Your Mom Gay Novels & Stories

"God, what a mess, I don't know what to say. Not many people have stumped me, girl. What does he want to do?" "Damn the torpedoes and full speed ahead." I chuckled sadly. "Maybe he's right. At this point, Mom would probably be relieved I'm not gay." "What happened?" She didn't seem as surprised as curious. "She and I had a very interesting discussion this morning. Apparently she's been worried that I'm just pretending to date guys to hide the fact that I'm gay. Can you believe that?" "How the hell did that come up?"

"I haven't tried it yet, but I am curious. How about you?" Rod rubbed his growing cock, "Yeah, I'd try, but only with you." "So, mom caught you and made you stay naked. Then what?" "I told her I didn't know if I was gay, exactly, I just wanted to experiment with a guy. So mom says, anyone, I know? I didn't answer right away and mom rubs my knee a little, mind you my pants are still around my ankles and says 'maybe somebody in our family?' I tell her, yeah, Sam and dad both. Her eyes went wide. She goes 'really?' and I'm like yeah, I've thought about it for a long time. Now, mom's looking at my cock that got all hard again. She says 'looks like you have some unfinished business.' I get bold a

CJ's POV I was pacing to and fro in the living thinking of what to do next, i stopped as i recalled what my mom said Like who the fuck does she think she is to control me I ran fingers through my hair then i felt a touch on my shoulder, Iturned to see Kayla looking at me innocently I have quite forgotten that mom left her here "Uhm.. CJ i know you don't like me and your mom said you are gay but i do believe that you are not a gay " She said and i sighed

"I'm not against it, feel free it your prime " "Not you mum" "Oh, your dad?" "Not him either" "The world?, I have no problem with it Laura I'm only worries you might not get the affecction you crave for from both boys being gay" "Mum?" "I'm sorry , go on you can speak" "Thanks, now can you keep a secret?" "Are we officially besties?, I can girl " "I'm not who and what you think I am mum" "What so you mean by that?" "I'm a cold blooded killer"

"I expected nothing less from a celebrity who's all about fan service. She's incredibly hot!" "I heard you had to pay 30 grand for a full day with her! Just imagine all the things the wealthy can do." "So what if she was a celebrity? Those monsters will ruin whoever they want to." Negative comments flooded the posts that contained those photos. I shuddered as I turned to look at the middle-aged woman before me—Karen Palmer, my mom. Despite all the rumors flooding her phone, my mom nonchalantly scrolled through them all. The biggest reaction I saw was a frown as she liked and reposted a comment saying 'Embarrassing'.

he paused, choosing the word, "you're beautiful, Annie. I just wondered how he—" "Matteo is gay," I said simply. Grey blinked. "Ah." "He loved a girl once, a long time ago, and she broke something in him that he decided not to repair in that direction," I said. "He doesn't talk about it much. But after her he closed that door and he has never opened it again. He sees me as a sister. Completely and genuinely. There has never been anything else between us." Grey nodded slowly, turning this over. "What about your mom?" he asked, and his voice was gentler now, careful in the way of someone who has sensed they are walking toward something fragile. "You said she worked a lot. Where is she now?"

“Mom, you don’t need to be so humble! “You raised me all these years. I’d be an ungrateful daughter if I allowed an outsider to offend you! “Between getting married and doing what’s right, which one do you think is more important to me?” Emerald’s heart skipped a beat, but she could not force a smile.

" I hung up without another word, ignoring Mom's cursing on the other end. She called several more times, but I declined every one of them. Then, I blocked her number entirely. Sure enough, that same evening, back at home, I got a call from my Aunt Nora. "Vanessa, did you and your mom have a fight? She just called me, crying and saying that you cut off her allowance. "I'm not trying to lecture you, but no matter what, she's your mother. Families don't hold grudges. She's getting older. You should be more understanding…"

When I got my first project payment, he was even more excited than I was. Our relationship grew stronger and sweeter after weathering that storm. One evening, the three of us were watching TV together. A parenting show was on, and one of the very put-together moms was complaining about how hard it was to raise kids. Felix watched for a bit, then leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Mommy, I think you're prettier than her." I smiled. "Why's that?" "Because…" He thought about it, then said seriously, "Because you're my mom. And also, when you're working, your eyes light up. Daddy says that's called having dreams."