Hot Eboy Novels & Stories

Consuming, even. My thighs pressed together on instinct. “I love you,” he murmured against my lips, his breath hot and a little ragged. “I love you so fucking much, Zoey. And I don’t want to just say it. I want to show you.” His hand slid down my back, tracing lazy circles at the curve of my ass. My breath caught, my core hammering wildly at the hot sensation. “I want the world to see how I feel for you. I want to write your name in the stars and make them jealous of the way I love you.”

When I'm down to my underwear he takes the rest off and starts the hot tub. The water is warm and no one else is around. Just us. Two forbidden adults spending the night in a hotel. Two adults wanting to spend time together before fall break ends. It's the last night of fall break and for a few more moments we let the fantasy continue. The dream we are living today is a fleeting heart ache tomorrow. His career and my student enrollment can go fuck themselves tonight, tonight I am making love to Blake Oakley in a hot tub. The bubbles are foaming and the champagne is sweet to the taste. Blake and I are naked. The hot tub is in the shape of a heart. I climb on top of Blake and start riding his

Gosh, his cock looked like it belonged to a young male pornstar. "Touch it," he ordered in a steely voice. "Wrap your pretty hand around it and help me come over your big, beautiful tits." I reached out, wrapping my small hand around his thick shaft. It felt so hot and heavy, my big tits jiggling as I gave him firm strokes, his eyes never leaving them. "Fuck, Elena... that feels so good." He'd groan, thrusting slightly into my fist. "Look at your fat tits swing as you jerk me off. So....so.... close. "

Daddy Tobi explained himself. " Yes! I dey drink and I come back late but I no sleep with corper. I dey always come back late like two or three o'clock but today corper see me and she follow me to come back and she want to see Mummy Tobi that we should go to that counseling that they are doing so I no go dey stay for beer parlor again. Now, Mummy Tobi has used hot beans water to destroy omolomo." Daddy Tobi explained.

And damn it — it’s so cocky, cute, and unexpected — it works. It always works. Kiara and I are convinced there’s a secret ‘Hot Guy Sex Training Club’. A place where they teach men how to seduce the opposite sex. Or the same sex if they’re into that. Possibly named Boys Educational and Analytical Sex Training — BEAST for short. My brothers are clearly VIP members. “Let’s eat,” Enrique calls as they disappear. “I’m starving too!” I yell after them. They laugh. “It’s good to be a man,” someone mutters.

He bit down gently, a sharp nip that made her toes curl, and then he whispered directly into her ear, his breath hot and demanding. "Cum for me, babe." It was a command, not a request. Liora’s body reacted as if it had been waiting for that exact trigger. The tension that had been building since he first touched her feet snapped. She arched her back, her entire frame shaking as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. She cried out, her muscles clamping tight around his fingers, pulsing in rhythmic waves of pleasure. She came hard, the intensity of it leaving her breathless and dizzy, her vision blurring as she collapsed back into the cushions.

He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people. Did someone come to mind, because I know one did for me. There's this one fuckboy at my school, Connor Owens, and he's probably the hottest guy in my grade. At least that's what all the girls think. He's tall, has brown hair, tanned skin, and the most mesmerizing bluish-green eyes. He's a really fun person to be around, and he's a pretty smart guy. We're in all the AP classes together.

When we stand to leave, someone from the back calls out, half-mocking, and half-admiring, “Hey! ZZ merch for sale? I want one!” Zarek bows, ridiculous and regal, and shouts, “Limited! Only five made!” The cafeteria roars; the sound is a tide that lifts us, and shields us. It feels like a victory. It also feels like drowning. Later, at the corridor, Kai slips up beside me. He’s a tick—small, annoying, and persistent. When the crowd thins, his face leans close enough to my ear that I smell his cheap cologne. “You making a habit of collecting hearts?” he murmurs, smiling sharply. “Or is this another one of those attention stunts? You always did love a good audience.”

Sue: "Mal, we will offer you three options at this point. You can sign some divorce papers which I just happen to have ready for you, and leave quietly. You can fight my strapping son (he flexed those damn muscles again; I literally shook, cowering before him.) OR, you can choose to be our house boy. We were going to offer you something like 'a fair half share in the estate' but I remembered that night when you drunkenly brought your slut girlfriend from work, as well as those nights you didn't come home. And the night when my nose was pushed out of place when I 'walked into a door'. Because of these warm, wonderful memories, your service as 'house boy' will be fun and entertaining...for us

Moaning in pleasure as he watched his new fuckboy bobbing his head up and down as the young boy sucked, Matt moaned out, "Concentrate on my cock head, boy. Make sure to use your tongue to lick all around the edges and up my piss slit. There you go. That's my good boy. Keep stroking my shaft, boy. Mmm...you'll be tasting your first blast of my hot cum in no time, boy." Matt smirked to himself as the boy made a startled sound, but continued sucking, licking, and stroking, as instructed. Wanting to crush the boy's hopes and cement his predicament, Matt moaned out, "Don't worry, boy, you'll be on a daily diet of my hot cum from now on. By the time you go off to college, you'll be the best little