Mario Luigi Gay Novels & Stories

Mario: Tell what? Gaymo: That we’re dating, and we love each other. Mario: Huh? You went too far, Gaymo. Gaymo: You mean, you don’t love me? Mario: Of course I love you, but as a friend. Gaymo: But you kissed me. Mario: Yes, because I love you as a friend. You’re like a sister. You remind me of my sister, Martha. Gaymo: I hate you. That is our conversation. I hate him so much right now. I was embarrassed with all the things he said. If that’s not love, then what is it? Will magic do some changes?

"Okay, Max. I'll do it, I'll be John's sparring partner. Can you get in touch with his manager for me?" "You got it, anything for you, Handsome!" Max exclaims cheerfully. He is gay and has had feelings for Mario for quite some time. "Thanks, Bro," Mario replies before hanging up. Mario has known about Max's feelings for him all along, but he identifies as straight and has never felt inclined to explore anything beyond that.

I sighed and decided to jump straight into it. "Why did Luca warn me not to trust you?" His body stiffened as I mentioned Luca`s name before he let out a long breath. Through my blurry vision, I saw him anxiously start to pluck on his sleeves. "I’m gay.." "Your what?" "Gay.." Shame his voice was imbued with shame and self-loathing. He was gay, was that it? Then I remembered what he said about being different. How they treated women here... "Is, is that forbidden here?"

I hope. “Adrianna!” I recognize Mario’s voice as he walks into the suite. He pulls me into his arms and I am assailed by the scent of a mix of made cologne and stored female perfume. Mario—my fiancé—is the quintessential, cliché fuck boy. Fast cars, easy money, fast women. He is the second son of Luca Lombardi, the patriarch of the Lombardi family. He is spoiled and willful, forcing his parents to fix whatever mistakes he makes with money. So far, they have covered up a bullying scandal, a hotel scandal, and several assault and sexual harassment cases. He is handsome in a boyish way and he has long, thin limbs. His blue eyes are usually unfocused and look washed out. His mother says it's str

He looked strikingly similar to Mario, their faces nearly identical, except for his jet-black hair, a stark contrast to Mavis's pure white. Yet, it wasn’t just the hair that set him apart. This man also exuded an invisible, commanding presence like Mario. I couldn't believe my eyes. Two Marios? No, this wasn’t Mario. This had to be Adrian, the American mafia don with a ruthless reputation. “Go on, take a good look,” he said, amusement lacing his voice as he broke my trance. “I know I’m hot. I get those stares daily. But I’m your brother-in-law, not your husband,” he added with a teasing smirk.

Mario is focused on his phone, typing on his screen as Adrian stares at him. "How is it going?" Adrian asked. Mario let out a sigh. "Pretty well. Ish." He said without looking at Adrian. "How are you?" Adrian asked. Mario looked at him. Adrian awaited an answer. "Oh, you really want to know?" Mario asked. Adrian didn't respond. "I didn't know you were that concerned about me. You have a girlfriend that makes you very happy," Mario said, smiling. Adrian kept staring at him. "The one you stole from me," Mario said, frowning.

Selene nodded, this time she was talking to Lyon again. Lucas breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his brother would wake up soon. _________ Meanwhile, Mario is busy having sex with a paid girl he brought to his apartment. He swayed while the woman choked his neck. The girl seemed to like it, so Mario almost poured his energy into moving over her. "Yeah, Daddy!" screamed the woman. She turned her back and hit her butt forcefully after Mario pulled her up and changed her position. "Oh!" screamed the woman. Mario again inserted his fullest into the woman's cunt. And he continued his movement.

Mario says with a smile. "I bet you do not know about all the drama between me and Aria. And that my child is the baby of a married man. There is a lot of gossip about me on the internet people will not leave me alone about my past, even though I am trying to begin a new life," I say, trying to shock Mario.

But then, the things they talked about before I left was catching my attention. Who the heck was Don Luigi? Never heard of that name before. If he was someone who worked inside the company, then maybe I would know about it. Or if he was a client that Ricky was approaching, then I would know too. But I never heard anything about this person. I tried to search for that name on the internet but only a cartoon character came up, Luigi the Super Mario's twin brother. Okay, that was a stupid move.

I discreetly sought help from Luigi behind the guy, but he also appeared troubled, rubbing his nose with his eyes closed. The man focused on me and said, "Well, well, who do we have here?" Luigi replied, "She's with me. Anything you want?" The man grinned, revealing a mischievous smile. "Who are you? His new girl?" he asked, seemingly ignoring Luigi. His question is straightforward and easy to answer, but it doesn't sit well with me. It's annoying. Am I his new girl? What does he mean by that? It seems like he's trying to portray Luigi as a womanizer, even though he doesn't look like one. I can't picture Luigi playing with fire. He's mature and has plans to settle down, so it's unlikely that