Nonconsent Gay Stories Novels & Stories

A new post from the same anonymous account. "That was just the beginning. Over the next few days, I'll be posting more of Lila's stories. Stories about other guys at school. You might even find yourself in one of them. Stay tuned to see just how perverted Lila Richmond really is." My hands were shaking. This person did not just have one story. They had multiple stories. Stories about different people. I had written so many over the past year. Stories to process my confusing feelings. Stories about Ryan. Stories about Derek before I knew him. Stories about random guys I found attractive. Stories that were never meant to be read by anyone.

If ears get to hear that I had sex with my husband's brother, not just a brother but a twin; same blood, same mother, same placenta… And yet… The way he filled me up, the way he whispered my name like it was a precious secret just for him. The way he made me scream without even trying? No man had ever. Honestly, it was the best sex I’d ever experienced in my life. God, I felt so good. And now? I feel so pathetic. Why would he record me without my consent? What was his aim, what does he stand to gain? Such a creepy bastard. Thank goodness I shattered the camera. No matter how I crave him, I won’t let him touch me again.

“We can hold a press conference. Tell them your manager sold you and I bought you back. See how quickly your streams plummet then.” “I’d prefer not to be a product on anyone’s shelf,” I snap. “But apparently, I missed that window around the time you married me without telling me.” “I told you,” he says, voice dropping. “You just didn’t listen.” “You mumbled into my ear after sex and handed me papers while I was half‑asleep,” I shoot back. “That’s not consent. That’s entrapment.” Something ugly twists in his expression. “You think I get off on tricking you?”

Chapter Comments Visitor awful the motor literally said unconsenual and he accuses her of it being consensual Visitor what an ass. his brother told him it was probably not consensual

Where's the wrong in two consenting adults exploring their sexuality together? "The gun," I said. "The cigarette burns. The—" *All negotiated. All consensual. All part of a dynamic that worked for both of you. Yes, it was intense. Yes, it had elements that vanilla society would consider taboo. But it wasn't abuse, and it wasn't wrong.* I sank back into my chair, my head spinning. Because he was right—the memories didn't show Celeste afraid or coerced. They showed her engaged, aroused, often asking for more.

“If you could trust your wife, what you could have done would be, you tell her about it, tell her she can be with whoever she wants to be with, and she gets paid for being with you, y’all get your children later and just move on with shits, thats the easiest thing, and of course she’s going to agree, i assure you that bitch doesn’t like you at all, get broke for a second and she’s gone “. “Naa i cant trust Alice, i cant, and i dont know how Im gonna convince her to get a second wife. She’s already acting insecure and suspecting that Im dating another woman, she’s not gonna believe me” “Unless you can convince her about it, y’all sign some shits to give her assurance and stuff”. I nodded, “ye

This for Anslem took him off balance again as he moaned gently right in the bunk. This unidentified gay master used his tongue and sucked the dick so fast that Anslem began to feel a sweet sensation uncontrollably and after sometimes came to organism for the first time in his life and poured it out into his mouth. The gay master swallowed everything and still continued sucking the dick never wanting it to come to an end. “I have to go now.” The unidentified gay lover announced quietly to Jefsexy ears. “Please don't leave me and tell me your name.” Anslem hugged him very tight to himself as he pleaded with him for his name.

She declared, covering herself with her duvet and crossing her legs as if she was about to watch a movie. The other two also took their positions, facing him. Vincent sighed as he raked his fingers through his hair. “It's a long story, so I won't be saying everything.” They all nodded at the same time. Vincent started his story but he removed some other crucial fact. He substituted the picture Elora posted as a scandal without going into details. He held back the fact that he's gay since he wasn't attracted to Remi's bare chest while he tried to shut down the voice which was whispering to him that he wasn't attracted to Remi's washboard abs because his standard was already high because of hi

**This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Apparently I am procrastinating my real life by writing far too many pieces of erotica about far too many different characters. Enjoy.**

"Does he want to play funny with me too? — I didn't kiss anyone alone. — I know, I remember very well. But I also remember that you reciprocated, and... — I think this is all just a mess in our heads…— Nate leaked in full denial. — What are you saying? — It's very simple... I've never done series, or any kind of BL work. I had to read and reread that novel to feel inside Thirasak's life, and understand the love between two men, and... I know he's in a state of denial, as well as noticing the various "Gay Panic" moments he's had today, but this is too much.