Gay Uncle Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Every question now felt like a weapon designed to expose and arouse. “Never have I ever had a gangbang fantasy,” Marcus said, his voice rough with desire. I drank without hesitation, my hand slightly shaking as I set the bottle down. All five of them stared at me with pure predatory hunger. Tyler delivered what felt like the final blow. “Never have I ever fucked more than one person in the same night.” I drank again. The stories that followed were extremely explicit, full of threesomes, watching friends fuck, and sharing partners. My nipples ached painfully. A visible wet spot had formed on the crotch of my shorts. I was dripping wet, my pussy throbbing with urgent need.

"Tell me what you need, Elena. I can keep a secret." I should have pushed his hand away. Instead, I parted my thighs slightly. "Something real. Rough. Passionate." His fingers slid higher, brushing my bare pussy. "No panties. Naughty bride." Two digits pushed inside me right there at the bar. I gasped softly, gripping the counter. He pumped them slowly, thumb finding my clit. "So wet already. Your husband doesn't know what he has." "Alex... this is crazy. We're at a public bar."

But his cock jumped, betraying him. I laughed out. Dirty. I shoved back. Deeper this time till my nose was buried in his pubes. My throat bulged. Gagged loud. Wet slurps filled the room. As I sucked, my hand slipped between my legs, pushing my panties aside. And I plunged three fingers into my pussy. It was already soaked. Dripping. My clit super swollen. And I rubbed hard circles. Fast. Wally moaned. Threw his head back. But I grabbed his chin, forcing his gaze down.

“The Northern Alphas come here. They’ll pay. They always pay for fresh cunts. Here, she's a virgin. She has never been touched." That word stung. Fresh cunt. Not daughter. Not blood. Not flesh of his flesh. Just a body. Just holes to be sold off. I didn’t even know the name of this place, but I knew what it was. I’d heard stories whispered among the servants back home—rumors of an underground den where music never stopped, where girls were paraded on their knees, collared, chained, forced to spread for men who had enough money to break them in half.

“Stop telling people you’re a virgin, and voilà, problem solved.” “That might work with chicks, but it’s pretty obvious for guys when someone doesn’t know what they’re doing.” “You say this like you know it for a fact.” “Anal takes prep, and it’s not like you can just shove it in like you can with girls.” “You’re definitely gay if you think girls want us to just shove our dicks into them.” Dec’s character appeared in the corner of my screen, and I aimed my BFG, or big fucking gun, at him.

the taller guy had had made quick work of zipping and unbuttoning his jeans and now his palms were rubbing directly at my dick Austin didn't know if he was gay but he wanted to have sex. The thought of Angela dissipated and the only thought he felt was how much release he needed. His member was hard and aching and the man before him stroked him, feeling the mouth teasing his testicles and kissing him till he felt he couldn't breathe. The ache between his legs drew sensations to his skin. He quickly thought he wouldn't mind if they did a quickie here by his car where anyone could see. It was dark outside yet he didn't care

He smirked and said that since there was a lot of money in the gay p**n industry if I was interested. I was floored that the guys could do that. One of the other models went on to explain the "gay-for-pay" reality of the gay p**n industry. I was actually surprised at how many straight guys were willing to have gay sex and be filmed. But after they all described the gigs as work, I came to understand. I was still unsure if I could ever do anything like that, but they all advised me to start out slow and see if I could even handle an erotic couples shoot. Andrew piped up and said that if I was going to give it a try, he should have first dibs as my partner since he brought me in. We all laughe

“Fuck you, Austin. I play along with all your little insults and comments to give the kid an ego boost. Ask him about our night out on the town, go on, ask him.” Dominic looked at Cooper who remained stubbornly silent. “Spill, Cooper.” “Fuck, okay, fine, he wasn’t lying about the g-spot story,” Cooper said. Hudson crossed his arms over his chest with a satisfied smirk on his face. “You let Hudson finger fuck your ass?” Ethan asked him as the SUV swerved over the yellow line. “Fuck no! We went to this happy ending place, an Asian massage parlor,” Cooper said. “He got finger fucked in the ass by a little Korean woman half his size,” Hudson said and laughed again.

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

as he tapped his fingers on the table. I started going outside as he follow me. We’re already taking the elevator with another person, who’s probably from above our floor or perhaps just the same with us. Still not paying attention to the stranger I continued our conversation. “Fine,” as I was waiting accordingly, facing the door specifically glimpsing at Keegan’s reflection, I tried to explain my idea. “Do gays get a boner as well to girls? I mean do they get aroused as well to a hottie chick?” I even added an almost awkward chuckle to make it even lighter. I think I also heard a suppression of laughter but it was only weak that I’m not sure if I really heard it right or just my silent plea