Gay Smut Comics Novels & Stories

I'm such a greedy slut. My flimsy nightgown is slid off my body entirely and I am completely naked for them. I feel so sexy lying on my back with my legs spread open and my breasts are still wet with spit, sensitive from being sucked on. “Look at her body” Liam says softly, moving downward to kiss my flat stomach. “I could play with her forever and not get bored” Ben says with a smirk on his face and he slaps my thigh, the feel of his palm against my bare skin makes my pussy tighten.

The smell of the men’s unwashed cocks and balls was intoxicating, filling Clay’s nostrils and making his head spin. As Jamal recorded Clay sniffing and whiffing the men’s musky balls, Clay could feel his orgasm building to a peak. With a final, desperate sniff of Jamal’s balls, Clay’s body convulsed, his tiny clit pulsing and twitching inside its metal cage as he came harder than he ever had before. “Fucking hell,” Jamal growled, his voice a mix of disgust and amusement. “Look at this little faggot, cumming like a bitch in heat. You know what that means, don’t you, boy?”

My first gay fuck was a rape and my sexual later experience aside from girls was my own masturbation. "Come on. I know you look always at me and I do listen each time you masturbate" He demanded again making me heave a sigh. He knows I always masturbate? Breaking a slow sigh, I asked "Are you... Are you gay?" He smiled. "You have a nice body and big cock for my liking. Even a straight guy will want to suck you" Diary, I can't explain the euphoria that lit up my mind. His compliment was like drums of joy and a smile crept up my face. "Why did you always snub me then?"

My panties rip. Cool air touches my pussy. I'm exposed. Zeke steps back. He pulls his pants down. His zombie cock springs out. It's thick and veined, the skin mottled green and black. Pus drips from the tip. It smells foul, like curdled milk and decay. Precum leaks in thick globs. Yellow and sticky. I gag at the smell. He grabs my hips. Flips me around. My face presses against the wall. Rough wood scrapes my cheek.

My lips curve in a pout and I hum, dripping saliva on my chest. The thick bubbly fluid slide down, glistening on my smooth skin. It forms a lump on my nipple. Eyes pinned on me like a tiger, his hands hold the waistline of his pants. He pulls down, freeing his cock as it bounces out like a spring. “Uh.” I gasp, eyes out. Damien I know… But this monster of a cock… Holy fuck. “Sucha big man, daddy.” I groan. “Fuck, I want you splitting my ass and pounding my garden… I want you popping my cherry, daddy.”

“This is the weirdest shit we’ve ever done… but it feels good.” They sat side by side, shoulders brushing, eyes darting between the gay p**n on TV and each other’s cocks. The wet sounds of their hands stroking filled the room, mixing with the moans from the screen. “Yours looks so fucking hard,” Kevin said, voice lower now. “Look at that vein throbbing. You’re leaking all over your hand, bro.” Mike grinned, twisting his wrist on the upstroke. “Says the guy whose cock is dripping like a faucet. You’re making a mess, Kevin. So fucking hot though.”

They made her crawl and clean both cocks with her tongue, licking every drop of cum, ass juice, and pussy cream. Lia lay there afterward, legs spread obscenely, covered in sweat, spit, and cum. Her holes twitched and leaked. She felt completely destroyed. And she fucking loved it. Ethan crouched down and shoved three fingers into her sloppy cunt, stirring the mess. “How do you feel?” “Like a whore,” she whispered hoarsely, smiling through the mess on her face. “Your filthy whore.” Jax laughed. “She’s ready for the team party tomorrow. Gonna let the whole locker room run a train on this cum-guzzling slut?”.

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I asked directing my question to Mesi as Destiny's laughter echoed over the line. "You know, lesbian porn is just very overexaggerated and unrealistic as you said and I can't get off if I don't believe they're enjoying themselves, and with gay porn, it's just a lot more realistic, at least to me," she explained and I smiled glancing over to the gate to see Tameka entering and I sent her wordless greeting before returning my undivided attention to the conversation I was currently having over the phone. "Okay I understand," I voiced

“I hate how smug you are. I hate your stupid smirk. I hate that you think you can just take whatever you want.” He thrust again. Harder. Deeper. Bed creaking under us. Headboard tapping the wall. “Then why are you moaning my name every time I bottom out?” he asked. Voice strained. Cock twitching inside me. I moaned louder. Could not help it. The angle was perfect. Hitting my g-spot with every stroke. Building pressure slow and relentless. My hips started moving again. Meeting him. Chasing it. Hating myself for it. “Shut up,” I gasped. “Just shut up and fuck me.”