Sexy Gay Christmas Novels & Stories

_Aria's POV_ I looked at the calendar on the wall. The date looked back at me and my stomach tightened. The dreaded day would come soon. It was the twenty-fourth of December today and the memory still sat fresh in my throat. I could taste it like old blood. I could see the lights and hear the sirens. I remembered what happened three years ago. I remembered everything. I had been looking for scissors to open the Christmas presents when I noticed the black file lying in the corner of the sofa. It did not belong there. The living room was too neat for loose papers. I frowned and set the wrapping aside.

Her voice sounded irritated, and rage was setting in. "Oh no, dear, I'm lost; please elaborate," I scoffed, obviously surprised by her stupid idea of helping me get back my sexual stimulation. "Remember your therapist said if you try something out of the ordinary, you can be lucky, baby girl. No man wants to be with a lady who can't be sexually aroused." I rolled my eyes. "And you think this stupid, steamy Christmas vacation will help me? Look, baby girl, Jasper and I have tried everything for the last two years to get me sexually excited, even drugs. C'mon, name it; nothing worked!" She sighed, abruptly standing up from the couch; she bore her eyes down at me. "Why are you like this?" she s

I said softly, which they heard. "I'm sorry, girl, but he is more feminine than any other girl. He's the big definition of a waste creator. It's a shame because he is rich, smart, and handsome, but..." she stopped and waved her hand in the air. "He is gay," she said. She could feel the regret in her voice. "It's literally a waste. If I only have the courage, I'll seduce him to make him a man. What a waste of beautiful genes!" They both laughed, so I forced my own laugh.

I'm getting horny. His shady eyes continued to travel down my body lazily, leaving a trail of searing fire in their wake. My cheeks got hot under their heat and I was unable to look away from him. The forceful need to move towards him, to be close to him, to touch him was so irresistible. However, I stay rooted in my seat. Annoyed, Sage screws his face and yelled, “Oh get a fucking room!” Wounded, Axel glares at him and grumbles, “Someone’s bitchy today.” Axel cools his coffee and takes a sip, “It’s not my fault that you don’t have a mate!”

“You’ve given me the gift of Christmas and family, and there’s nothing more I’d ever ask for. Our noses rub against each other as we get lost in each other’s eyes. “You know that’s not all right, babe. There’s still Christmas dinner with the pack and my family. There are also other holidays we’ll be celebrating together. Traeger grins. “I want to celebrate them all with you. Especially if they end like this.” He slaps my bottom as he slides his shaft inside my warm heat. A soft sigh escapes my lips at his hard penetration. No matter how many times we have sex, it still feels as exciting as the first time.

Everything is done. No one knows this secret of mine. I have a deep secret: I am addicted to sex to the point that I cannot even sleep without releasing my liquid. The perfect model is none other than Celestine. I found in her everything I sought in different women. She is the only one who drove me this mad and obsessed. It might be difficult because I know there will be no love in return from her. It would be one-sided love. But I don’t fucking care about that so-called “love.” I need her and I need her body. That’s all. I was about to board the chopper when I saw someone.

I mounted his cock without warning. "Oh, Fuck!", he cursed. "Yeahhh....", I moaned. I twerked my dick up and down his clock slowly, teasing him. "Oh, Sophie", he gasped. I could feel his cock grow full mastinside my pussy, stretching my pussy wide. He hit my G-spot, eliciting a moan from me. I put my hands on his shoulders and offered my breasts to him. He sucked it like a hungry kid. "Yes, suck my hard nipples" , I moaned.

I moan and squirm as my body quakes with sheer ecstasy. Damon murmurs, “Mmm, Misha.” He kisses my neck as he removes my shirt and bra. He gently sucks my nipples as his hands trail down my body to unfasten my pants. He sits up and removes his shirt. I just stare. His body should be chiseled out of stone. He is the personification of a god and he wants me. I am about to have sex with a demon, the son of the Devil, but I am not afraid. I want to experience things that I have never done with him.

He laughed, thrust lazily once more. “Whatever you want, baby. As long as I get to fill this pussy every Christmas.” She kissed him again, tasting fake snow and cum. “Merry fucking Christmas to me.”