Ice Gay Novels & Stories

The screen flashed for a brief second before the bold, robotic response generated line by line across my display: AI Assistant Response: I cannot provide instructions on how to change a person's sexual orientation or how to engage in non-consensual sexual encounters. If someone identifies as gay, their orientation is a fundamental aspect of their identity, and attempts to alter or negotiate their attractions are generally ineffective and disrespectful of their boundaries. If you'd like advice on navigating complex relationships, open communication, or understanding sexual orientation, I am happy to help with those topics instead!*

Victor Jaleco turned his face away and sniffed in his upset fashion. “So, how about you yourself? Are you a gay as well?” asked Nicholas Anggiarto approaching Eriwan. Jayden Jerome also approached Eriwan with his curiosity. Victor Jaleco was also staring at Eriwan nervously. He was also waiting for Eriwan’s reply. Eriwan seemed to need several more minutes in order to answer that question. “I used to think I was a gay, since Fin expressed his feeling to me. Yet, recently, I’ve been thinking again about this matter, whether I’m a gay or not. I’ve been thinking and thinking and I have to say that…”

Fuchsia said. “Purple, you’re not going to fight me?” Black asked. Purple glared at her brother. “Do you want me to? I’ll find the amygdala in your brain and feed it to you.” Black sighed. “Thank goodness.” “But—wait! Which one of you is gay? Is it you?!” Purple hissed at her brother. “No, ah!” Black replied quickly. Purple looked at Grey on the laptop. “So, you?” “Not me either. Maybe bisexual? Because we like both girls and guys. It just so happens that I got captivated by my baby boy,” Grey said with a smile.

“Is there something wrong with the human? Did something happen?” Iggy shrugged and got up, completely naked under the sheets. I sighed. The two of us being naked meant that we definitely did something last night. It wouldn’t have been the first time though, or even the second. Iggy found his mate very early on and she rejected him because of his sexual preference for men. He now had a chosen mate who had suffered the same pain at the hands of a woman. Iggy had a confidence in him and his sexuality that was rare for high schoolers. It never changed as we got older. In my young years I decided to explore that side of myself and maybe a few times after that before Iggy found his current husband

Craig was chattering away excitedly. “Why, of course Craig, this is an LGBTQ+ friendly space. I just personally don’t have a lot of experience or knowledge about gay sex because I am straight.” Roth took this moment to observe Tristan’s reaction, as Tristan’s smile seemed to fall off briefly before he put it on again. “So, Craig, would you like to fill us about the ins and outs of gay sex?” Roth added in his usual cheerful voice, “No pun intended, of course.” He chuckled.

l uttered, as I ran a finger through my hair. “What sexuality?” she glanced at me. “In my bloodline, there have never been any gay and I can't be the black sheep amongst others,” l explained. She shook her head in disbelief. “And who says being a gay is a disease? Every humans have the right to love who they really want to, “ she breathed in “I believe those guys outside, just like you.. find love in a different way, and that doesn't mean that that they don't deserve to exist in this world or should be cast out of the lake of fire.”

"Because I'm gay. They hate me for it." "What does that mean?" "It means I like guys." Angie gasps. "Then I'm gay too. I like Tommy in my class. Don't cry Ander, we can be gay together." That actually makes me cry the more.

While Merry and I get the bacon ready, Gael beats the eggs before straining the oil from the potatoes and onions and mixing the whole thing together. “So, did you guys always know that you were bisexual?” Merry asks. “Si,” Gael says matter-of-factly. I’ve always admired his easygoing attitude about his sexuality. Not that my family ever said anything about mine. They honestly were happy that I was happy. But I had bowed to society’s feelings about bisexuality in men. I buried it as deeply as I could.

June is always a busy month for my band, Immortal Eclipse. Being a gay man, I tend to book out June to attend as many pride events as we can. It doesn’t matter that the rest of my band are heteros. To each their own. The point is they are still allies and other than my great-great-grand nephew, we’re all vampires, and fresh blood is fresh blood. They don’t care about gender or sexuality regarding the feed.

“I’m not.” I tilted my head. “Didn’t look straight when you made out with me at that club.” He laughed, sharp and bitter. “I’m not gay because I’m not broken.” That did it. “What does that mean?” I growled. He stepped closer, his eyes burning. “People become gay because they’re insecure. They are gay because they know they can't satisfy a woman.” I scoffed. He will be surprised that gay men are better in bed. And he would know that if I actually fucked him that night.