Two Gay Nerds Fighting Novels & Stories

“What the hell is happening to you, Damon Furlord? O-Of course I’m really better than that four-eyed man! I-I just mean that that nerd is so lucky to have me at her side! Doesn’t she know how many girls fight with each other just to get me?!” I heaved a sigh and hugged my pillow again as I stared on a space. “That nerd, how dare her to tell me I’m not handsome? And how dare her to call me gay too?! Does she want me to make her see how such a man am I? Does she want me to kiss her to prove it?!”

I jerked off like crazy thinking about him. Each morning the guys would shower first and then the girls would shower after every guy was done. The next week it switched etc. I was gay, but I was respectful of the other guys and didn’t see anything other than dangling dicks out of the corner of my eye. I never stared, as much as I craved it.

I am not looking at them but I could see from my peripheral view they glanced at each other. “WHAT?” They have the same reaction this time. I see, they hate each other. “If no one wants to, then I’ll better go alone than be accompanied by some people with human hatred.” I tie my laces and look at them. Their faces are both annoyed by each other. I stand and take one of their hands. “Do a handshake.” Both look at me unbelievably. My eyes roll by itself. “You two don’t have viruses in you right? Why is it a big deal?” They are still hesitant. “I see, one of you must be a gay.”

I’d always sneak off to the gay sections instead, stroking myself raw to guys getting railed, bred, and turned into moaning sluts. Jayden noticed my silence. “What do you think? Hot, right?” I hesitated, then the words just spilled out. “Yeah… I’ve always loved gay p**n too. Like, a lot.” He paused, then grinned wider. “No shit? Why didn’t you say something sooner, man?” He turned the volume up. On screen, the bottom was bent over, ass up, while the top slammed into him balls-deep. Wet slapping sounds filled the small room—the top’s heavy balls smacking against that stretched hole, the bottom whimpering and begging for more cock. “Fuck yes, ruin me,” the guy on screen moaned as cum started l

“Seriously. You didn’t have to do that.” Jaden waved me off. “Babe, please. The day I let Kathleen Turner talk to you like that is the day I turn in my gay card and become straight. Which is never happening.” Riley snorted. “Facts. People like her need to be put in their place.” “Yeah,” I said, smiling for real this time. “Thanks anyway.”

A text from Viona in the group chat was waiting for me: “How’s your training session going?” “Horribly,” I typed back with an eye-rolling emoji. “They’re about to fight each other.” Amber: “What? Why?” Emma: “I can guess why.” I rolled my eyes, just like the emoji. “Because they’re men,” I replied. “Plain and simple.” My friends dissolved into laughing emojis and jibes directed at the Alpha male nonsense. Up ahead, I saw that Noah and Drake were now in position and ready to fight. “You know you don’t have to do this,” I called out. “I might not pick either of you at this rate.”

My three homophobic bullies: Jill, Rafael, and Louis. These three have been tormenting me since I outed myself as a gay man three months ago. At first, all they did was just insult me in public, calling me names and showing me how disgusted they were of me and my gayness. But it got worse three days ago when I got fed up with them and finally decided to fight back by simply responding to their taunting. It was then that they started making me their personal punching bag, which seemed to be what they enjoyed doing the most, as they kept doing it for three days straight now.

Angel says with an obvious voice and then he starts eating just like Saint until it kind of turns into a competition of who can eat the cereal faster. So now both of them are just... eating cereal together abnormally fast, standing shirtless in the middle of their shared living room. This is the gayest thing I've ever witnessed, honestly, and I've watched gay p**n a few times.

Episode 5 Ryan "Yes, like you'd know what it means to have a boy crushing on you." Dela rolled her eyes and pouted her lips at her twin brother Ray. "I'm not gay, the guys wish they can be me." Ray folded his arms and fired back. I sat at the end of the dinning table watching my two children arguing about who was more cool in school. But of course, they were twins, what else did twins do aside fight? "No fighting at the dinning table!" I gave both of them a soft glare and they relaxed back on their seats.

Both are passionate that they are the ones who are right, so they do not mind having many of their fights publicly so that they can recruit cheerleaders on their side. Meanwhile, it has become clear that they use the fights as some twisted form of foreplay, because every fight is eventually followed by a loud and obnoxious “main show.” Thankfully that is done in private, but Mike has nevertheless decided to invest in better soundproofing for both of their rooms so as to avoid further traumatizing other pack members.