Romans & histoires Gay Story Sex

I figured he was too engrossed in his own fantasy to notice the sounds coming from my side of the room, so I hooked my underwear under my balls and proceeded to stroke my 8-incher while picturing Eric in all his naked glory walking toward my bed. So engrossed in my own pleasure, I didn't notice that Eric was really standing by my bed until he sat down beside me and placed his hand on my thigh. "It seems we have the same problem," he said, staring at my fully erect cock. He stroked his own dick slowly as he rubbed the inside of my thigh. "Maybe we could help each other out." I stammered out a reply. "What do you mean?" I tried to pretend. I shouldn't show him that I was eager or has been want

There was one thing that I realized about Gage. And that is, whenever he has sex with me he isn't the same Gage Stockholm that his fans know and see him on TV. He's a different Gage when he's with me. He's a different Gage when we have sex. It's like a side of him he never shows to anybody but only to me. When we have sex, he's so dominant, strong, and serious, he wants it deep, fast, and very hardcore. He wants it in a very random moment at a very random place.

“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.

“Then maybe it’s okay to love it. For now. Just… keep your eyes open. Don’t let him swallow you whole.” I nodded and wiped my eyes fast. “I’m trying.” We sat in silence for a minute. Just breathing. Then she grinned, trying to lighten it. “So… on a scale of one to ‘call the fire department,’ how good is the sex?” I laughed shaky and relieved. “Eleven.” She cackled. “Details, woman!” I leaned in and whispered. “He fucked me in a VIP bathroom at the gala. Mirror sex. Hand over my mouth. Vibrator in class earlier that week. Edged me through five speeches.”

he asked, starting to move inside of her, pushing himself a little deeper with each new undulation “Are you enjoying the possibility of those outside realizing what we two came here to do?” “That…” she gritted her teeth, but opened her legs even more, placing her hands on his shoulders for support as she threw herself against him with equal need “Oh, please… Faster” “If I knew that having sex in public made you so horny…” Gabriel took a step forward, causing her to let out a literal scream of pleasure as he leaned over her, practically leaving himself and Andy on the sink “I would have fucked you in the bathrooms of that restaurant and the other club, just to let those two idiots know that t

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.

I sigh. I am not getting any closer to admitting my feelings than that. I haven’t even admitted how I feel to Gabriel yet because I keep second guessing myself. “It’s hard to imagine you are working for a hot gay guy and not fucking him,” Fallicity says with a giggle. She enjoyed watching me fuck Kai before we double stuffed her. She is turned on by gay sex. “Yeah, I don’t fuck him,” I say, honestly. Gabriel fucks me and we do lots of other things, but he is always in control, and I enjoy it immensely.

Joey growled, his voice deep and raspy. "Yes... yes, I'm your bitch, Officer Joey!" I cried out. "Take this cock. Take all of it like the little twink you are," he commanded. I felt so full. Gay sex felt so much better than anything I had ever imagined with a woman. It felt right. It felt pleasurable in a way that made my whole body shake. I loved the weight of a man on top of me. I loved the roughness. Joey let out a loud groan and gripped my hips so hard his fingerprints left marks. He thrust one last time and poured his whole, hot load deep inside my ass. He huffed and puffed, leaning his heavy chest against my back as the bed.

I muttered, skating past him. He followed, pushing closer. “Don’t push me away.” He shoved me hard from behind. I nearly lost my balance on the ice. “Maybe I can find a dildo for you to stick up your ass. Would that make you cum? Wait — who takes it up the ass? Obviously it’s gonna be you, right? The pretty little bottom.” I turned to face him, skating closer until we were almost chest to chest. “Why don’t you get on the bed and find out? Since you’re so curious about gay sex, I can fuck you. Maybe you’d like it.”

That felt god-damned good. I can't stop him, my body keeps betraying me with this men. "You've got an 8 inch." He said. "An eight? Thought it was six?" I stuttered, letting out a gentle groan as he kept stroking. It felt so good. I never knew it felt so pleasant. My first time fucking a gay was more of a taste. He sucked my dick and that was all. The sir felt thick. My whole body was literally on fire. I could hardly even breath.