Jon Cryer Gay Novels & Stories

“Wait. You never saw him with a guy? Not even once?” Clinton shook his head, his jaw tightening. “Never. And to be honest, he wasn’t just uninterested. He was cruel. I remember one of our classmates, an openly gay guy, had a crush on him. Poor guy worked up the courage to confess, but Cristoff didn’t just turn him down… he completely humiliated him in front of everyone.” Rhea’s chest constricted at the image. She looked away, her thoughts spinning. “But enough about him,” Clinton said after a beat, trying to shift the mood. “Let’s talk about your husband.”

He said chuckling. Kris is a member of our soccer team. He's gay as you might already picked up on. He's also a player who's crushing on Adam Kinsley. Adam's gay and a nerd. He's the hot kind of nerd. He's shorter than Kris, not muscular but lean. He's about 5'7 and wears glasses. His hair is platinum blonde and a bit curly. Every gay guy wants to fuck him but he has really high standards. I think Kris is qualified but he's too scared of rejection.

Jeremy exhaled half a laugh, half disbelief. “Bro, what are you doing here?” Chris shrugged casually. “Came with my Keith.” The guy beside him lifted a hand. “Hi, Jeremy.” His facial features looked more feminine than masculine. Oh yeah…Chris is gay. Jeremy nodded. “Keith, good to see you guys back together.” Back together? Probably Chris’ boyfriend. I was done waiting for Chris to notice me so I made myself visible. “Chris,” I acknowledged, smiling. He barely heard me- eyes fixed on Jeremy-until suddenly he registered my presence.

you lost your right to do that when you weren't waking up from your long slumber. "Not my fault, I was dreaming about—" "All the hot male Hollywood celebrities naked? Even the gay ones?" "It's not too late to change Jonathan Groff's sexuality." "Yes it is, he'll forever be gay, you should be marked as a gay conversion humanoid." "Pfft." She spits and we're running downstairs like Jonathan Groff is waiting for us. When we're almost halfway there I adjust myself and I walk down the stairs casually, Rene follows suit. Nice to see that some things never change. I see Nathan get out of his car and I nudge Rene's hand to tell her that he's the one. She looks at him and she goes. "Damn, that guy i

But he still didn’t speak. “I kissed him again today,” I whispered. “Before I left.” Jeremy leaned back just enough to look at me, searching my face. His eyes were wide, stunned. Disbelieving. “No shit?” he said finally, voice cracking into a shocked laugh. “You’re telling me Coach Byron fucking Riley is not just gay but a bottom ?” I stared at him. He snorted. “Jesus Christ. That’s hot.” I smacked him in the chest, but the smile flickered on my face anyway, unwilling, bitter.

Kael chuckled softly, shaking his head, "Brutal." Spin to Jaxon, Ryker barking, "Dare, pussy." Jaxon picked dare, Ryker grinning dark, "Chug half your mug and confess something gay you've done." Jaxon sputtered, "What? Gay? We're all dudes here, everything's kinda gay," but chugged anyway, wiping his mouth, "Fine, I once jerked off thinking about that hot actor guy, the one with the abs, happy?" Ryker roared laughing, "Knew it, you're half queer!" and I forced a laugh, but inside my heart raced because Jaxon's questions were veering there, teasing the line I couldn't cross, wolf whining at the bonds pulling with every joke.

I said and took my phone out. When I was done informing everyone that Chris was okay, I put my phone down and stared down at the street. "Hey guys, guess what?" Chris said out of the blue. "What?" Dean and I asked. "I am gay. I am a homosexual. I am not attracted to girls. I. Like. Boys." He said with a smile on his face and I chuckled. "That's the spirit!" Dean exclaimed. "I like boyssss!" Chris shouted and his voice echoed through the street.

"Jesus, how do you know I like- Wait, what?" "Sebastian Keates," Sophia smiled at him. "I keep on telling you I'm your best friend and I literally know you a lot more than you can imagine. It's so freaking obvious you like him." "Oh." "Yeah, duh," she rolled her eyes. "But I do have a question though. Are you sure you're gay? I mean, you have a girlfriend?" "I'm gay, Sophie. I've always known it," he bit his lip. "And about Madison, it's a bit complicated. Yeah, we're dating but I don't actually like her that way."

he said. “Oh my God, Rico,” Jessi gasped while James laughed and Sofia shook her head. Ryan looked vexed. “Oh, you did not just-” “-Oh yes I did,” Rico cut in. “And damn it! He’s still not moving.” He clapped in frustration. “Rico, that was below the belt,” Ryan said. “You called me homosexual.” “Which is what you are.” “I’m gay. It’s different.” “No, you just have an existential crisis,” Ryan replied. He was still completely devoid of motion.

I have a thing for baseball players, and at a party this past semester I was talking to a guy on the baseball team called “Dylan”. Dylan and I had talked before so he knew that I was gay. He has a girlfriend as well. Dylan is about 6 foot 3, lanky with a well defined six-pack and of course a fantastic ass and great abs. He has brown eyes and curly brown hair. I’d crushed on him so hard and thought about him while jerking off but figured he was straight.