Gay Relationship Books Novels & Stories

“If only I could find the right words to describe him. I don’t understand why he doesn’t feel the same way I do. Could it be that he never wanted this marriage in the first place and only agreed because of his parents? Could it be he feels nothing for me at all? Or worse... maybe I’m not appealing enough to him as a woman. Maybe..." she swallowed hard, her eyes lowering in shame, “...maybe he prefers the opposite sex. I don’t know what else to think, Gina. I’m so confused. “If you ask me, I’ve done everything. I’ve tried to look beautiful for him, dressed up for him, smiled through everything. Even played dirty. I mean slotty dirty for him, but nar, nothing gets to him. The other day, I thou

“No one stays with someone for so long just for sex. So, he liked her. But he never committed to her. He chose to stay married to my mother, and we both know how… let me see what word I could use… shallow their relationship is.” “Shallow?” I wasn’t sure I’d call our father and Rose’s relationship shallow. I’d use the word “lazy” for that marriage. “Even you and Gabe had more chemistry than our father and my mother.” “But you had chemistry with Rael. You slept with him, didn’t you?” “Yes… at the lake, the day we met.” “So what got lost along the way?” “You know it’s not just about sex, right?”

] "Not exactly. The record I think has been 66, but realistically it is 50 for making them, and up to 70 for simply carrying them to term for someone else. Now, if we were to be together, if you were to MARRY ME, we would have ten years to make babies, if we wanted to. TEN YEARS. That's ten chances to have new babies. Do you like the thought of that? Maybe me and you, making babies for ten years? Filling up this four bedroom house finally with baby after baby? In ten years, we might have two multiple births. Would you feel like you were a real man, a successful man, with a full DOZEN CHILDREN? Each time, you would see my belly swell with your baby. You would get to feel it kick, a child of y

“She put together the book club Gabby and I are in.” I lifted a curious brow. “You two are in a book club together?” I hadn’t realized they’d even known each other before Gabs and Hayden had hooked up. Huh. Strange. “And from the list of books Camy wants us to read,” Kaitlynn went on as if I hadn’t even spoken. “She likes that happily-ever-after, forever kind of romance too. Not the one-night-in-Brick’s-bed type. She wants to fall in love and get married and spend the rest of her life with one special person. So...” Crossing her arms over her chest, she sent me an arch look. “Are you looking for that? For permanence? For commitment? For love?”

Sarah’s hand lazily traced circles on my stomach, her full breasts pressed against my side. But the hunger in her eyes hadn’t faded. “Not done yet, baby girl,” she whispered, leaning over to kiss me deeply. Her tongue claimed my mouth as her hand slid down to cup my mound, two fingers slipping easily into my drenched cunt. I moaned into the kiss, hips twitching. Jake watched us with dark eyes, slowly stroking himself back to full hardness. “You two are insatiable.” Sarah smiled against my lips. “Watch this.” She rolled me onto my back and climbed on top in a perfect sixty-nine, her thick ass and dripping pussy hovering right above my face. “Let’s show your stepbrother how Mommy and daughter

“That is fine. So I was talking to my online boy friend about gay men and he was like that they have money and would do anything for younger men who would submit to them.” We grabbed out food trays and headed to our seats and started munching. “hmm, so what are you saying or where are you headed at?” “I am saying that someone that is way sent you a friend request right? We can use it to our advantage by playing into his fantasies.” “That just might work and I need money now because of the community college I want to enroll in.” “Exactly my point. So you can message him.” “But you know I find gay shit weird.” “This is just role play. You do not need to be gay to play with gay men just let the

His glare was positively lethal as he stood in the doorway with crossed arms. “Do not ever….ever think of touching my mate!” Gabe’s fist crashed into the molding of the kitchen entrance door, wood splintering under the impact. His body was trembling as he eyed both of us practically leaning into each other. We’d been reading the book. We’d had to huddle close together. Amaya leaned away slightly, deftly sliding the book towards me with her elbow. “Relax Gabe. I know you’d never let—” “Actually,” I bit out, realizing this was the exact opening we needed for Amaya to make herself scarce. “I wouldn’t be adverse to a little experimenting if you don’t mind, Amaya. I’ve never been with a woman.”

But as much as he wanted to see her at this moment and confess his feelings, he needed to talk to Gabe about this new information. Isabelle didn’t know if she was blissfully happy or not. Being intimate with her husband was a dream-come-true, and although she’d promised herself not to let her heart get involved, she knew it would be hard. The way he kissed her and whispered words of love made her realize how much she wanted to hear that—how much she longed to love someone and be loved the same in return. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she would marry such a tender, robust man. And to think her father actually wanted Lord Lockwood for her husband.

It was at the playground, when she’d come to pick up Lisa–the extra cute little girl I’d instantly fallen in love with the moment I laid eyes on her. “Of course I do. How‘s little Lisa?” “She’s good. And she won’t stop talking about you.” “She’s a nice kid.” I admitted, “She is,” Rose agreed, before her gaze shifted to the book in my hands. “Interesting selection,” she commented, with a small smile and I looked down at the book I'd picked. ‘Beginners Guide; How to Ruin a Man in Bed.’ Out of all the books in the library, I just had to pick this one. Heat rose to my cheeks—good thing it was hidden beneath the curtain of my hair.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier