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He questioned, his eyes popping out from their sockets. “Yes. If you can please me, I'll give you half of my inheritance. It'll belong to you. Only if you decide to keep your mouth shut. Nobody can know about this” the finely built man said. Ricky couldn't believe his ears. He had no idea that he was dealing with a gay! “I'm sorry sir, but I'm not into men” “You have to! It's an order, or you're going to lose your job!” The obviously sex-starved man yelled out and huffed angrily.

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

"What?? Oh my god! He's still my type. What the hell. Why are gay men so handsome now?" "Yes, you're handsome too, you're just gay." I laughed again. "Will you like me when I'm not gay?"

He suddenly turned to me, and I snapped my gaze back to the hunters, avoiding his eyes. There were four men. Two of them with huge body sizes and the other two just the normal size. One of the huge guys was hairy, with a full beard, long black locs, and a weird mustache. The other was the complete opposite; he had a bald head and no beard, but he was covered in tattoos, and he had his right ear pierced. The first of the slim guys had short black hair, with a scar running from his eyes down to the top of his lips like a tear. His whole left arm was covered in tattoos of weird patterns, and his eyes were dark as if they brooded evil. The second of the slim guys was a bit different; he had a sh

“I bet those fingers would leave me trembling and begging for more. Just one touch from him and I’d be gone.” “I would genuinely die for just one touch.” One lady squealed. “Do you think he has a woman?” One lady asked a man beside him but the man shrugged and said. Haven't ever seen him with any lady aside from work-related ones. Perhaps he is gay. “Gay? Never! That man doesn't strike me as gay.” She rebuked scrunching backward. “No man ever looks gay until they act it.”

But, what the? "Tsk, the only girl who slapped, punched and even kicked Jade's beautiful ass! Hahaha." Kieg. "Hey, Kieg! You’re too much? I don't know if you're praising me or insulting me?! That girl should really prepared for me." I said. "They said it wasn't a girl..." Ziggy said. "No way! Let's just say he's a homosexual...That's right he's a homosexual. That homosexual is ugly!" "So, what's your plan now?" Ziggy asked worriedly. Why is he worried? Eh, I can handle that lesbian.

him, now he no longer lets go of my hand. "Where are we going?" I asked curiously but he only smiled at me. We entered a Salon and we were greeted by a gay man. This gay man obviously shuddered when he met my handsome boyfriend. "I want a perfect hair for her" he said smiling. "Sure! follow me, Ma'am "the gay man said with a smile. I sat in a soft chair facing the large mirror. He started to fix my hair. Suddenly the gay man spoke and I smiled at what he said. "Your luck with your boyfriend. Besides being handsome, kind and caring," the gay man said with a smile. "Of course" I replied with a smile. After a while, the gay man also finished fixing my hair. He cut it a little and put a little c

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He knew he had me right where he wanted me—hard and desperate. I hissed, watching his hand work my length. His thumb spread the bead of precome around my crown, making me buck like a damn virgin. My body was taut, muscles clenched. "This doesn't make me gay," I told him sharply. "Right, because getting off to a guy's touch definitely doesn't make you gay," Liam muttered, rolling his eyes but never breaking rhythm. "I'm not gay," I gritted out, hips pumping into his tight grip. "You can touch a guy's dick without being fucking homo."

The man named Telly was a lanky and very exterminated guy, his pink hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and his body was riddled with tattoos half covered by a khaki leather jacket. The typical gay with eccentric looks. -Yes this! -If you ask my opinion...he starts by crossing his finger arm and holding the left one in the air with a pointed index finger as if to give more weight to his "Opinion" -I didn't ask you Telly. -I'll tell you anyway. He responds by clicking his tongue. That's a kid! And she's going to get killed! -She's tougher than she looks. -How come, seeing what surrounds her, she hasn't yet taken her legs? She's in love with you, right? Big deal.