Good Gay Romance Books Novels & Stories

I love all different kinds of music, so there’s a little something for everyone. 3. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms: a. GoodNovel: Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)

"Wait..I never asked you to be gay" "Well,that's what I'm gonna be. Gay" Scott said excitedly. "You can't just decide to be gay, can you even like a boy. You find it hard to like anybody. Then a boy? I'm in no mood for jokes" Jackson said as he poured himself another glass. "Ohh.. Jackson,dare me" Scott said determined. "Okay, we'll do it like this. I'll set you up with a gay friend of mine. You guys will met up at the hotel tomorrow night. Are you still up for the task?" Jackson smirked.

“On your hands and knees.” Eli obeys instantly. Damian stands behind him, hands sliding down Eli’s back, tracing the curve of his spine. “You trust me,” Damian whispers. “You want me to take you.” “Yes…” “Say it.” “I want you to take me, Damian… I want you inside me…” Damian groans softly. “Good.” He reaches for the lube on the nightstand, warming it between his palms before touching Eli. The first glide of Damian’s fingers makes Eli gasp and arch, trembling.

Every step sent a fresh throb through his wrecked hole—pain and an unsettling, addictive fullness mixing together. Jax’s hand stayed firm on the back of his neck, guiding him like a disobedient pet. The quarterback’s cock, still semi-hard and glistening with their combined fluids, swung heavily between his muscular legs with each confident stride. “You thought just one load would be enough?” Jax’s voice was low, amused, dripping with dark satisfaction. “I saw the way you stared the second you walked in here, freshmeat. Eyes locked on my dick like it was the only thing in the world. Don’t pretend you weren’t begging for this.”

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.

~Love is patient; Love is kind. For two hearts lost in the world of danger and deceit, Love is A Game With No Rules.~ Hello, thank you for reaching this far on the story ;) I’d like to introduce my books before AGWNR if it’s your first time stumbling upon my work. 1|Devin ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance 2|Don’s Fiancée ~ Mafia Romance 3|Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone]

/LUKE/ I sat on the edge of my small bed, staring at the walls. It had been three days since I left Chase’s luxury apartment, and I had finally stopped trying to lie to myself. I wasn't gay—I still liked girls—but I had officially experienced what I could only call a hole awakening. I wanted Chase’s dick. More than that, I wanted to feel the weight of his balls slapping violently against my ass cheeks just like I had seen in his bedroom.

Attached to a rope chain, it hung in the valley between Callista's large breasts. Since she had begun to explore her new sexual freedom after almost twenty years of marriage, Gabrielle had developed no small fascination with both alternate lifestyles and sexual adventures. So far, having spent the night with a man almost young enough to be her son had been the most daring of her erotic adventures. That fascination had extended to lesbianism and bisexuality, two subjects which were barely discussed the last time she was single. So far, her interests in the topics hadn't extended beyond the theoretical. Not including of course, her active imagination. An imagination that Gabrielle was sure at

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

I would love to smell that scent on him all day. He smelt like what I would like to eat all day long without a break. He smelt like my most favourite food—warmth and dick. “That’s exactly why you should,” he said in a low voice. “You can have one drink with me while you tell me all about those books you look like you probably read all day.” Laughter bubbled out of me. “Yeah, you're right.” He slid in next to me and we talked at length because his questions came easily and directly in a way that was not offensive or seemed like he was prying me open like a shell.