Novel & Cerita Gay Sex Story

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

She then told me she wanted to get me into lingerie so I could fuck her and she could pretend we were two lesbians. That's the way it went and we went to sleep in lingerie. I woke up and she was dressed for work, as a man. It was that way that he kissed me, sucked me then laying me down telling me how beautiful I looked, I let him fuck me for my first time. Walking back to my little place, I realized I'd had gay sex all night.

I could feel his eyes on me the entire way, the shame only making me wetter. When I reached his room, he led me to a hidden door I hadn’t noticed before. And my jaw almost dropped as I looked around. It was practically a sex play room. The walls were lined with toys; vibrators of every size, clamps, whips, cuffs, plugs of every size. I stared in shock at the sheer number of them. Sameal handed me a ball gag and a blindfold. “Put them on.” I nodded obeying without a single thought. He lifted me off the floor and positioned me on a padded bench.

Hehe, I was learning new things and I couldn't wait to try them with my step brothers) I couldn’t hold back anymore. I went wild on top of Justin, riding him harder. I had to admit gay sex was beautiful. I gasped as Alex nudged me, his voice low and commanding. “Relax, baby,” he murmured, his words sending a rush of heat straight to my core. I closed my eyes and let myself go, surrendering to the sensations washing over me. And Justin’s tongue continued to explore my sensitive butt hole, his touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. I gasped and moaned, my body trembling with ecstasy as he worked his magic. His touch was electric, igniting a fire within me.

Being in demand as if I were nothing more than breeding cattle, they made a name for myself beyond the women of the massage parlours. At the time I didn't know what to do, but when I saw the eyes of several men who knew about my performance to the superiors of Yaroslava. That's when I also learned that I fucked none other than Boika's wife's slut, who was another woman, by the way, they were interested in business, which was when he got closer, I didn't think twice. The gay man doesn't like women, that runaway, it was right for her husband.

I figuratively heard my pride as a gay man who loves sex being crushed into tiny little pieces. Gunner was right that I knew and heard about men experimenting with sex with gay men. I heard about them countless times, telling people that they just do it with gay men out of curiosity, excitement, and the sex. But again, knowing about it doesn’t make the pain and the anger less.

I rested my back against the door and watched as horny teenagers fucked and ate each other's faces. “Gross,” A voice said from behind me, I turned around to see a blond guy with grey eyes, staring down at me. He was fucking tall, but not as tall as Ralph, his eyes pierced into my soul and I found it hard to look away. “Do you want to talk?” He said in a whisper, pointing towards a room door. Seems like he is gay, and he is my fucking type. “Yes, I would love that,” I chuckled, taking his hands into mine.

I wanted him to go harder but he was doing the opposite. “Beg for my finger like you mean it.” Jayden said as he leaned closer to my ear and whispered. “Please sir. Please. Fuck me harder. I'm your loyal slave.” Jayden chuckled. “I can't hear you.” I made my voice louder. “Please sir. I want your finger.” Jayden increased his pace. As soon as the pace increased, my cock didn't give me any warning and I came the fourth time. “Four,” I counted out loud.

Warning: This is GAY sex story, please skip it if you are not into LGBT content. "Oh God! Professor Cross! Please!" Peter's desperate cry echoed through the locked office as Professor Damien Cross pounded into his ass with relentless precision. Peter was bent over the massive oak desk, his pants around his ankles, his shirt pushed up, completely exposed and vulnerable. And he'd never felt more alive. Damien's fourteen-inch cock stretched him impossibly wide, filling him so completely that Peter could feel it in his stomach. Each brutal thrust pushed Peter forward on the desk, papers scattering to the floor, the wood creaking under their combined weight.

I'm sure this gay man woke up in his bed. "W-What? Can you say it again? Maybe I just heard wrong." The second time I rested deeply. "He found out my number." I crossed my two fingers. I'm sure he'll preach to me. "Why did you put your number in that school? It's late at night, brother. You're really testing your stupidity. What's your spare sim for?" "Eh, I forgot that." I couldn’t help but gasp with nervousness. "How am I going to do it tomorrow? I'm supposed to go with them!"