Hairy Gay Guy Novels & Stories

He chuckled. “There are many ins and outs of gay sex, doctor, but they aren’t very different from straight sex. I just want to clarify beforehand that we gay guys get a lot of press about being sex mongers ready to drop our trousers at the first opportunity to hit it with a ready and willing hottie.

A man with long straight hair, blonde ,blue eyes, a literal image of a baby born from a mixture of Barbie and Tarzan. His big eyes, artistic face,soft features and bald jaw line gave him a more feminine look. Nevertheless everything in his body was a complete opposite of his feminine features. His dark outfits complimented his pale skin. The girls noticed his presence, a man that pretty much got them excited but unfortunately he rather went to a gay club. He is here for a reason. “Well, look who we have here”. He winked at Anthonio and brushed his hair to the back of his ear.

Hale is not going to be the guy for me. “That is so cool! So there is an Alpha who’s gay? What’s he like? How many packs are there in the world? How many are in your pack? Are there other supernatural creatures beyond werewolves? Where are they? What are they?” River and Sage started to bombard Hale. Most people would get annoyed with their constant and loud questions. Yet Hale smiled calmly, letting them get their questions out before answering them. Does this guy ever get agitated? “Yes, Alpha André is gay. From my understanding, he’s been out since younger than you. I’ve never met him myself, but my son and his fiancée describe him as over the top, always smiling, always looking to improv

They better pray I die in here else I would make sure they never see the light of another day. He stepped closer to the bed once more, his expression unreadable as he approached my restrained body. I couldn't understand what he was trying to do as I begged him to let me go, but he wouldn't, and soon he started to strip off his pants. I shivered in shock as I realized he was a gay man. "I don't do men. Please gay man, just let me go." I begged. "I'm not a gay man. I'm a gay Lord!" He corrected and dipped his fingers into my anus roughly about six times before I felt him penetrating really hard and roughly. At this point, I felt like I was about to die.

“What’s gay supposed to look like?” My face burns. “I don’t know, man. I just meant… you seem really…” “Masculine?” He grins. “Yeah, I get that a lot. Newsflash: gay guys can be masculine too. I like hard cocks. I like fucking a hairy ass. Is that gay enough for you?” Jesus, this guy is direct. “Y-yeah, no, of course. Sorry.” The guy laughs, closes his locker, and then holds out his hand.

"No we're not, I already told you I'm not gay. The next time you block me like this I swear... "I saw you at the gay club, aren't you a stripper?" Hyce interrupted, and Isaac's eyes widened for a fraction of second, but then his defensive look returned. "Yeah I'm a stripper, but I only do that to make money. I strip in a gay club but i'm not gay, and if you must know, I like Teal" Isaac vomited the words at once, and Hyce squinted lightly, brushing his tongue on his lip. "Ouch" he mumbled.

Past Scott My hair was damp, and my shirt was soaked in sweat from the football match practice, I ran my fingers through my hair restlessly and caught a glimpse of my appearance through the window of the car. "She has a girlfriend," Harry, my best friend, said and I frowned. "She is gay." I said nothing and glanced at the road. "I think you're becoming crazier and crazier every day. You hate her but still, you can't seem to stop yourself from leering at her," my friend said with a knowing smile.

"You look like a mad dog!" Gosh, hubby is still shy, I know he's crazy about me, don't be shy, you should imitate me with a thick face. "Just tell me because it's---" "I thought you were hungry, why are you talking so much!" "It's you!" "What am I!?" "Because you're so handsome!" I'm teasing. He looked at me seriously. "What a handsome man! I'm beautiful no M A G A N D A as in beautiful and not handsome!" He bluntly said that you are gay. you are the most beautiful but I am even more beautiful, no one can beat me duh!

' He had lust in his eyes and stared at my boner. "Haru, stop this, just leave me alone, I'm not interested,' I asserted, using my hands to demonstrate my point. I covered my groin with my other hand. I didn't realize how obvious it was going to be. 'And Johan, to answer your questions, indeed, I've always been gay all my life, you can deny it all you want, I don't give a damn about you being into dicks."' He said confidently, his arms crossed across his chest.

he frowned at me. " there is no trash you clean because am not a gay " I said surprisely to his awe. " wait, you think they are going to believe that not a gay when you haven't prove it to them " he laughed. " how will I prove to them that am not a gay? " I asked. " get yourself a girlfriend because if you don't show the word that you are in a relationship there are never going to believe you " he stated. " no, I can't do it. You know how much I girls right? " he said.