Romans & histoires Gay Wrestling Stories

From her position on the floor, the thirty- seven year old pulled off the red lace panties that covered her prize with enthusiasm, exposing a carefully shaved pussy. "Oh my," the redhead said as she softly ran her fingers across the baby smooth skin around Callista's pussy. Fueled by desire, Gabrielle shed the last of her inhibitions and pressed deep into her young lover's sex with all the passion of a recent convert. Her first taste of another woman filled her as Callista's body quickly responded to her attentions. "Oh yeah, baby, right there," Callista moaned as she helped guide her novice lover. "Oh that's it, right there."

We were standing frozen, staring into each other’s eyes. It felt exactly like Friday night under the blanket. I had stayed perfectly still, letting him hold onto me. It was just us holding hands, and yet it felt so naughty. I’d known I was gay since freshman year, but I’d built a fortress around that secret, convinced Carter was the one thing I could never have. Now, the walls were cracking. “Boys! Get your idiot asses inside before you catch pneumonia!” his mom screamed from the front porch, grabbing our attention.

Ryder and Luca painted my back and breasts with hot ropes of cum. I collapsed onto the couch, a trembling, cum-drenched mess. My pussy throbbed, red and swollen, thighs sticky, lips puffy and sore. Every inch of me ached in the most delicious way. Zane stroked my hair almost gently, his voice low and satisfied. “Good girl, Scarlet. You took all of us so well.” I lay there panting, mind fuzzy with lingering pleasure and shock. What have we done? But as their hands soothed my skin and they pulled me into a warm, tangled pile of bodies, a dark, secret part of me knew I’d crave this forbidden trap again.

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

“On your back. We’re going to use you.” Jake grinned, lying down in the center of the bed, his muscular body stretched out, cock pointing straight up like a thick pole. Veins pulsed along the shaft, the head swollen and leaking. “Come and take what you need, my dirty little stepsister and stepmom.” Sarah helped position me first. She guided me over Jake so I straddled him reverse cowgirl, my back to his face, my dripping pussy hovering just above his cock. “Lower yourself slowly, baby. Let me watch that tight pussy stretch around your stepbrother’s big dick.”

"Waaaa help rape, rape... help meeee!!!" Hey Ken, we haven't even started yet. I mean, I haven't started yet. "Hey, be quiet, you're making me feel guilty, hubby. It's not called rape, it's your honeymoon." I held his hand, because he was struggling. Tsk, stop whining hubby if you don't want to die, die of pleasure hehe it's not just a joke. "Are you crazy, I don't want a honeymoon shutangina you Trix!!"

he retorted with sarcasm (gay also means happy). Nougat suddenly feigned a shudder. He took a step back and used his hand to cover his chest as if in that way it would protect him from Justin. "Ah. Still can't believe it. Tell me how many times you have crept on me, my little sad friend." He taunted sarcastically.

All while he was being put in different positions by Toussaint, he’d ignored this and shoved it to the back of his mind to focus on the sinful desire. He’d broken Athena’s third rule of professionalism. And now he was attached. And it was everything he feared. Jace gulped, carefully giving his choices a thought as realization hit him. “I’d love to, Toussaint,” he whispered, carefully choosing his words. “But I still work with the hotel. It’s not something I’m willing to throw away.” Toussaint didn’t stop kissing his napes, although a little more subtly as he pinched his nipples, then down to his cock that was growing again.

He slammed back in, doggy style, his hands gripping my hips as he thrust deep and fast. “Fuck, your pussy grips me so good." Thea slid beneath me, her mouth latching onto my swinging breast as she tried to suck them, desperate. Adam slapped my ass lightly. “You two are filthy. Kara, tell me how my cock feels.” “It’s so big… stretching me… don’t stop!” I gasped, feeling Thea's teeth against my nipple. Thea chuckled lightly. "Fuck her harder, Adam, make her come.” He growled, thrusting faster, his balls slapping against me. “Come on my cock, Kara. Grip me.”

Especially Jake and Tyler. They were the closest to my brother. They were also the ones who gave me wet dreams. I noticed the way their gazes lingered on my legs whenever I wore shorts, the way they intentionally brushed past me whenever we passed each other in the kitchen. The tension was electric and I didn't know what to do with all that without seeming desperate. So like the normal person I was, I found solace in watching p**n. It was my guilty pleasure that no one knew about. And I didn't intend to let anyone know that I got myself off by watching other people getting fucked.