Playboy Novels & Stories

He will do whatever he wants. And yeah, they call him playboy for hurting the girl's feelings who he bedded. But it's not his fault if they left crying and broken-hearted. He did not ask for it, girls do. They just expect afters. They are the ones who hurt themselves. And most of the time, they call him fuckboy. Yeah, that is the exact term for him. He just fuck, he is just interested with their pussies, not their heart. His phone rang after a minute. He answered it while zipping his pants with his other hand.

Jill said. “What?” Adrienne asked. “Playboys have class now?” “Look at his profile!” Yuan looked like he’s starting to drool. “He’s only twenty-seven. He’s the heir of Adams Industries. He’s got Harvard degrees. He graduated with distinction. Although, he has a rebellious personality, he’s got no drugs and no gambling in his profile. He refused to work for his father. Instead he made millions of his own on the stock market. His hobby—Photography. Never had any girl attached to his name. He’s straight. He just didn’t have any steady relationship. He’s clean. He’s highly sought-after. He doesn’t pursue. He’s a mystery. And would you look at that gorgeous thing?

"If I check my phone on the dance floor, they know they have my attention. We do not give them that satisfaction. We give them a show." Leo shifted his grip. He moved his hand from the small of her back and slid his long fingers up her spine, resting his palm possessively against the bare skin between her shoulder blades. He pulled her entirely into his frame. Her silk-covered thighs brushed against the rough fabric of his tailored trousers with every step. The proximity was explicit, a silent, blazing declaration of ownership broadcasted to the entire room.

I pulled it out, assuming it was a congratulatory text from Kira. Instead, it was an alert from a major hockey gossip website. A headline that made my heart instantly stop. > BREAKING NEWS: Anonymous source leaks explicit photo of Bay Blades Goalie Jax 'Glacier' Kingston and Prime Sports Junior Agent Mila Santiago. Scandal rocks the NHL on trade deadline eve. Full story and unedited photos dropping at midnight. I stared at the screen, the breath completely leaving my lungs. Richard Vance hadn't sent the photo to the sports networks. He had already sold it to the tabloids before he ever walked into this building.

A bored-looking guy in his thirties barely glanced up from his phone behind the counter. Leon kept his head down, moving quickly through the aisles. Shelves of toys, lubes, and videos blurred past him. He stopped in front of the dildos, heart hammering. His eyes scanned the sizes—some ridiculous, some… realistic. Thick veins. Suction bases. His throat went dry. ‘Just pick one and get out.’ He grabbed a medium-sized one—flesh-toned, veiny, with a slight curve. Nothing too insane, but big enough that it would show on camera. The thought made his stomach flip. His cock twitched traitorously in his jeans.

Definitely not something normal. “What the hell is this?” I whispered. I’d seen it before. Somewhere. I pulled my phone out of my pocket. Curious. I opened G****e, and held the camera over it. The search results loaded fast. My stomach dropped like a rock. Prostate massager. Male anal stimulator. Gay sex toy. The images matched perfectly. My mouth went dry. I knew exactly where I’d seen one like this—Maddox’s sex toy shop, that one time Jenna, my dead best friend dragged me in there to try out something new.

He asked and I was stunned by the question. My eyes quickly went down to the magazine and saw that the page had turned to the other side which I was yet to read. The picture there had a hot-looking half-naked man in a Calvin Klein boxer. He was advertising the fashion company by putting on Calvin Klein boxers. His name was Sebastian Audrey, a famously known call boy in California. He fucks both men and women because he was a Bi-sexual, and he got good pay at the end of the day.

"And this. You can make me wear it all day tomorrow. Turn it on whenever you want. Make me come in front of people without them knowing." He takes it from me, fingers brushing mine. "I’ll make you beg in public."I add a bottle of thick lube, a pair of nipple clamps with little bells, and a leather paddle. My hands are shaking with want. At the counter, the cashier rings it up without blinking. I pay cash, quick, no small talk. We leave the store. Bag swinging from my wrist. Cum still trickling down my thigh. Toys heavy with promise. In the elevator back to the parking level, alone, I press against him. "Garage again?" I whisper.

Caira said blushing really hard "Hmm, that's great Caira, but are you sure he loves you the same way you love him? Mikel is the greatest Playboy of all kind and think about it, he is also a celebrity and a public figure. He has so many rich and classy girls around him. Selena Madison is a very beautiful and hot fashion model and she's so rich, the internet has it that they're dating, c'mon girl!!! People like mikel can't be trusted!!" Kylee said with a serious look.

HOPE’s POV Once when I was younger and dad was still alive, I accidentally stumbled upon his secret stash of porn magazines. There was a particular edition; it was called ‘summer fling’ and right smack in the middle of the magazine, there was a set of pictorials depicting a couple having sex. The girl in the photos looked like she was in seventh heaven or something while the guy pumped into her. She did not look like she was in pain. Nope, not at all.