Novel & Cerita Sexy Gay Christmas

I said, in a low and rough voice, “can I... fuck you? Like, right now? I need to fuck…or get fucked.” He turned his head and his eyes fell on my bulge. 'You sure about that, Tyler? It is not merely the screen, but real. And gay sex is different from other normal fucks you are aware of.” I nodded, and my hand remained on his leg, sliding upwards. 'Yeah, I'm sure. And I would not mind my ass getting hard-fucked. And that is what it takes to work this out.' My heart was beating so hard I feel he can hear it.

I want the man who should be off-limits to be the one who ruins me—slowly, deeply, completely. They say Christmas wishes are supposed to be innocent. But mine isn’t. Mine is needy. Mine is sinful. Mine is the kind of wish I whisper only in the dark. So Santa…if you’re listening…if Christmas magic is real… All I want for Christmas is him. His touch. His mouth. His body tangled with mine. His desire unleashed on me. Give me him, just for one night…or forever, as a Christmas present, if you’re feeling generous. This is my secret wish. My confession. My forbidden fantasy. My Christmas sin.

I learned to be thankful and quiet. That acceptance made me hate Christmas. Love songs made my skin crawl. The lights under our tree looked like glass eyes. The ribbons on the presents were traps. Every year, the house tuned itself to cheer and I pretended to enjoy it. The twenty-fifth became the night when a new kind of cold touched my bones. It was the day the truth had crawled out at me like an animal. It was the day I had learned how much of my life had been decided by other hands.

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.

“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.

Curious? All right, if you promise to keep my secret I’ll tell you…here goes: I want to be fucked by Santa. Oh, c’mon, you know deep down you want it, too. I mean, he’s a guy who always knows what you want, his big bulky body has to be fairly strong to handle all those reindeer and he drives a freakin’ magic sleigh! That’s hawt, if you ask me. And those white whiskers and long, flowing beard…I shudder just to think of those whiskers tickling me in soft and pink places.

“Come for me again, brown eyes. I want to feel you clench around my cock again.” It didn’t take long. Steven followed me right over the edge. His body slumped forward slightly, trembling. With another groan, he pulled his cock out and then fell onto the mattress, panting. Behind us, Kieran and Sev finally exploded. The sound of our panting was the only sound that filled the room. Smiling, I turned my head and pressed a kiss to Thomas’s sweaty skin. “Let’s make this a Christmas month tradition.”

Cassidy was biting her smile and finally brought her cup to hide her smile. "Okay...the sex was awesome, he's good. Damn good. Like good-good...so fucking good that I was teary from all the good sex stuff." Charlotte blushed, but good was all that she could come up with. She couldn't possibly say that she enjoyed all the sexy filthy stuff that Seamus did to her or the way she screamed out and called him daddy. "Oh.My.God. she got the good sex, the good-good sex," Cassidy chirped happily and Bree put her hand on Charlotte's as if she was congratulating her and it made her blush deeper.