Gay Sleepover Stories Novels & Stories

Kai asked with a deep chuckle, pinching my nipples and getting me hard again in no time. "Alright, alright. I'll go and calm down," he said, finally relenting and going for a cold shower. That night, Kai finally stopped feeling me up in his sleep, and I could finally have a good night's rest. My old baseball cap fell to the ground. I seriously couldn't remember how I'd managed to get rid of the habit of going to sleep in it. Maybe it was right after I'd gotten together with Kai. I'd picked up that habit after our huge fight years ago, after keeping myself up crying past midnight for days.

He took the guys with him. “Why haven’t we done this before?”. Lacey asked. We were currently taking up our bed watching tv and pigging out on left-over pizza. We had never really had a sleep over not a sleep over like this. They had decided they weren’t leaving, and that Jake would have to sleep in the spare room. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when I told him that. “The only time we’ve went home together is when we’re drunk”. Alanna grinned. “But I like this it’s cute”.

I got freshened in Alessa's and wore one of her track pants and crop top because we decided to head to the gym. Julia was at Nate's house. Me and Alessa hit the gym straight for 2 hours until we got tired and decided to get back to her home. "You should stayover tonight." She said as we entered the house. "Yeah sure." I said. The thing was that we were familyfriends since our childhood so sleepovers were common and no problem for us. "Did you two go to the gym?" Blake asked as he came downstairs. "No, we were having sex." Alessa said. Blake rolled his eyes and walked towards the gym while i sat on the couch of living room, laughing.

Paul laughed. More laughter followed. We set our plates aside and gathered around the fire. It was fully dark now. “Next question,” Paul said. “First-time story.” Jenny definitely wasn’t going to answer that one, so I shrugged, and Brian and I spoke up almost in sync. “Emily,” we said, laughing, and gave a quick recap for those who didn’t know the story. “In a tent, on a summer trip,” Diane said, and shared her story. “My parents’ bedroom—while they were throwing a party downstairs,” Paul said, and told his tale.

I headed up to my room, put my laundry away from yesterday, and finished my homework before heading down to reheat dinner! Maxine sits in the kitchen with me, and I ask her about the sleepover. She says she doesn’t have a problem with it and helps me with the dinner dishes. She also questions me about a rumor she heard about while at work at the hospital as a nurse, where most of the other parents of students from my school also work. It was about me dating a football player and having a very public breakup. I tell her the truth, and she tells me that I’m a smart and beautiful young woman and that she trusts and respects my decision. She also reminds me I’m almost eighteen and that this is n

"What are you talking about! That you didn't sleep last night either?! don't lie because I can hear you snoring!" "Hayst! It's up to you what you want to believe!" He yelled at me before leaving. "Hayst! It's up to you what you want to believe. Tsk, nye nye nye really is gay!" I talked to myself and imitated him. I finished the rest of the rice and dishes on my plate before I went upstairs. I just took a haft bath. Because someone told me that it's not good to take a bath without sleep. Ah, I've heard a lot about that, I don't want anything bad to happen to me!

“Babe! Don’t forget tonight’s sleepover please! Mom’s on night shift again. Come over after dinner, okay? And please, please cover for me one more time? My boyfriend wants me to go out with him tonight.There's a frat party at his department and he wants to show me off. When you get here, just pretend I’m upstairs until Mom leaves. I’ll be back before 7 a.m., promise!” I laughed softly. “Fine, go have fun. I’ve got you.” At dinner with my family, I kept my voice casual. “Sleeping over at Riley’s again tonight. Her mom’s working the late shift.” My parents barely glanced up from their plates. When I arrived at Riley’s house, she opened the door with those big pleading eyes. “Thank you so much!

She continued and I got choked up with my emotions that I gave her a hug. "Hey, just wait till you have ZG. You are gonna wish that you have taken all the naps that you could possibly take." She said to me jokingly, but deep down I know that she means every word that she just said. The night went in full swing and everyone, except me, was drinking so hard. We talked about each other's lives like we didn't saw each other last week. So dark secrets have been spilled on the battleground. Somehow the conversation turned into a boys-versus-girls fight. It was just chaotic, but at the same time so stress relieving. Gabby even got up on the table and twerked her butt out and Caleb didn't even stop

My parents had jetted off to some conference in Vegas, leaving the apartment all to myself, and tonight, to Aubrey and me. Best friends since freshman year of college, we'd planned this sleepover like it was our last hurrah before senior year swallowed us whole. Pizza boxes lay open on the floor, half-eaten slices congealing under the lamp's warm light, and our laughter still echoed from the dumb rom-com we'd started but never finished.

Jasmine nearly threw a pillow at her own face. Kelsey slapped the floor loudly. “I knew it!” Yvette blinked once. “Statistically speaking, sleepovers often increase emotional attachment.” “Thank you, research department,” Kelsey muttered. Anne rolled her eyes weakly. “Nothing happened.” “Sure,” Jasmine replied suspiciously. “Seriously.” That only seemed to disappoint them further. Anne explained the night slowly after that. The drinking, the pool games, passing out, waking up on Derek’s floor half dead from alcohol poisoning.