Sexy Hairy Gay Men Novels & Stories

But oh god, seven men, nude, hairy, muscular, hard and horny for me. I’ve died and gone to heaven. Because there’s no doubt what they want. Seven dicks are out, pointing my way, tips glistening with pre-cum. Gulping, my mouth goes dry involuntarily, before filling with saliva. Oh god, I want to taste, touch, and suck, before welcoming those monsters in my inner chamber. But how is this gonna work? I’ve got multiple holes and hands, yes, but that’s not enough. There’s seven of them, so how is this going to go down?

They walked into the room laughing, one of them tall with a beard, the other stockier, both already starting to strip off their shirts to reveal toned chests, their eyes locking onto me with raw hunger. “Fuck, she’s even hotter up close like this,” the bearded one said, his voice rough as he dropped his pants, freeing a long, veined cock that was already rock hard, pointing right at me. The other one nodded, circling around me slowly, his thicker dick bobbing with each step as he took in the view. Mr. Gayson stood back against the wall, arms crossed again, taking charge like he owned the place. “She’s all yours to use, boys, but you follow my lead on this.

“I’m not.” I tilted my head. “Didn’t look straight when you made out with me at that club.” He laughed, sharp and bitter. “I’m not gay because I’m not broken.” That did it. “What does that mean?” I growled. He stepped closer, his eyes burning. “People become gay because they’re insecure. They are gay because they know they can't satisfy a woman.” I scoffed. He will be surprised that gay men are better in bed. And he would know that if I actually fucked him that night.

Before we could even look around, hands were on us. Four men—big, rough, no nonsense. One had a shaved head and a scar across his cheek. Another was covered in thick, dark tattoos that crawled up his neck. The third was lean but corded with muscle, cock already leaking. The fourth was the biggest—easily six-five, arms like tree trunks, cock so thick it looked painful even soft. They didn’t speak. They just moved.

As soon as I cornered one of the stalls, I froze just as my eyes caught sight of two men making out. I quickly dodged and hid myself before I could get caught. Then I peeped again. From where I stood, I watched as one of the men, pumped the other's dick before taking it into his mouth. I quickly shut my eyes and gulped hard as I could feel my dick rising. “What the fuck?” I whispered to myself as I rubbed my dick area. I could not believe I was turned on by just a mere sight. Worst still, I could not believe that after many years, gay sex could still turn me on!

FIVE YEARS LATER The smell of sex mixing with the aphrodisiac candle was the loudest scent in the room before the moaning from three men and two women. I felt the men I pain to serve me, thrusting so deep from behind as I knelt between Gwen’s legs, playing with her clit as another man kissed her lips sloppily while being fucked like an animal from his ass. This was what every horny woman’s wish for sexmas, to have a harem full of handsome, gorgeous and sexily young bodies with a woman to balance the stress as you bath in young lustrous sperm and have your body ache and arch in pleasure and pain then rewarded with young beauty.

Cain laughed and said, “He is the best in his family!” Marcus asked curiously, “Why?” Cain smiled mysteriously and said, “Actually, that son of a b*tch is gay!” “What?” Marcus exclaimed, “Sean Webb is gay?!” “Yes!” Cain blurted, “He is not only gay but also a power bottom! You know, the one who aggressively enjoys being penetrated. Let me tell you, you always see him so cocky and pompous, don’t you? Actually, behind closed doors, he immediately turns into a perverted pillow biter! Rumors had it that he loves making out with strong brawny men and enjoys multiple partners in one go too! Isn’t that awesome?”

And the grunts and guffaws came from the men who were having the time of their lives. I spotted a few lesbians who were licking each other's pussies and teasing their boobs. And there was the section for BDSM lovers, hardcore fucks. Gigantic men clobbering tiny girls, pinning them to the wall, and fucking their pussies with their huge dicks. I felt a retch deep down my throat as a slim blonde was bleeding from her mouth, but was still fucked in both holes by two muscular men. Her head was pinned to the ground and one of the men lay under her, thrusting into her pussy. The other one held her hips and was thrusting hard into her asshole.

Secretly, I want to pull his luscious lips back to me, but our relationship must remain a secret. Too many people already know. I don’t want more to find out. A soft, hearty chuckle spills from him as he leans back upright and glances down at his own script. “I don’t know if I can stop myself and do nothing.” Pleasure rushes through me and my body stirs to life at his deep and sexy voice. My mind races through the various naughty things we can do while working in a secluded corner. There are many dark corners here.

I dived into my bed with the magazine. “Just what I needed.” I muttered, I was very horny, but I tried to fight the thoughts that were coming to my mind, but the magazine in front of me wasn't helping matters. "Fuck it," I muttered, carefully scanning the magazine. It was a sex and foreplay guide. My eyes nearly popped off at the next picture. A man was sucking off the breasts of a woman who was obviously enjoying herself. I felt a rush to my pussy. I instantly knew had to do this before I completely lost my mind.