Sexy Gay Jock Novels & Stories

I turn around to meet his chest, and naughtily grabs his balls, "They're soft too." He groans when I cup them, "Don't do it. I still want kids." I ignore his warning and let them roll on my palm, just playing with them like they're two big marbles, "Gay dads are so hot." "Yeah?" "The whole thing about being masculine and sexy but you can't get your hands on them, or the fact they'll never be interested in you, makes them soooo much hotter." Then I realise he's semi-hard, again. But this time I'm not wearing make up, or have my hair curled, not even putting on the corset or fuck-me heels so what gives?

I straddled his thick cock, rubbing my wet pussy along his length. “Ride me,” he commanded, gripping my hips. “Show me how badly you need this dick.” I lowered myself onto him slowly, moaning loudly as his thick cock stretched me open. “Fuck… you’re so big. I love how you fill me up completely.” Once he was buried to the hilt, I began rolling my hips in deep, sensual circles. Jax’s hands squeezed my ass, guiding my movements as I rode him. My breasts bounced with every roll of my hips. He leaned forward and sucked hard on one nipple, then the other, sending sparks of pleasure through me.

Jake more than willingly obliged, he looked almost desperate to fuck her from the moment he walked in. “Time to show these two queers how hot fucking is done! You get those panties off and let me fuck you hard and fast!” They didn’t half like to make a noise about what they were doing. Sounded acted to me... But Zack was undeterred by the hot action going on behind him. The real turn-on for me was seeing him casually suck off my cock in such a boy-like manner!

Wet, squelching sounds filled the room with every slam of his hips. “Fuck, listen to that,” Kai groaned, eyes locked on where his cock disappeared inside me. “Your greedy little cunt is so full of our cum it’s making music for us.” Jax knelt beside us, lazily stroking his still-hard cock, watching with dark hunger. “She looks so pretty like this — all flushed and dripping. Our perfect breeding toy.” I was a mess. Tears of overwhelming pleasure streaked my cheeks, my voice hoarse from moaning. “Please… it’s too much… I can’t—”

He kept licking me through it, drawing every last tremor until I was a trembling, oversensitive mess. Only then did he pull back, lips and chin shiny with my cum. He stood up and shoved his jeans down his powerful thighs. His cock sprang free, thick and long and heavy, the head already glistening with precum. It was bigger than anything I had ever seen, veined and perfect, and my mouth watered at the sight. Jake wrapped his fist around it and stroked once, eyes locked on mine. “You want this, Riley? You want your best friend’s dad to fuck you while she sleeps upstairs?”

“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

"On your back. I want to taste that married pussy while you suck my cock." My knees went weak. We had agreed on starting with 69, something Mark loved watching in p**n. I climbed onto the bed, lying back with my head toward the foot so Mark had a perfect side view. Jake stripped off his jeans and boxers, his cock springing free. Holy fuck, it was huge. Thick as my wrist, veiny, at least nine inches, with a fat purple head already leaking precum. My mouth watered.

The Jogging Quickie (5) I was in this gorgeous man's sauna on my knees, rocking over the first few inches of his cock, and I felt unbelievably sexy doing it. "That's a good little pet. That's Daddy's perfect cocksucker." He called himself Daddy again, and the word hit me like a jolt. My cock twitched instantly. He wanted this roleplay just as much as I did. "Yes, Daddy. I love this cock. I want all of it. You make me so fucking horny."

Because I’m scared I’ll actually like what I find. By the time I make it back to my apartment, it’s nearly 1 a.m. I strip out of my clothes and fall into bed, but sleep is impossible. My body’s too keyed up. My brain’s still playing back every second of our interaction. The nearness. The scent of his cologne dark and musky, like forbidden things. The gravel in his voice when he said I was a distraction. And my traitorous body loved it. God, what’s wrong with me?

Xavier's hands clenched around his hips, "Is that your dick?" Xavier cackled at the panicked tone. "Why so stupefied, this is not your first time sitting on it and I'm not even hard yet?" "Goddess, you are such a sick Prevert!" Jett's actions did not mirror his words as a low moan erupted from his throat when Xavier pressed him down harder, his larger hands going to grab Jett's buttcheeks, giving them a rough squeeze, grinning at the result that he received. Jett arched his back, hands on Xavier's chest, above his nipples, eyes tightly shut at the pleasurable sensation that traveled down to his crotch.