Novel & Cerita Gay Romance Stories

All that was left was the porcelain white skin of her small boobs that Edward was straining to see. He leaned back and sighed when Grace stood up straight to kiss me on the lips. Two pairs of tits were grinding against each other. "Wow," he muttered as his favorite po*no subgenre: interracial lesbian played out in front of him. "Wow, wow, wow." "Look, daddy," Grace said. She glanced at me. "Can I call him 'daddy,' too?" She didn't wait for an answer. "Look at us kiss, daddy," she said. And she slithered her tongue into my mouth. We wrapped our arms around each other, our chests smooched together, and we moaned loudly and exaggeratedly as we French-kissed.

My fingers dug into his ass cheek to spread him wide open while we frotted before the head of my dick was made to tease his hole again and again. The shower still ran in the background as we lost ourselves in each other. Teamates, rivals, lovers, or now maybe something darker and hotter. I knew this would not stop at one night because the forbidden pull was too strong, the musk and sweat and passion was too addictive for it. There would be more. Other nights I mean. “I might cum,” he breathed. I held him close with my hand placed possessively on his hip. "We are not done here Kai. Not even close. So, don't you dare cum.”

The seduction bloomed unintentional: humidity making my skin glow, his drunk haze blurring lines, our the steam. He leaned in, nose grazing my hair, inhaling deep. "You smell... fuck, so good." Words accidental, but they ignited. I turned my head, lips brushing his jaw soft, unintended. His hand settled on my waist, fingers splaying over the bare skin where tank met shorts, burning through me. "Jax... we can't. Mia..." But my body arched subtle, traitorous, the ache between my thighs growing insistent. He groaned low, forehead pressing to mine, shifting his hips and there it was, the hard length in his shorts pressing against my hip, thick and unyielding.

Chapter Three – Retreat’s Rapture The Sapphire Retreat darkened as night fell, the stars reflecting on the waves, the cabana’s sapphire curtains billowing in the coastal breeze, the air thick with the musk of our passion. My body was a map of their desire—bruises on my hips and thighs, bite marks on my chest, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger within me raged, a primal need fueled by Marcus and Liam’s unrelenting dominance. The two men loomed over me, their breaths heavy, cocks hard again, eyes locked on mine with a fierce devotion, ready to culminate the retreat in a rapture of flesh and spirit. The isolation thrummed with the energy of our shared taboo, their partnership a sacred

He once again whined. It was an amusing sight for Subh-Dil, seeing a grown-up man whining like five years old. "No, we have already taken so long break for the wedding. I won't skip another day now." Subh-Dil shook her head and told him strictly. "Fine!" Ammar huffed. ••• "You two are weird, who goes to village for their honeymoon?" Rida asked. It was break time and both were in the staff room, checking notes of their students. But only Subh-Dil was checking the notes, Rida was more interested in knowing about her honeymoon.

the doctor smiles at Kaine then continues to walk away. Going back into the room Kaine stops when Seth's parents both turn to him with stern looks, "are you ready to tell us what happened?" Seth's mother asks "Seth's girlfriend did this" he answers honestly "Cathy beat him this bad?" his dad asks "No, she... well I should start from the beginning" Kaine stops takes in a deep breath and lets it all out. "Seth and I were together secretly but then weren't anymore, because he was afraid of what people would say if they knew he was gay-"

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.

“Now ruin it.” He withdrew until just the tip remained, then slammed back in. A brutal, punishing thrust. Leila screamed, her nails digging into the leather. He set a relentless, rough pace, each drive a claim, each withdrawal a tease. The slap of his hips against her ass filled the room, a lewd percussion to their choked moans and filthy talk. “You like this?” he grunted, pistoning into her. “You like getting your ass fucked by a gay man?” “I love it!” she shrieked, pushing back against him. “Your cock is so deep! I can feel it in my guts!”

Note: This book is a reverse harem, meaning the main character has multiple partners. Just hop on for the ride. I promise it will be an unforgettable, seductive journey. --- Part 1 "Let's go, Paltmin!" Grog called out to me, with a radiant smile on his face. His long red hair bounced as he raced to meet me. "What are you so cheerful about?" I frowned at my best friend of eighteen years. Grog and I grew up together because our parents were friends. And when my parents died, his family took me in as one of their own.

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.