Interracial Gay Novels & Stories

If Mang Tomas had given him even a second’s notice, he might have been able to brace himself. "I’m so sorry, Ma’am Lucy!" the driver apologized, scratching his head in embarrassment. Lucas M. Villarreal is a twenty-seven-year-old gay man and is also the heir to the Villarreal Group of Companies. Smart, tall, rich, with excellent genes, undeniably attractive, and yes, absolutely beautiful. He was proud to be beautiful twice over. Since fourth grade, Lucas had known in his heart that he was attracted to men. He wasn’t sure how it happened, but he remembered being drawn to his handsome classmates. He used to sneak his sisters' Barbie dolls, too, since they wouldn’t let him borrow them.

"Why is there nothing about you online, no F******k or even a freaking linked-in page?" Harris smiles "I value my privacy Tan and the internet does not allow that" After he drinks the water Tan puts the glass down, "why did you get a divorce?" "We wanted different things" "Are you gay or straight?" "Does it matter?" "You were married Harry and I don't even know if it was a man or woman, so I'll just assume man." "It was a woman" "So you are straight?" Harris shakes his head "you're in the closet?" "No, when I like someone it's for who they are not what's between their legs."

Jayler was still shaking his head. “You see, there are different types of gays.” I began stepping into the forefront. It’s time to let Jayler know about the different types of gay that people refer to. “There are bears, jocks, cubs, muscle bears, gym bunnies, otters, twinks.” I went on naming every single type that I know of. And I’m pretty embarrassed to admit the fact that I learned all of these types through my hook-up days and because I’ve slept with possibly each one of the tribe.

'Again, what do you want? 'I'm Largo Maroon, I'm sure you have heard of me.' I stared at him mirthlessly. He cleared his throat. 'Yes, it's me, the Maroon. You are very lucky that I desire you company and that sinful body of yours. You stand to gain a lot from this arrangement, if you can prove to me that your body can do more than tempt men.' I'd had enough of old men to last me for eternity, my father made sure of that. 'Sorry, but I'm gay.' I lied blatantly.

"Ken? Hmm his name sounds familiar... Oh, no! It must be a different Ken, right?" "Wait a minute, maybe it's not Ken Fernandez. Your crush was gay in high school. Pfft that's so impossible..." They both laughed while Steven and I were serious. "Ken Fernandez is my husband, my crush back then." I said seriously. They both stared. "W-Isn't that gay?" Mark asked confused. I nodded my head. "How? How did you get married? if he's gay, that means... He wants a man, right?" "Maybe Ken is bisexual."

he asked, looking at Mia calmly. Mia grabbed Hayden by the hand and tearfully explained. “Hayden, I didn't mean all I said; I was only overwhelmed by your announcement, and it made me lose myself. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I don't think of you as a jerk. And I don't hate gays. No, I've never hated gays. I was just confused, and it made me lose my mind. You know, I've never heard of you talking about anyone. It was a good few minutes of thinking that made me remember that he was the one in your painting.” She replied sincerely.

“OH! Sorry, babe! I just…well you are beautiful, why should anyone…oh, yeah…well they aren’t racist, they know I was raised with Cicely as a sister and they know that one of my best friends is a latina lesbian and one of my other best friends is a half greek half italian-american gay guy. “ I reach out and grab their hand in mine, kissing it. “It’s different from just being friends…you told them that you are in love with me, what if, like Aiden’s family, they think people of color should be designated as ‘the help’ or ‘the maid’ and not your, hopefully, life long partner?” Nova looks to be on the verge of tears.

" I interrupted "So tell me, Garvin, I said, hoping to turn his attention away from our former conversation, which I very much knew where it was headed.. "about Gordian, is he- "Gay.. he completed," yes, he is," he confirmed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I assume it's not something you're proud of?" "I didn't mean it that way.. just that he's the first of that kind in our family... I guess it will take time for everyone to adjust to that part of him."

I'm so hard. Nobody will know if I watch gay porn. Nobody will know. I try to convince myself I will fucking know. Me. I'm not a fucking fa- I catch myself mid-thought. This is why Jay and Blake hate me now. Don't be a fucking bigot Louis, I tell myself. I look at the gay tab again and on an impulsive thought, click on it. The website loads to the gay content. My dick throbs in anticipation I scroll, looking at the thumbnails. A lot of it is the same as straight porn. Blowjobs... handjobs... fucking...

Nathan was in the middle, with Valentina to his left and Jacob to his right. Flashes were hitting in all directions toward the three people seated at the table. "First of all, we welcome all media friends and journalists to this conference," Nathan said in a deep voice. "Today is the premiere conference of our new project. The love between you and me. At the same time, I also want to take this opportunity to announce my recent marriage." Nathan took Valentina's hand and stood up with her. "Gentlemen, my wife, Valentina Miller of Mercer. I hope everyone is happy and bless our union."