Gay Romance Novels & Stories

he asked with his right eyebrow arching up in confusion. "I have been reading a lot of romance literature; each describes in detail how to kiss. Didn't you see how I expertly kissed you back then? Wasn't it good that you lost your mind?" Rosalina stepped closer to Garry, watching as his face gradually turned into a human tomato.

Quite the opposite actually. Xavier and I have never been close enough to care about each other’s relationship. We talked occasionally, and fucked most of the time. That was it. That was the extent of our relationship. “There’s no one else.” At least for now, I added silently. “It’s just like I said. I’m in a shitty mood.” I kissed his cheek. “Next time, we’ll do what you want, okay? You can have me. Anyway you wish. Promise.” He sighed. “Lucas—”

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He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

Mario: Tell what? Gaymo: That we’re dating, and we love each other. Mario: Huh? You went too far, Gaymo. Gaymo: You mean, you don’t love me? Mario: Of course I love you, but as a friend. Gaymo: But you kissed me. Mario: Yes, because I love you as a friend. You’re like a sister. You remind me of my sister, Martha. Gaymo: I hate you. That is our conversation. I hate him so much right now. I was embarrassed with all the things he said. If that’s not love, then what is it? Will magic do some changes?

And they both left. Of course it is not okay, I feel like I got dripped in a pool of cold water. But looking at Raphael's angelic face while in deep sleep calmed me. I smiled and kiss him. I am happy that I was able to do my duty to him. I called Marlon and asked him to prepare our clothes. I am taking a bath when Raphael just came in. "Oh goodness!" I shouted. "I told you we're going to take a bath together, why cheating now." He replied while smiling. I just replied with a smile. "Hon, Rocky had already arrived and came inside our room when your still sleeping." I informed him. "So you must have feel shy again?" He teased me. "Oh me? Of course not. you're my husband and its normal to do th

He began, “It’s not hard to turn someone on. Lesbians have sex with men all the time—they even marry and have kids. But that doesn't mean they like it at all. Arousal is just a response to stimuli and I’m an experienced lover. I know you enjoyed it physically, but it doesn’t necessarily mean anything. As a doctor, I know a gay man in the states that had sex with a girl. He managed to get it up, he managed to come, but it felt wrong and dirty and not what he truly wanted. If it feels wrong, it feels wrong and there’s nothing you can do about it.” Raine laid her head back on his chest. She kissed it. “It didn’t feel wrong. I mean, it did feel strange and wrong at first—physically. But it didn’

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."