slippery,just how I expect inside Sarah to feel,I pumped my hand up and down my shaft,imagined I was thrusting my fat juicy dick inside her wet warm tooshie “ fuck Sarah,take my cock like good fucking girl” “ yes baby just like that.. milk daddy’s fucking cock”. My breath out of place my voice low and husky. I closed my eyes trying to stifle my moans, as I kept dirty talking while listening to pornstar moan and get fucked.

I peeked, hiding by the side of the doorframe, careful not to get caught. And there he fucking was—Rick, he wasn’t having sex with anyone like I’d suspected, he laid open on the king-sized bed in all his glory, his back to the bedhead, naked and vulnerable. His legs were up in the air, knees pressed toward his chest like he was positioning to get rimmed... His cock was rock-hard, throbbing with a shiny silver penis ring clamped at the base of his cock, balls, swollen under the strain. On the laptop beside him was gay p**n, playing out— one muscular man topped a twink, pounding him relentlessly. Rick’s eyes were glued to the screen, blazing with lust, as his hand worked between his spread ass

“You couldn’t remember the name Harry, but you could remember Zayn? I’m impressed. Next you’re going to tell me you’re writing One Direction fanfiction.” I stared at her. “How can you write fanfiction about real people?” “Oh, you sweet summer child.” She was laughing maniacally as she began typing into her phone. “It’s the Internet. Haven’t you heard of rule thirty-four?” I shook my head. I regretted going down this rabbit hole already. “You can find any kind of porn on the Internet. Duh.” Niamh cackled. “There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.”

Gupta _________________ Trigger Warnings: MMMF, MF, MFM, Chòking, slàpping, exhìbitionism, non-con elements, spànking, sharing, humiliàtion, dègradtion, bullying, Punishments, Manipulation and power imbalance. Revenge and retribution. Rough handling and over stimulation. Dubious consent. Forced proximity. Coercion and Blackmail. If any of these themes are triggering for you, please proceed with caution. Your mental health matters. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND DOES NOT REFLECT REAL LIFE BEHAVIOURS. THE CHARACTERS ARE MORALLY QUESTIONABLE AND SHOULD NOT BE ROMANTICIZED IN REAL LIFE.