Queer Novels & Stories

Eventually, Ethan got to that topic. "So, I remember you told me you were with a dude… You- uh, always been… a queer?" He asked. Tony didn't take offense to the term. That's what they were called where they grew up. The south wasn't as politically correct and that was fine with him. It was just a word anyway, he didn't seem to care. "Don't get me wrong, I love you all the same… I'm just bummed you never felt comfortable to tell me, even before… y'know.

"You're a fucking child" "No I'm not. I'm an adult" "What's going on here" Jairus asked confused. "Your sister was kissing a guy and he was touching her inappropriately" "What the fuck. She's still a child" overprotective brother mode activated. "Your mate is as old as I am but you still touch her" all focus turned to Jairus. "How the fuck do you know that" "Doesn't matter. You don't get to touch her if you don't want someone touching me"

CHIKE "Guy you got to stop this rubbish. This is alcohol not water. Besides, that lesbian isn't worth you hurting this way." Obinna tells me, referring to Nelly as the lesbian. "Just stop. Don't talk about her in that way" I warn Obinna angrily, surprised that I could still defend her even after everything that had happened between us. "Guy! You are not still standing up for this babe, are you? Come on, you can't have loved her so much in such a short time."

My pussy and ass were throbbing and leaking, but I felt happier than I had in years. “But Jamie…” Lena said quietly, kissing my forehead, “this can’t be a one-time thing. I’m going to keep fucking you. Even if it means sneaking around behind my sister’s back.” I looked up at her, heart racing. “I don’t want it to be one time either,” I admitted. Lena smiled wickedly and slid her hand between my legs again, gently rubbing my oversensitive clit. “Good. Because I’m far from finished with you tonight…”

Quinn made a mental note to talk to CDR about that. “Do you ever go to the Daddy clubs?” Cade gave a quick shake of his head. “Eric said it wouldn’t be good for my reputation. My contract has a morality clause. I’m ‘allowed’ to be gay within reason.” Interesting. Quinn added that to the list of things to discuss. “Let’s go,” he said. Jace waited outside with Cade’s Harley. He rode a high-end Kawasaki.

"Hard to be homophobic when my Alpha is gay, don't you think?" "Hey now," Zade interrupted, "I'm not technically gay. I'm Lyn-sexual. There's a difference." "Right," Rivers said with obvious skepticism. "I'm sure that distinction matters to the pack traditionalists." Zade's expression shifted from amusement to mock horror as he seemed to realize the implications of what was happening. "Oh hell no," he said, pointing at me accusingly. "There is absolutely no way I'm letting you date my second-in-command." "Why not?" I asked, genuinely confused by his objection.

I was smart and I played safe, and I never fucked a girl who was so drunk she couldn't say yes, loud and clear. But all of that was so far removed from Quinn and her standards that I felt a little dirty even thinking of them at the same time. As much distance as I'd had lately from her, I still knew who Quinn was. She was good, and kind, and pure. She hadn't dated anyone as far as I knew. I'd overheard some of the cheerleaders snickering about her being gay, referring to her as queer Quinn, but I was pretty sure that wasn't the case, either.

“I’m not gay.” I regarded him but his face remained in the shadows, making it even harder to read him. “Cosimo wouldn’t punish you for it. We are brothers, Augusto. Nothing will change that.” Augusto gnawed on his lip then winced. “I will have to stitch that up.” He nodded. “I’m not gay.” I tilted my head, but he continued without further prodding. “I don’t want a hooker because they don’t even like you. They screw you because you are

Ken looked irritated so I decided to tease him. “I smell homophobic here” I’m a guy and I don’t have problems with gay people and same-sex relationships at all. Their feeling was valid and I don’t have the right to judge them. I have high respect for the LGBTQ community. I think they’re amazing and brave to express their selves despite the discrimination. “Tsk!” “I’ll come with him” Chelsea looked surprised when I stood. “W-what?” “You’re still sleepy. Just go and continue your sleep. I’ll get you covered”

I can’t get enough of it. “I’m not gay,” I tell him, knowing damn well it won’t stop the jokes, “I’m homiesexual. That means I fuck my friends platonically.” Kieran’s reaction sends me into a laughing fit. His head whips to me, and his eyes get all wide before he ducks his head into my shoulder and laughs too. Like I said, adorable.