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I’d always sneak off to the gay sections instead, stroking myself raw to guys getting railed, bred, and turned into moaning sluts. Jayden noticed my silence. “What do you think? Hot, right?” I hesitated, then the words just spilled out. “Yeah… I’ve always loved gay p**n too. Like, a lot.” He paused, then grinned wider. “No shit? Why didn’t you say something sooner, man?” He turned the volume up. On screen, the bottom was bent over, ass up, while the top slammed into him balls-deep. Wet slapping sounds filled the small room—the top’s heavy balls smacking against that stretched hole, the bottom whimpering and begging for more cock. “Fuck yes, ruin me,” the guy on screen moaned as cum started l

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.

When I opened the room, I immediately looked for my cellphone that I had left earlier due to haste. I immediately saw it on the side of my bed. It was still off and when I opened it I could almost break it because of a series of sounds. I’m sure Cyril was worried about what happened. And I'm sure that gay man will preach to me. Maybe I'll read it later. My body was itching and I was so sticky to myself. I'll take a shower first before I fight Cyril.

They both laughed, so I forced my own laugh. If only you knew. He's a man! "He wasn't gay then." We all glanced at Lheny, who had been so quiet before now joining the conversation. "All the gays were men before being gay," Joy said. Lheny shook her head. "He's my schoolmate." My eyes were fixed on her, as if she really knew something about Sir Zachary. Are they schoolmates? "Whe? Really? Seriously?" Mira asked.

CHAPTER ELEVEN THE HIDDEN GAY CRUSH LOVER. Anslem had barely settled down for the night after the romantic encounter with uncle Joe in the staff office. His hidden sexual desires has been quenched to an extent as he now felt relieved. He couldn't really imagine how his gay sexual desires has increased all of a sudden. What he hated he now found himself loving. Anslem who had once hated the horrible few times where he saw his Dad and his gay friends having intense sex. But now he is growing up to becoming a pro who is becoming addicted to gay lover's.

He leaned back against the counter, flipping the cover open. On the first page, written in bold, uneven handwriting, were the words: “A Secret Collection of Male Confessions.” Adam let out a quiet breath, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Confessions?” he murmured. “What kind of confessions…” He turned the page. The handwriting inside was rougher, heavier, different from one section to the next, like multiple voices trapped in ink. Different men. Different stories. His curiosity sharpened. He kept reading.

And therein ceased all other outside thought. Harlan and I were new lovers living in a small town and with my old lover flying in from the Bay, it was clear we had to take advantage of this opportunity. It’s not every day that a femme like myself has the chance at such a hot threesome, given the size of our incredibly small queer community. So we had T.J. meet us out at a bar, and though there were few words between them other than the obligatory introductions, I could tell the night was going to smile upon us. The three of us made our way silently and swiftly over to my place where I led them each by the hand into my bedroom. It took no time at all for the ravaging to begin.

Arriving in Surabaya, we rested at a cafe. There the LGBT Gang asked me to tell another story. And coincidentally, they asked me to talk about sex. "Tell me everything you know about sex," Leah said. "Yes, Lang, we want to know," said Gary. “We want to hear it,” said Tiffany to which Brittany agreed. I just had a dream about a prostitute, and now I've been asked what I know about sex. "Okay," I agreed.

She reached for her phone and sought to look for some nice stories. She was a keen reader, and hence, she had many reading apps. W*****d was her first choice but recently she was occupied by this new app that had caught her attention. Goodnovel. It was amazing. The app had so many great stories. From sexy billionaire's to brawny Wolves... They had it all. It was not these hot characters that had gripped her these days thought. It was another genre she was busy reading. LGBT books. Yep, Ava hated to accept LGBT as a part of the society yet she chose to read on them. And in a course of a month, she read almost nine LGBT stories on Goodnovel. And currently, she started a new one that depicted h

I stood there, my hand wrapped tightly around my cock, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps. The game had left me wired, my muscles aching with the kind of exhaustion that only comes from giving everything you’ve got on the field. But it wasn’t just the physical exertion that had me on edge. It was the secret I carried, the one I’d buried deep inside—the truth that I was gay. I’d kept it locked away, fearing what my teammates would think, and how they’d react. But in the solitude of the shower, I let myself feel, let myself touch, let myself imagine.