True Gay Incest Stories Novels & Stories

Her family apparently forced her into a marriage to stop the truth from getting out because they couldn't handle the truth about their daughter's sexuality. So, he's been coming here for weeks and trying to pick guys up saying he was done with women. Something funny happened a few days ago when a gay guy actually hit on him and he went berserk. Ria, Penny and I had a blast laughing and talking about it afterwards. I didn't want to deal with him tonight. He was already on his third bottle so it meant he was super drunk already. I looked around and spotted Tina, she was one of the few girls here who was real and wasn't jealous of me for being Zayne's plaything.

“That’s what makes it so fucking hot. Two gay men ruining their own stepdaughter’s holes every night. No shame, remember? Just pure, rotten pleasure.” Ethan pulled out thick leather cuffs from the bag and quickly secured my wrists to the headboard. “Tonight we’re corrupting you deeper, baby. We’re going to film this pretty little breakdown so you can watch how much of a desperate incest whore you really are.” I shook my head, panic and arousal twisting together. “No cameras— please, Daddies, that’s too far—” “Too far?” Lucas laughed, spreading my ass cheeks and spitting on my hole. “We’re way past too far. You’re ours now.”

"We're students of St. Tatiana's. We know how to do things with men. We can pleasure you, Daddy. We're such big sluts." "Biggest," cooed Keily, her voice so breathy as she leaned in and licked my ear. "Don't you want to fuck our tight, young cunts?" "Our tighter assholes," purred Riley. It was her turn to lick my ear while she grabbed my cock. "It's incest!" I gasped. "That's so wrong! I can't do that!" "Sure you can, Daddy," Keily said. "Mmm, I know, why don't we give you a little show? Some girly fun to get your blood boiling."

It drowned out the smell of the sex for a second, but I could still feel the sticky warmth of his cum sliding down the insides of my thighs, trickling toward my knees in thick, white streaks that stained the expensive rug. I stood up on shaky legs, my balance uneven. I gathered the tatters of my ruined robe, clutching the torn silk to my chest like a shield. I slipped out of the room, looking both ways down the hallway. I padded down the corridor barefoot, every step a reminder of the mess between my legs, the wetness of his release soaking into the hem of the white shirt as I hurried back to the safety of my own bed, feeling the weight of the secret I was now carrying between my thighs. I r

A mind-shattering orgasm claimed Jace as thick white ropes of cum shot out rope after rope, coating his belly until his balls were emptied. Just then, Toussaint climaxed too but into the condom he’d somehow managed to fit on his gigantic cock. Toussaint lowered himself and licked the cum off Jace’s belly, and then kissed him again. They both maintained that position for a while, his cock softening in Jace until he rolled off him. He pulled Jace into his arms, gently kissing his nape and skin.

/LUKE/ I sat on the edge of my small bed, staring at the walls. It had been three days since I left Chase’s luxury apartment, and I had finally stopped trying to lie to myself. I wasn't gay—I still liked girls—but I had officially experienced what I could only call a hole awakening. I wanted Chase’s dick. More than that, I wanted to feel the weight of his balls slapping violently against my ass cheeks just like I had seen in his bedroom.

she started then looking toward the room door beyond which Andre was probably sleeping or wondering what we were whispering about, she put the thumb and index finger of her right hand together to form a circle then inserted her left index finger in it in an obscene gesture. My eyes widened. “Fucking? No, they won’t! Would they?!” “Wouldn't be the first time siblings fuck. Give them a room and they will be banging and sweating like fresh fucked foxes in a forest fire.” I laughed at her description but the image of Andre and Carla couldn’t leave my head. “If they are then that’s incest!” “Once again wouldn’t be the first time. I have read some pretty disgusting stuff on Ask Diddy, siblings and

He did the same, his thick cock springing free, already leaking. “Turn around,” he growled, spinning me to face the tree. “Hands on the bark. Ass out.” I braced myself, heart hammering. “Ryan… we’re really lost. This is dangerous...” “Shut up and take my cock.” He spat on his hand, slicked himself, and pushed the fat head against my hole. One hard thrust and he buried himself halfway. “Fuck!” I cried out, the stretch burning. “Slow...ah shit...”

The sound was rich and full of life as it echoed across the landscape. The sound came back over and over again and I felt a warmth like never before crawl under my skin, settling in my stomach as I looked down at her. “That’s gay, are you…. Oh my god, you’re gay?” She teased, and it was only a matter of time before I was laughing my ass off, my stomach hurting from laughing so hard. “Shut up. I’m not gay, you’re literally carrying the evidence of that.” I retorted. “Oh, in the past, gay men were known to have kids and act like heterosexual people to avoid judgement, they even impregnate their female partners before going off to fuck another man or her fucked by another man.”

CHAPTER ELEVEN THE HIDDEN GAY CRUSH LOVER. Anslem had barely settled down for the night after the romantic encounter with uncle Joe in the staff office. His hidden sexual desires has been quenched to an extent as he now felt relieved. He couldn't really imagine how his gay sexual desires has increased all of a sudden. What he hated he now found himself loving. Anslem who had once hated the horrible few times where he saw his Dad and his gay friends having intense sex. But now he is growing up to becoming a pro who is becoming addicted to gay lover's.