Larry Fanfics Novels & Stories

“Let them talk. We’ll burn them later. Right now I need to feel you come again so I remember exactly why I’m willing to destroy everything for you.” My phone vibrates on the floor where it fell earlier. I reach down, still naked from the waist down, Roman’s cum slowly leaking down my thigh. It’s a DM. From Larry. “I didn’t want to do this. Let’s talk. Just you and me. No cameras. No Roman. I still care about you, Lana. We can fix this before it gets worse.” I read it twice. Then I read it again out loud so Roman can hear. Roman’s jaw tightens. “Delete it.”

I scroll through their very raunchy and promiscuous conversations before finding a thread that really catches my attention. #1 fan 11/13 1:14 am From #1 fan: Are you kidding me right now? From #1 fan: You really want to end what we have after everything?!

Reluctantly, I embraced him. I tried to make it short and quick but Larry held me tight in his large arms not letting me go. He smelled like stale sweat and Mexican food and I wanted to gag from the smell. I squished my breasts under his weight and I was more disgusted as I knew he had fantasies about my breasts. I knew of the fantasies because he had more than once, sent me long messages talking of what he should do to them if I just let him. He was an all around disgusting man.

Larry was annoyed, knowing how so many young women usually lusted after Derrick Luis back at the University. "Hmm," Larry thought about his affair with Miranda. He really loved her. His eyes welled up with tears, not believing that he didn't end up marrying her. He even promised never to break her heart, never to cheat on her, despite the fact that she was a single mother when he met her.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

I've only gotten along with Troy and the one amazing friend who will remain nameless but known for stabbing my back. "Damn, you have no idea how that Sierra girl is so bangable! She's so sexy last night." My ears throbbed when I heard Larry; he's a baseball player, and he stated it as his group of friends passed me. My brows furrowed in response to the repulsive words he spoke. "Yeah, someday I will get my hands off her clothes." His friend replied, and all of them laughed in agreement with his remarks.

Gloria loved to debase her milk tasters with little acts of humiliation that mollified her basic role of submissive servant for pleasure. Lafitte was right on the edge. He could feel his spunk rising deep inside his immortal core. He knew he could never have children but the instinct to procreate was strong in his cock. His creation fang was vibrating with intense desire. He fought off the urge to bury his fang in the middle-aged woman's lustrous white skin and allowed his vampire juices to escape deep inside her tight clutching rectum.

Larry frowned slightly as he spoke without warning. Although Stanley was sure that it could not have been Cherry, he still ordered someone to bring a photo of that woman. What happened at the engagement party today had been plastered all over the news, and photos of Cherry were everywhere to be seen on the internet. “Is that her?” Stanley got the clearest photo with the best angle and pushed it towards the driver. Larry focused his gaze on the driver. He might appear to be indifferent at first glance, but if one were to observe him closely, he or she would realize that there was a hint of mystery deep within his eyes.

After the relay race was over, Larry Garcia went to the library to do Martha’s request. Even though he was just a 14-years old-teenager, Larry was an expert at hacking other people’s computers. He used to hack Lola’s Netflix password because her sister refused to give it to him. The main reason why Lola hesitated to share her password with him, because she didn't want Larry to discover her favorite movie list, which was mostly Boys Love dramas. Since Larry often made fun of Lola’s odd addiction toward male-to-male relationships in front of their mother.

Larry his best friend and best man wouldn’t keep quiet. He grumbled unbothered by his friends words “Don’t bother me Larry, no matter how beautiful she might be, I don’t see the reason why I have to like her. She is my father’s preferred wife and it will remain that way. I swore never to settle down with anybody, otherwise why do you think people call me a womanizer?”