Love Of Gay Novels & Stories

“ Kind of” “ Great. Now, even if you do not know everything about the passion, at least you know that it was how Jesus Christ was crucified on the cross of Calvary for our sake”, I shifted closer to him, “ now, let me tell you something else. Jesus loves you just the way you are; exactly just the way you are. You know that song by Bruno Mars right, you are amazing just the way you are”, I sang funnily and he smiled a little, “ Jesus is singing that same song for you, and that is because he cherishes you, and you being gay doesn't change that fact”.

“I’ve been hurt before, Gabe. By the worst kind of people. I understand that you and Theo are not those people.” As I continue, Gabe reaches for my hand, and holds it while I pour my heart out to them. “I am ashamed to admit, I have hurt people too. My experiences caused me to develop rules. Practices I put in place to protect not just me, but others from me. Gabe, I need you to understand that I don’t believe in love.” He looks shocked at my words. “Not in the way that most people do. I don’t believe that love is something that happens to us. I define love as a choice. It’s a conscious decision to cherish another with out motive. No expectations, to contingencies, no reason other

Me included, I was suddenly curious to know his thought on someone actually being gay. "I don't know but it's all kind of wrong?" "Wrong in what way exactly? Because all I see over there is two human beings in love with themselves and no love can be greater than one that is expressed without fear of being judged or frown upon" "C'mon please, you call that love? Really man? Thats a sin"

I LOVE YOU CYRUS POV. “I love Doninic ,” I say, and I don’t pause, don’t soften it, don’t give her time to brace because I’ve been bracing for years and I’m done carrying that weight alone. “I don’t love you, Stella. I never did. I tried to convince myself I could, that it would come with time, that marriage would fix something that was already broken in me, but it didn’t. It just made the lie heavier. If you need the truth stripped bare, then here it is: I've been gay my entire life. This didn’t start with him. It didn’t start last year or last month or whenever the rumors decided to crawl out of the gutter.

“Does that bother you?” Belle looked genuinely surprised by the question. “No, Ethan.” Her voice was sincere and warm. “I’m happy for them.” She smiled softly. “Mr. Pete and your brother deserve to be happy.” Her eyes shone with conviction. “And the fact that they’re gay will never bother me.” She nestled closer to him. “People who love each other deserve happiness, no matter who they are.” Belle’s voice softened with heartfelt certainty. “Love doesn’t belong to one gender. It belongs to two hearts that choose each other.”

Horrible things happened. Walking into my cabin, the lights were off, I wonder who turned them off. As I turned it on, I saw Jeffery smooching a man, did I mention that Jeffery is gay? "What the hell are you doing here Tara?" Jeff panicked I instantly turned around and used my file to cover my view "What am I doing here?" I questioned, "This is my cabin and how many times do I have to tell you that there is no smooching or kissing in the office, it’s highly unprofessional."

said Delwyn Anderson rattling his teeth right now. “Love is merely love itself… Love the person whom you love… Cherish every moment with the person whom you adore… We’ll try our best to get married later on and to be together forever, but even if we can’t do so, we’ve been satisfied enough loving, adoring, caring for each other and being together from day to day until the end of time…” quipped the younger brother with his relaxing manner right now. “Then you can’t stay in this country… We won’t accept anybody who’s in their homosexual relationships and moreover their incest loves…”

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...

“Thank you, my love.” Arush grinned. “Papa says you’re his love too.” Shivaay froze for a second, then laughed, slightly embarrassed. “Well, your papa is right.” Annika shook her head, laughing. “Like father, like son.” --- That night, after Arush fell asleep, Annika and Shivaay stood on the rooftop terrace. The city lights shimmered below, the stars twinkling above. She looked at him, her eyes reflecting the stars. “You know, for years I thought love meant pain. That to love someone was to lose a part of yourself.”

She wondered if any of them were still out there, living stories she hadn’t finished. Raegan pulled out her phone and opened her Notes app. The cursor blinked at her, patient and expectant. For a moment, she hesitated, fingers hovering. Then she typed: This is not love, not the kind I dreamed of. This is staying quiet to keep someone from leaving. This is setting myself on fire just to light the way for them. She stopped, heart racing. Her throat tightened. It wasn’t much. It wasn’t polished or gentle or safe. But it was hers.