True Gay Incest Stories Novels & Stories

She used to tell us there were another entity blending among us——like witches and vampires. "He's gay," I said, breaking the silence. "W-What?" "We broke up because we're both gay," I mumbled before slanting away, narrowing my eyes at her. "But that's a secret, Val. No one can know about him being attracted to boys. Let him out himself once he comes back. I know that he will come back." Val nodded, a little hope sparkled within her oceans. "Oh okay, how about Cayde?" I snorted. "No, he is like a brother to me. That's going to be incest, you know."

While I was shocked by his declaration, I couldn't deny that hearing it turned me on. My twin sister Sarah and I had committed incest many times during our wild college days as roommates... the boys were always so turned on to see twins making out, sisters eating each other... often eating each other's cream pies, following one of our many foursomes. "We both know you want my dick. You've wanted it ever since I... fake accidentally... sent you that pic," he said, as I felt his dick twitch against my ass with a confidence I hadn't seen from him before... well, except while he was pounding Joan just now.

He winced, and I knew it was caused by the burning intrusion. Despite the generous amount of lube I'd used to marinate my cock, It…Now shouldn't be a good time to talk about my nice girth. But I think I might tease him a little bit after fucking him really good. I’ve fucked a couple of new gay recruits to know that ain’t a bad sensation, it’s like the breakage of hymen in coochies. He’d find it thrilling—-just as he did the first time I buried my fingers in his ass.

I suddenly faced him and put his two hands on my chest, which surprised him. "Is it big?" I asked and smiled sheepishly. "F**kkkkkkkkk!!" He screamed and immediately withdrew his hand. I was surprised when he threw soap on my forehead "Ouchhh!" That hurts but it will be okay! That's how I got used to it, sh*t my forehead hurts! BTW he's Ken Fernandez my husband I mean, my one and only GAY HUSBAND. Yep, he's right, he's gay, he's a very handsome man, and yeah he's really gay!

I came over and over for a long time, with my face still in T's soft crotch and stomach. It was over, so intense… J's big beautiful meat was limp now and he slid out of my ass. Afterwards I got on my knees and kept sucking off T. He masterbated when he was close, stuck his cock back in my mouth and filled it up with his hot cum. I swallowed all that. We all felt so nice getting dressed and walking back to our vehicles. It felt like I was enjoying some kind of special secret doing this, something that only gay guys get to do.

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

I tickle his muscles with my toes and he gives me an indulgent smile. I am still reeling at the fact that I am here with them and it doesn't feel as if it's anything new. It feels as if this is the most normal thing in the world. We talk about this and that and Aly wants to know about my stay at the St Paul's Rehabilitation Center and I tell them everything and they laugh when I mimic how Padre Martinez and the others would preach to us and how I told them that I am gay and even made out with a gay man who had been brought to “pray the gay out of him" (they laugh at that) and how I made sure that I was a menace to a point that I had to be thrown out.

He thrust them hard and fast, stirring the cum already inside me into a wet, filthy mess. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes, please… yes… oh my God!” I cried out, voice cracking as his fingers pounded into me. The wet squelching sounds were obscene, loud enough for anyone to hear. “Oh my God… please… yes…” I moaned louder, completely shameless now, rocking my hips back onto his hand like a desperate whore who couldn’t get enough. “Don’t stop — fuck me harder with those fingers!” “You like that, don’t you?” Kade groaned, slamming his fingers even deeper, curling them brutally. “The way my fingers wreck this cum-filled pussy? You love being a filthy little cumdump for strangers, don’t you, Gina?”

His hands by the side shifted up, upper and upper till it was just beside my boobs. “Let me touch our sweet baby.” He utters, blushing, causing his siblings to blush as well. “I wanna fuck you in the anus!” Justin growls, his voice coming from my back. I blush. I was feeling the heavens descended onto the earth and myself in total bliss while Aaron and Baron were rocking my pussy and anus with their fingers, now I had to imagine how intense the sensations would go with two big cocks fucking me hard from two places. I'm just dead!

I was in a public restroom, with my stepbrother stripping my clothes and rubbing against me. "Fuck, you are so beautiful," he whispered into my ear. I felt myself shiver. I knew that if I let him do this, then there was no going back. I always told myself that the reason I had ignored Silas’s feelings all this while was that I hated the idea of incest; it was gross. Even though we weren’t blood-related, our parents were sleeping with each other; it would be weird if we did as well. But sometimes things weren’t that easy; you loved who you loved, and I loved Silas. I wanted him to be back to normal, and if having sex in a public restroom would do that, then why not? Plus, it felt good too.