Your Mom Gay Novels & Stories

Hold on, girlfriend? “Mom!” I heard Liam’s voice behind her. “Please accept that I’m gay and I’m interested in Men.”, he groaned and pulled me out of his Mom’s hug. “And she is Delilah, my only friend who accepted me even after knowing my truth, unlike you who jumped on every girl assuming her as your future daughter-in-law from the moment I told you the truth.” “Fine!!”, His Mom made an annoying face and then looked at me. “Don’t call me Aunty, by the way. I’m still so young; call me Lily.”

“Hey, babe. How was the drive?” They chatted casually. Normal. Domestic. The sound of it made the guilt surge again, sharper this time. Mom had no idea. She trusted both of us. She worked so hard to keep this house, to keep our family afloat after Dad left years ago. And here I was, spreading my legs for her man every chance I got.

One woman and two gay men. Well, what more can I expect from my great mother? I'm sure she gambled again earlier, and now that she has no more money, I'm the one who will have to pay. "Is that him, mommy?" one of the gay men asked, pointing towards me. I don't know how he noticed me when I was so far away. My amazing mother nodded, "Yes, that's him. My very handsome son with big balls!" my mom said wickedly before laughing devilishly.

I asked purely curious. “Because I don’t really care if you’re gay or straight or non-binary. That doesn’t make you a bad person. That doesn’t make you a sinner. You’re my son and I love you so much.” My mom sat right beside me and held my hand. It was a small gesture but I felt very supported and loved and I don’t know if I’m going to cry or not. “You’re my world, sweetie. It’s okay to be gay. There’s nothing wrong with it. Trust me, if there’s one thing that I hate in this world, it’s the hypocrites.” “I-I love you, mom.” I pulled her and gave her a hug. I felt really good just now and somehow, I forgot about Michiko and what happened earlier.

" I moved closer to Krystal and kissed her deeply, shocking the hell out of her and myself just to prove it to Mom. "See! I told ya. I didn't fake it." I said and Mom grinned. This woman is a handful. "That's not supposed to please me. It's only evidence that you're not gay." She said, I was shocked. I stared at Mom unbelievably. Has she been thinking about me as a gay? I swallowed down nothing, trying to curtail my anger. There is nothing old about this woman, every day adds new behavioral traits to her. I sighed heavily.

"Mom, I have a gay friend who wants to go to our house. Please be nice with her... I mean please be nice with him. She wants to drink some coffee!" My mother suddenly went online and read my message. "What the fuck are you talking about? Let me see his picture so I can assure that he's really gay!" I let Nick read the message of my mom. He knitted his forehead in confusion. "What the hell? How is she going to prove that I am not a gay in a picture alone?" I opened my bag and I took my make-up kit and lipstick. "Okay, there is no other way to prove you're gay except if I put my make-up and lipstick in your face!"

“Well, right now, I’m filing an official complaint with the moon goddess. The first being I’m not actually gay.” My mom exhaled. 'Doesn’t mean you’re straight either, dear.' I turned to glare at her but the soft smile on her face softened my gaze. “How did you do it? Didn’t, at one point, Dad turn his back on you? Even after you were mated?” She brought her legs up and wrapped her arms around them. When she was like this, Jess was right, she felt more like a sibling than my mom. She felt younger, more vulnerable.

She asked, now looking very serious but my mom aired no word to her, she only bled out a little smile. "No now, my friend you don't have to allow him like that, this is how they all start o hmm." She added. "Who starts?" My mom asked, now my mom looks even more inquisitive herself. "All these gays you see around of cause, next thing Now it will be earrings, that is how they go around with multiple rings. "God forbid! My son is not gay biko." Mom said defensively. "I never said he is o. See my hand oo, hmm..."

, I continued, “ any p**n at all, whether gay or straight p**n” “ My mom said that I'm condemned to eternal damnation in hell. She kept crying and praying, begging that God should forgive me and save my soul”, he said, and I felt how disturbed he felt by that. “ She said it would've been better if I was watching straight p**n”.

I honestly told him. "WHAT?!" He angrily exclaims. Even if he is far away, I can imagine his raging face. Then suddenly, I hear my mom's voice on the other line. "What happens, dear?" "Y-y-your son is gay! He as a boyfriend!?" He angrily shouts on the other line. "REALLY?!" My mom overreacts. "I want to see him! Is he pretty?" My mom was voice clear. You read it right. My mom is still alive. I lied to Lucas that she passes away because I’m hiding my identity.