Sexy Gay Jock Novels & Stories

“Oh, Fuck!” The large man jerked upward, as if he was just made aware of her presence. He glanced sideways, his eyes gleaming, and he had a wide smile on his lips. Sasha's lust drunk eyes ran over his hot, wet body and down to his rapidly stiffening big black cock. She relished the way his lustful eyes roamed all over her wet, quivering body and she slowly gyrated her pelvis for his viewing pleasure. He smiled and turned to face her, thrusting his fully erect and throbbing rock of hard manhood forward. She shuddered wildly and as if in response her hips thrust forward with eagerness to invite penetration.

“Just fuck me please.” Suddenly Jack slammed his cock into her pussy and she moaned loudly. Joe waited while stroking his cock for her to take in Jack’s cock before he put his cock into her ass. Talah and Jack shared a kiss. They bit each other’s lips and explored their mouths as she got double penetration.

Seeing her butt cheeks rise and fall, Jock couldn’t help himself, and stroked himself over Lucy’s ass, drizzling his pre-cum all over her cheeks as the young office girl rode, hard and fast. Suddenly, the door opened. “Oh god... someone else?!” Gasped Lucy. “Don’t worry,” said Jock. “It’s only Gary. I’m sure you’ve seen him around. He’s rather hard to miss.” In walked Gary. He was even taller than Dave and Jock, with tanned skin and a mysterious vibe about him. Viewing the hardcore action that was taking place on the floor, Gary wasted little time in shutting the door behind him and unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his huge chest.

The thrill of our evolving friendship, the cabin’s isolation, pulsed through me, my clit—my mind’s playful twist—throbbing despite the exhaustion, a sign of the insatiable desire we’d unleashed. Jake rose, his lean frame casting a shadow over me, his brown hair tousled with sweat. “Let’s heat it up,” he said, his voice a low command, guiding me to a plush rug near the hearth, the fire’s warmth a constant embrace. He retrieved a small chest from under the couch, unveiling a collection of toys—vibrators, a larger dildo, and a double-ended strap-on—laying them beside us like secrets shared. His confidence, tempered by our years of trust, was a dance I yearned to deepen.

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.

Sean's brow arched, and suddenly he felt presence. Sean turned and all he saw were plenty of ladies coming towards him, he turned to the side, it was the same thing, and from the front too, it was the same. “Master, please have fun with me! Little XXX is feeling hot.” Several lewd voices sounded with their owner approaching Sean like an insect seeing a sugar. What made it annoying was that there were no girls. Real Crazy! Yes, they were all muscular men dressed like girls, which caused Sean to have goosebumps.

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—”

“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 concern on Jacob's face when he saw his son. I can't quite figure out why he should be sad about what he did. I am disgusted with myself. It's not me. I am not weak. I never felt sorry. "Jose! Maybe you want to talk? You, monster!" Nicko shouted on the other line. It looks like the two of them are together. And it looks like the moron tandem will fight with me again. "I'm not in the mood to wrestle," I replied before removing the earpiece from my ear.