Gay Short Story Novels & Stories

' Georgia thought and was indenial about Adam's confession. "Georgia, hey, look at me! I am telling you the truth! Believe it or not, I am gay! And I can't help to get attracted towards men and have sex with them. Now that we are getting serious in our relationship, I don't want to hurt you more. I love you but.." Adam shouted while holding her shoulder, Georgia was looking at his face. Adam was crying and hurting as well. "But?!" Georgia asked while crying. "But, I can't be with you anymore. I am so sorry." Adam continued.

The flirting. I am gay, incredibly gay that I make Barney straight. And living with a 6’2 foot of pure, pulsing beautifully sculpted man that god took his time making just infuriated the gay out of me given that he’s totally my type—physically anyways, the man is a pig.

His stocks didn't plummet, nor did investors and collaborators pull out. Of course, it was quite a scandal, but being gay in this twenty-first century was nothing new. Gay people have always existed. Is. And forever will. As Ana, Rahim, and Tessa got into the car and drove away, they didn't look back. Well, only Rahim did. He was feeling as guilty as fuck. Harry was left all alone to himself as he brooded and wallowed in self-pity. Meanwhile, Hailey, over at her workplace, had just seen the news as she scrolled through her I***a profile.

Dear Diary, I’ve decided to keep a book recording all my days here at High Hill, should make pleasant reading in the future! Well, let’s start with the basics. I’m Gabriel; surname’s irrelevant as I’d rather not link myself to my parents. I’m 15; average height, wavy mousey brown hair, hazel brown eyes, and I’ve just arrived on my first day here. My parents sent me here because apparently public school isn’t good enough for me. But the reason they don’t know is that my parents would rather not have a son like me around them, snobbish twats. I’m just not good enough for them because I’m gay... Oh yes, did I not mention, I’m gay...and single... and full of a house with lots of boys in it. Oh b

Tiara said glaring softly at me. "Zara, don't tell me you don't know what kayanmata is." Tanna said with a sad face. I shook my head citing ignorance. Anita who had come and sat beside me facepalmed again. "Kayanmata is a s*x enhancer that's supposed to make it sweeter and more enjoyable for you both. It will make to sweet and juicy down there." Tiara said. These women seemed liberated and more aware of their sexuality than I was. The problem was I didn't feel like I needed those things.

Rhea stumbled, her eyes wide in shock. “I told you not to call me gay.” “Oh, really? What, are you going to slap me? Pull my hair?” Rhea shot back, trembling but refusing to back down. Lucas smiled, but it was a dangerous smile. “Or else… I’ll kiss you. Even if I’m gay, I could still get you pregnant. Remember that,” he said, threateningly. Rhea’s eyes went wide. What? Get me pregnant? As if that could happen? “As if you could actually do that!” she scoffed, laughing at her own boldness, certain he wouldn’t actually do it.

If luck could take a human form, it would be her. If only everyone were like that. “Here,” Gabriella said in her bratty tone, handing him her new shopping bag. He had no choice but to take it, though he rolled his eyes behind her back. “Where to next?” he asked. “To heaven. Want to come?” “If there are abs there, sure,” he muttered before quickly covering his mouth. Why did his gay side always slip out whenever abs were mentioned? Hopefully she didn’t hear him. “Abs?” Gabriella repeated, raising one eyebrow as she stepped closer. “You want abs? OMG, don’t tell me—”

Gina’s story is not a very common one. She traveled to the big city looking for an opportunity as an actress but was guided by a small opportunity, and she entered the world of pornography. It wasn’t long before she was comfortable with her job. She was exploring their sexuality and enjoying in some way the attention of so many men and women around the world. Gina loved her job.

1. Our fur disappears as our bones crack into a new form and our limbs grow longer. I pin Gabe to the cave wall so he won’t be able to look down at himself, doubtful that he would keep his promise. Not wanting to waste time, I lean in. ”Wait!” He says. I stop and stare at him, or rather at my own face. ”It... Feels kinda gay to kiss a guy...” He has to be kidding. “Gabe you’re a girl right now.”

“You... looks like... you don’t require much teaching, James.” That’s the last conscious sentence I hear from him for the next few minutes. After that, the only sounds filling the room are soft sighs and moans and heavy breathing as my hands travel about his body, exploring every inch. He helps me wriggle out of my pants, and I help him out of his. Our shirts fly to the floor. It’s full skin to skin now, and I’m hard as a rock, my dick rubbing at his thigh. “Wait.” I try to concentrate enough to recall whatever I know about gay sex. “We don’t have...we need...condoms...lube...no?”