Gay Shots Novels & Stories

I wonder how gay people make love, never have I ever been attracted to any man other than Ethan. I instantly g****e 'How do gay people make out?' I see pictures, videos, and GIFs of men kissing, groping, and grinding nakedly. Oh god. I click on one of the links, the site is full of gay p**n with weird titles; Shakespeare in lust. Once upon a time in cock-tale. Tales of the dark hole. Star Trek: The next penetration. I cringe as I read their titles, but I scroll down anyway. Curiosity takes me to the amateur category.

Gaius swiped his hand over the wet tip, then pumped his cock in his fist. "So hard for you, goddess. See what you make me feel." Violet giggled excitedly, jiggling her boobs. She threw her hair over her shoulders and stretched her hands to reach for Gaius. On the bed, they laid sideways, curved into each other in the six-nine position, their legs locking around each other's neck, faces in their crotch area.

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

I became gay at the gym (4) "Good girl," Wayne replied as he released my hair from his grasp and then sat back on the sofa. "Now suck my big, black dick and become a dirty cocksucker." It didn't escape my knowledge that by letting go of my hair, it was up to me to take this final step. I was going to explore gay sex, and not only that, I was going to be a "sissy slut" as Wayne liked to say, whatever that meant.

Jayler was still shaking his head. “You see, there are different types of gays.” I began stepping into the forefront. It’s time to let Jayler know about the different types of gay that people refer to. “There are bears, jocks, cubs, muscle bears, gym bunnies, otters, twinks.” I went on naming every single type that I know of. And I’m pretty embarrassed to admit the fact that I learned all of these types through my hook-up days and because I’ve slept with possibly each one of the tribe.

I'll take a shower first before I fight Cyril. I also spent half an hour in the bathroom before I finally came out. I wore dark denim jeans and a black sandal. I paired the shirt with a black leather jacket. I look like I'm a sassy ass gay. I'm still so beautiful. I also wear the shoes that Cyril sent me last time. There's that little knife and I don't know how he did that thing. That gay man is very talented when it comes to things like this so I won't wonder why he sends high tech. I picked up the cellphone. It immediately rang and I immediately saw Cyril's name there.

“You would think that after we fuck her so much, she would loosen up eventually. But she’s always so damned tight. It feels so fucking good.” Gael kneels in front of us, his knees on a step in the tub. He pushes me back a little so that I am leaning against Hakeem’s chest. Gael runs his cock up and down my entrance, moving it back and forth against my clit. I can’t help but writhe at the feeling, causing Hakeem to groan. I whine as Gael continues running his cock along me, bathing his cockhead in my slickness. He reaches down and squeezes and massages Hakeem’s balls, causing Hakeem to buck into me.

Suddenly, the easy chatter from their table pierced my self-recrimination. One of Adrian’s new friends, a woman named Sarah, leaned forward, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Gabe, you know what? Gayle is always touching your abs. Is it fair that she gets all the fun? Can I also feel them? Just for research purposes, of course!” She grinned, raising an eyebrow, her tone light and playful. But Gayle, like a territorial hen guarding her most prized chick, reacted instantly. She rushed forward, planting herself protectively in front of Adrian.

Gage didn't even take the time to take off her lace panties, he just moved her panties to the side and pushed in one thrust. He needed to get off, his eyes landed on Kai, watching as she squirms from the little pink vibrating toy inside her. His eyes gazed firmly at her as her sandy blonde hair spreads over the pillow. That's when Gage secretly wished that it was Bree who was bound and shoved with a pink little toy between her legs.

I replied, my face turning red. "So you guys already did it??" he gasped. "Well no…" I say. "But something happened, didn't it?" he asked. "Yeah… and I liked it more than I should have" I groan. "Awwn, I can relate. Sexy men are our weakness" he said while chuckling. Oops, did I forgot to mention Gabe is gay? that was the only reason I was comfortable sharing all this with him. "Yeahhh" I replied, fake crying.