Gay Sleepover Stories Novels & Stories

His friends look everywhere but at me – at their plates, at the ceiling, at anything except the girl they fucked last night. I sit down carefully. I’m still sore. Still swollen. Still feeling the aftermath of being used by four cocks. “How was the sleepover?” Mom asks, oblivious. “Fine,” Ethan mumbles into his eggs. “Just played video games,” Jack adds. His voice cracks. “You boys were up late. I heard you moving around at like 3 AM.” Everyone freezes. “Yeah,” Marcus manages. “Jack... Jack had to use the bathroom.” “That was it,” Tyler confirms. “Just the bathroom.”

*** Writer’s POV: The youngsters gathered around their camp fire with marshmallows, mini hotdogs and chips. “So, who starts?” Matt mused. “Scary stories?” Saïda asked. “Heck no. What are we? Kids?” Matt laughed. “Freaky stories, Darling,” Brittany mused. “Right. The dirtiest and freakiest ones we’ve experienced individually and are ready to share with everyone,” Allison added with a laugh.

"Why bother? The master suite has that massive California King. We used to have sleepovers in the dorms on twin beds; surely we can manage one night in a bed the size of a small continent." "A sleepover?" I laughed, the champagne making my head feel light. "What is this, year seven?" "It’s a 'New Chapter' celebration," Hannah insisted, standing up and pulling me with her. "No one sleeps alone tonight. We’re a fortress. The Lodge Sisterhood."

I asked suddenly anxious “There is good news and bad news which one do you want to hear first?” she asked “Good news” I laughed “We're having a sleep over!” she screamed “What is the bad news then?” I asked “The school called my mom that I missed school so they definitely called your home too,” she told me “Oh hell is about to break loose but at least I get to have a sleepover before I pass away” I joked and we both laughed “We have to make this the best sleepover ever, I am honored to be the only guest of your best sleepover,” she said giving me a little curtsy

We all laugh at that. "Sorry i didn't tell you earlier about us coming," says Karla. " I miss our sleepovers, our late night talks and hot coffee. Us roasting people we hate and confessing who we are secretly crushing on. I miss us guys! I thought it would be perfect to have a sleepover at your house, Mila! " My heart warms at her words. "I miss us too." "Wait, if we are doing a sleepover, can't we call Hannah too?," I ask.

‘Ohh, this is exhausting. ‘Let me tell you a story. When I found out I was gay it was unexpected. I was visiting. In those visits there was a friend of a family of where I was visiting who had a girl child. I was doing my first senior year. So what happened was that there was a sleep over. I had never had no sleep overs. Ok let’s go back a bit, back then during my last junior year. That’s basically when I started realizing there is this thing called dating.’

I release it immediately and he says, "Sure, later at the sleepover." "Sleepover? What Sleepover? I wasn't told about this!" Okay WTH? I'm panicking now, I don't want to be alone with him! If he's this brave with people around, who knows what he'll do to me in private? I feel his hand squeeze my hip and hear him in my head, 'Calm down, Abijah." His voice was so calm yet demanding. I feel myself calming down automatically. And then three little grinning boys run up to me saying, "Hi, Ms. J we're-" They stopped talking when Tank puts up his hand saying, "These are the Gammas triplets, Jacoby, Jacory and Jacody, Zavier's best friends. They'll be at the Sleepover also, okay?" "Yes, Tank."

Sandra defended herself “Well you should have” Mark concluded After the movie, Summer and Stephanie were upstairs in Summer’s bedroom; “So what do people do at sleepovers?” it was no surprise she had never been to a sleepover, I mean she didn’t really have any friends. “Well it’s usually braiding hair, telling secrets, pillow fights and eating junk food. Well that was what went on in Sleepless night” Sleepless night was a movie Stephanie stared in. “Interesting” Summer chuckled *** The following morning after breakfast;

Their coffee turned into the Irish kind, courtesy of Bob Cash. Over several drinks, they had shared stories about each other. Jenny confided in Gayle about her real name and her overweight past. Gayle, in turn, had told her about her parent’s divorce and her being the oldest of five brothers and a sister. And the fact they were both over thirty and still single. They became good friends, making Charlotte’s a nightly stop unless either one had a more important date.

My best friend stared at me with hurt-fill eyes and I bit the inside of my cheek; that was the last thing I ever wanted to see in his eyes again. “Oh, Gabby,” I said as I grabbed his hand. “What happened?” “I slept with Odis.” When I say my jaw dropped, my jaw dropped. It almost had to hit the floor. I could have caught flies with it if I wanted. “You slept with Odis?” I asked gently. “Well, fucked, we fucked,” Gabe said as he nodded. I chuckled, he had to set that straight. “… and I want it to happen again… and again. I want it to happen a lot of times.”