Kumpulan Kisah Gay Novels & Stories

John Mayo, a 22-year-old college student with short brown hair and a lean, athletic build, strolled into the bustling gay club, ‘The Rainbow Room.’ The pulsating music and the smell of sweat and cologne filled the air. He was new to the gay scene and eager to explore his sexuality. His eyes scanned the room and landed on a group of guys at the bar. One of them caught his eye, a tall, muscular man with dark skin and close-cropped hair. His name was Kai, and he was 23 years old. John had always watched him from afar in class, intrigued by his calm confidence.

I headed straight for his room and that was when I found the drawer. It was slightly open. I shouldn’t have looked, but curiosity won. Inside were neatly organized sex toys; thick vibrators, metal clamps, a leather whip, cuffs, and plugs of every size. My mouth went dry and I felt my core twitch nonstop. Just when I thought he couldn't tempt me anymore, my eyes landed on the photos. Dozens of them. Women in all sorts of positions; naked, tied up, legs spread, with toys buried in them. The expression on their face and the glistening fold told me they were having the time of their lives and my pussy clenched so hard I pressed my thighs together.

THEMES: Public danger, anonymous possession and shame kink KINKS: CnC fantasy, breeding talk, public risk, clothing ripping, praise & degradation mix, light restraint and humiliation arousal --- "I haven't finished yet!!" "Fuck off you horny bitch! I can't kill myself because you." I scoff at this, "You didn't even last more than 5 minutes!!!" However my boyfriend doesn't even look at me and rolls over to his side of the bed, keeping his back to me.

Slowly running my tongue over its shaft, making tingly circles at the tip, he held my head in place, showing me he was feeling exactly what I was intending for him to feel. See since that jerk cheated I've taken pleasure classes, a man cheating with another man is just something you don't come back from as a woman, you even start to question yourself if perhaps you weren't good enough, that if it's your fault this man had turned gay. But not me; I just knew that man was gay. All those weird sex requests—he had to be. He was gay even before I met him, so it wasn't my fault, but those skills I learned just helped me in being the best.

The combination of having incestuous sex in front of strangers while enduring sexual insults combined with the friction in her pussy was too much for her to take and her body and soul exploded. The wails from her mouth were so loud it brought others into the room to see. And for the first time she squirted all over. I kept ramming my meat into her intensely spasming vagina to prolong her orgasm. Then I gave in and shot my hot cream up into her womb. My hips bucked up against hers and we grinded them roughly together. We kept grinding and grinding in an effort to extract every drop of cum we had in our bodies. Then we collapsed in a heap with Grandma's sweaty body on top of mine. We are now i

She reached for me and we kissed again, moaning into each other’s mouths while the men used us. “Ride his face,” he commanded. “Grind that greedy cunt on him.” I did. I rocked my hips, smearing all my juices all over Ryan’s mouth and chin. He sucked my clit hard, two fingers pushing into my ass, opening me up. The pressure was insane. Then they switched to me. Her dad pulled me onto him. His massive cock pressed against my tight asshole and slowly forced its way in. The burn was intense and overwhelming. I whimpered, but Lena was there, kissing me, whispering. “You can take it baby, let him stretch you.”

His cum, slightly thinner than Jax’s, flooded the tight channel, mixing with the natural lubrication and creating a slick, warm mess that seeped deeper. Sloane felt both fillings simultaneously. The hot cum in her pussy, the warm release in her ass. It was a claiming, a completion. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, fueled by the shocking sensation of being seeded in both holes by two different men. Her body shuddered, her muscles quivering, sweat pouring off her in streams. Jax collapsed forward, draping over her, his cock still twitching inside her pussy as he emptied the last of himself. Kade slumped behind, his cock slipping out of her ass with a wet, messy sound, followed by a trickle

“My cousin sent me this one. He said it’s wild. I actually liked it.” He hit play. The video loaded. It was a gay p**n scene, two guys going at it hard. One was lean, and the other muscular. The lean one was on his knees, throat bulging as he deepthroated a thick, veiny cock. The top groaned, gripping his hair and face-fucking him mercilessly, spit and precum dripping everywhere. My heart slammed in my chest. This was exactly the kind of shit I watched alone, late at night, when Jayden sent me straight p**n links. I’d always sneak off to the gay sections instead, stroking myself raw to guys getting railed, bred, and turned into moaning sluts.

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

I had anticipated this since yesterday and right now I just needed to blow a load and get home. I surfed the net looking for my favorite object insertion p**n to beat my meat off to, I mean, what better way to get a load ready? Lubing my cock with my saliva, my palm rubbed off on my cap first before moving downwards and upwards. The screen showed a group of men holding down a gay teenager and impaling him with a ball. My mouth watered as my hand moved faster on my rock hard penis. “Shit” I gasped low and breathy as the men treated him as an object for their pleasure and not a love making session.