Hairy Straight Guys Novels & Stories

"Bet you could have blow jobs on tap if you went on Grindr." "That's a bit shitty isn't it?" He laughed. "I mean, it's an app for gay men." "It's a hookup app." I corrected him. "Trust me, 'straight guy looking for cócksucker' might work in your favour." "Would you suck a straight guy?" "Dude." I laughed. "I must have sucked a hundred straight guys." "They can't have been that straight." "Getting your dîck sucked is getting your dîck sucked." I shrugged.

(; ﾟ 3ﾟ )~♪ “Uh…” Trey ran his hand through his spiky black hair, “I know how you feel. I get mistaken for a straight man all the time…” “Yes, yes, that’s normal.” Fynn echoed, “No one has their sexuality written on their face…” “Straight bro, don’t be sad, ah! We accept all sexualities into the heartbroken club!” Case unreservedly directed a welcoming look to this comrade whose crush, just like her brother, couldn’t even recognize the sexuality of her admirer for so many years. “Welcome, welcome. Here, have another drink.”

My mouth had fallen open now, and I swiftly faced away from him, staring into my finished plate of food like there was something very interesting there. He continued, "From not wanting to wear feminine clothes to not wanting sex. Do you play for the other team, is that it?" He touched my hair, and I froze. Then he gently moved the strands of hair to the right side, caressing my neck. All of a sudden, I could not move. "I do not… I'm straight, okay?" "Then what is the problem? What has you so tucked up inside your shell?" He queried in that sexy tone of his that left me breathing so hard.

Is it possible for a straight guy to have sex with another man? I swallowed before pressing on the search icon. Different blogs unfolded before me, and I clicked on one. Men who sleep with other men are gay. Whether the man is an omega or not. Another blog—yeah some straight men sleep with other men to explore. Especially when it’s an Alpha. Alpha men are the top of the pyramid, and sometimes the only thing they’re attracted to is dominance. My jaw tightened. This answer felt like the one. This made sense, considering how Zane was a Dom.

“Have you seen him?” A third voice, male this time, let out a low whistle. “Honestly? I don't even blame you. If I wasn’t straight, I'd be in line too.” The group burst into laughter. “I'm serious!” he insisted. “That man is unfair. Like, how are you that good looking and still intimidating? Pick a struggle”I could feel him fanning himself. “Right?” someone else added. “The way he walks into a room like he owns the air”

It felt alive, chaotic, a far cry from the tentative park benches of my first days here. Sarah nudged me. “See anyone cute?” I shrugged, cheeks heating. “Not yet.” But my gaze caught on a group by the staircase…four guys, all broad-shouldered and laughing, their shirts untucked like they'd just rolled out of bed. One, with dark hair cropped short and a jawline that could cut glass, met my eyes for a split second before turning back to his friends.

“Sorry man, I like long legs that wrap around my waist when I dip into their chestnut pot, my hands filled with their boobs and my mouth around their perky nipples.” He sneered. “You didn’t have to be cruel! A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed.” Reno could see how Loraine ended up being his beard in high school. They were two peas in a pod. “No, I’m very straight.” “You sure?” “He said he’s straight!” They all turned to the angry yell. It was a short slim girly looking man, with long front blond hair that covered his right eye. “Ah hell!” Jake mumbled then as he went after the guy who was briskly walking away he yelled, “Honey, it’s not what you think!”

"Gay strippers." All the guys busted into laughter. The girls didn't think it was that funny. "Omg Sam!" Hanna wailed. "Sorry ladies, but I knew the guys would kill me otherwise. Yes, I hired gay strippers so they wouldn't have anything to worry about." Sam finally explained. "Omg, Hanna got humped by a gay guy!" Jade burst out laughing. "Damn! What a waste!" Hanna sighed loudly. "Hanna Grace! You're digging yourself deeper!" Maverick warned.

He goes to grab me, and my beast jumps, kicking off his chest and flipping back away from him in front of my pack. I look at all the guys as my beast relaxes, giving me back my control. One has blood all over the front of his shirt from his nose, which is now healed. His hair hangs loose with curls down to his midsection. One has dirt and ash all over the front of his shirt. His hair is shorter all around but is slightly longer on top; it is neatly styled to be a little messy. The third has buzzed sides fading up to hair that is spiked up messily, but it suits him. The last one stands with a perfect pearly white smile, and I lock eyes with him. The sides of his hair are short, and the top is

Chapter One Sabrina’s POV “Hi, I’m Xander. This are my buddies: Jolo, Marko and Yael.” I’m at a bar when a server approached me earlier and gave me a drink with words that it was given by this group of men who is now in facing me. And of course, I accepted it. Looking at the four of them, I can say that they are all handsome and well-built. Hot. Sexy. Okay, I am drooling.