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Today is April 1st popular my known as April fool, but I can't fool you, Diary. Often I have thrown around the idea that I might be homosexual. As is to be expected at my age, I was becoming very curious. I began my exploration by watching gay p**n and reading gay erotica. It got me off, but never as easy as heterosexual material did. Still, I kept going, often exploring my ass with lubed fingers, or a smooth object. I found that orgasms while stimulating my ass were fantastic. It was from this discovery that I formulated this fantasy. It involves a friend of Marcus.

Anything. Aaron’s hands were everywhere, rough and insistent. He gripped her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the kitchen counter, the cool granite biting into her bare thighs as her short dress hiked up dangerously high. The pink lace thong was exposed again, damp from her earlier masturbation and the dream’s lingering heat. He stepped between her legs, forcing them apart with his hips, and she felt it—the hard ridge of his erection pressing against her core through his jeans. “Aaron… we can’t,” she gasped, breaking the kiss, her voice a shaky whisper. But even as she said it, her hips twitched involuntarily, seeking more friction.

It wasn't about pages anymore, but skin, heat, and the obscene echo of their passion. The poetry aisle was dark, almost pitch-black, but for the tiny strip of light bleeding in from the exit sign and the glow of Rowan's phone-still open to that stained paperback. Claire's back was flattened against the cold metal of the bookshelf, heat pooling at the edge of her damp panties. Her hand was pressed hard to her mouth, muffling breathless gasps and soft moans, her other fingers clutching a binding like it was her lifeline. Rowan was behind her, hands strong on her hips, the tip of his cock pressing wet and insistently against her entrance.

but it's fine they changed their minds faster than I thought. "So this is the section." My eyes widened when I saw a book. “What kind of book is this?” I almost let out a curse when I saw the cover of one book in that section. On the cover there was two men almost hugging each other only wearing their underwears. “Secret to longer homosexual relationships, Male edition,” I read the title out loud. I can't believe with my two eyes that there was a section like this in a bookstore. Am I that innocent to know about what is this?

I wonder how gay people make love, never have I ever been attracted to any man other than Ethan. I instantly g****e 'How do gay people make out?' I see pictures, videos, and GIFs of men kissing, groping, and grinding nakedly. Oh god. I click on one of the links, the site is full of gay p**n with weird titles; Shakespeare in lust. Once upon a time in cock-tale. Tales of the dark hole. Star Trek: The next penetration. I cringe as I read their titles, but I scroll down anyway. Curiosity takes me to the amateur category.

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He turns me over, lays me on the table and starts penetrating my ass. “Oh yes.” I groan at the sensation of my anus stretching to gobble his girth. “It hurts?” he asks tenderly. “Yes but you must do it. Oh yes, oh yes please don’t stop.” I beg And slowly he drops a drop of hot wax on my back. I sigh. And I pant as my skin feels the pain of that hot liquid. “Does it hurt now?” he questions “Oh yes,” I say in a faint voice. He opens me from behind with more force. He drops some more wax. It feels really warm, perhaps the flame is getting closer and closer and the fire as always was the symbol of passion, daring, and desire.

Then they stood me up, bent me over the desk again, and took turns fucking me hard. “Such a good girl,” Jonathan praised, slamming into me. “Taking two cocks in your professor’s office.” Marcus took his turn, pounding me even harder. “So fucking tight. Your husband has no idea what a slut you are.” The dirty words pushed me over the edge again and again. I came multiple times, my moans echoing through the room. They saved the best for last. They laid me on the leather couch. Jonathan slid underneath me, pulling me down onto his cock in reverse cowgirl. Marcus knelt in front, rubbing his thick cock against my clit before slowly pushing into my pussy alongside Jonathan.