Playboy Carti Gay Novels & Stories

"Do you want to become my Luna again with your used body?" When I dismissed him entirely, his face darkened with rage. "We'll see how long you can maintain this stubborn attitude."

I can't freaking go on some pleasure quest at this age! I'm a Playboy, not a child abuser! I felt scared.

I will sway you and make you fall for me so I can reap your money and make you submit to me. Looks like the King of Playboys is back from vacation and ready for a new hunt… *Playboy Theo had an evil smirk on his face ass he stepped out of the building to go get some coffee* *Well… things just got more interesting. See you in the next chapter!*

I could see posters of beautiful tattoo jobs displaced on the walls. "This one looks fierce" pointing to the wall, I said to Jason. "Yeah, but that isn't what I want. I want something unique" he rubbed his arm. "Heyo! Cart-vanger! Wake-up!" He yelled in his ears. "I'm up, I'm up." Cartel grunts in his snore as he jerked up on the couch in shock. He lets out a loud yawn, smacking his lips as he stretched out his arms in the air, revealing his hairy pits in that torn singlet. Then he scratched inbetween his bum lines and got up from the couch. Ooh.. A hefty man with a boner in his underwear.

he pressed, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Yes, Mr. Carter,” she said, her voice a pathetic, submissive whisper. “Good,” he said. He began to unbutton his shirt, his movements slow, deliberate. “Because you’re a depraved little thing who gets off on being used, on being humiliated, on being fucked in public. You’re not a person. You’re a toy. A hole for me to use whenever and however I want.” He took off his shirt, revealing his powerful, muscular chest. He then unzipped his trousers, letting them pool around his ankles. He was naked, his thick, hard cock jutting out, a magnificent, terrifying weapon of pleasure and pain.

She had never imagined a man could exist who made every boy she'd ever encountered look like a charcoal sketch beside a Renaissance masterpiece. Adriano Carter was irresistibly attractive and sexy. No competition existed between the boys she'd met thus far. He was irresistibly, maddeningly sexy. She was ready to literally fuck the sin, if it meant having him, even though the admission made her sound like a horrible person.

Carter cooed friendly, waving at my brothers who just looked back at him blankly. "Who is this, Ryry?" "Is he your lover?" "Why ish he in a wheewchair?" "Who is the girl in the relationship?" "Did you buy me Skittles?" Some strange emotion swirled in Carter's dark eyes and soon a wholehearted laughter escaped his sexy mouth. "Hey, boys! Uhm... This is my friend, Carter. No, he isn't my lover. And no, I didn't buy Skittles, Sky. I told you I’m not going to the shop.”

“You don’t want to hear how he fucked me till dawn, filling me to the brim…?” His lips twitched, and then….he laughed. It wasn’t the sound I expected. It was almost playful, cruel in its ease. “What? Are you telling me this because you miss it? The sex in the classroom? You’re not telling me to give you what Christian couldn’t give, are you?” He rubbed his palms together slowly, like he was enjoying this. Jerk. My stomach flipped, with anger, and disgust. “I would never want a two-timing bastard like you!” I swore.

Carter was incredibly sexy. His towel had slipped off, exposing everything, and fuck, what a sight it was. His cock was thick and long. And it was so hard it drew up tight to his belly button, smearing precum all over his abs. My own dick twitched when I saw the pink head leaking a steady stream of his jizz. Noah was so fucking responsive, it was insane. I’ve never met any dude who leaked so much precum just because of a massage. But even then, the idiot gritted out. “Cut it out, Dorian. I…I’m not gay.”

Jason blew hot at him. Jeremy is a Playboy yet no one dare step on his toes. He was very strong and fierce just like Jason. Jeremy would not listen to whatever Jason was saying except when I came in. I gestured at Jeremy, more or less like a plead, and he dropped my hand and moved out of the place, leaving behind a daring look.