Your Mom Gay Novels & Stories

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

"No, it's fine. I'm good at taking care of myself... Come on!" "Oh why?" He asked in surprise. "We have to go home now." "Why are you in such a hurry?" I hit her back, she moaned a little. "Our son! He's alone in the house with no one!" "Son? Are you crazy? Has anyone given birth to a chick?" "Has anyone also given birth to a gay man?" He looked at me. "Are you saying my Mom isn't human?!" "Are you also saying we're not human?!"

“How can I love someone that is as imperfect as you? How can we love you when you could be the main cause of our downfall? How can we love you when you can't even be half of the son that we wanted? You can't even be a man like we want you to, for fuck’s sake, and yet you demand us to love you and respect you?” My heart tightened even more as my tears continued to fall. “A man that you want me to be?” A laugh full of sadness and bitterness came out of my mouth. “My sexual orientation does not have a goddamn switch where I could turn on and off my sexuality anytime you want me to. I am gay through and through, Mom! And there's nothing I would do, and any of you can do, to change it! I won't an

She kept on searching for more stories of him to know more about him till she saw the allegations that he may be gay and the smile on her face disappeared making herself believe that it was a lie. "He can't be gay," she told herself and continued scrolling. She was so busy that she didn't notice her mom enter the room until she pulled the phone out of her hands. "Mom," she complained trying to take it. "What are you doing?" Her mom asked checking the phone. "This guy again?" She added. "Mom can you help me get close to him?" Gina requested. "How am I going to do that?" Her mom asked back. "Mom, I know you can pull your strings. Grandpa always listens to your opinions, you can give his compan

Mom grunted, brows pulled deeper. “Sorry, just trying to let you know.” I scoffed again, shaking my head in amusement. “There's nothing more emasculating for a guy than taking a fellow guy's dick up their ass.” Mom groaned. “Okay, that's enough, Tate. I get it. You're not gay. You're just a homophobic retard.” “What? I'm not homophobic. I'm just spitting facts here, Mom.” I said, amused. “Like, why would a guy turn gay when there's pussy?”

They usually swaped chores sometimes. ○ ● ○ ● ○ ● When we were seated and eating, Mom and Dad had said they had something to say. "Me too" I say nervously wiping my hands on my jeans. "Okay we can say it altogether on the count of three...1...2.....3" Dad reasoned. "I'm gay" "I have cancer" I was shocked at Mums news and my parents were shocked at mine. "What! No son of mine is going to be gay. Is this some kind of sick joke Micah" Mom screamed.

“The streets will be an inferno with such gossip.” My patience at this point was swinging on a very thin loose thread. "Come on Mom. You know that's not true" "Nah... I'm beginning to wonder too. If you're impotent or interested in men, let me know. I'll support you as your mother.. even if... Sniff...sniff.. even if I won't get a grandchild." She began sobbing pretentiously again. I was getting tired of all these. "Mom, I'm not gay neither am I impotent!" I yelled.

He looked at me in the eyes, and subtly licked his lips. Ugh. Not today, man. Not today. "I know he's focused on his studies, and as a mother, I'm so proud of that, but I'm also letting him enjoy his teenage years by having a girlfriend" My mom went on deliberately speaking concerned for my happiness as if she knew everything. I'm gay, mom, and I like guys. "Have you had any girlfriends, Valentine?"

Mom nods her head, confirming Mary's understanding. "I haven't done that since college." Mary says, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Women are the best pussy eaters, Mary. Trust me." Mom smiles. "I'm not a lesbian." Mary says. "Neither am I." Mom says, brushing her hand over Mary's bare skin. "But I know what a woman likes and I enjoy pleasuring one, occasionally." Mom says, stroking her fingers up and down between Mary's legs. Mary stares into mom's eyes, apparently weighing what she's just heard.