Zayn Dom Gay Novels & Stories

He was good at making women ecstatic and his muscular body was nice to touch. Yazed was gentle with her. The first time he tried to enter her, he knew she was still a virgin. He didn't think he was her first and he was very happy. He fell in love with her even more and promised himself that he would be the first and last man to own Kailani.

Eventually with one drawn out groan he emptied himself into the condom and I sighed in relief. "Wow." I whispered in a daze still trying to come off my high. My lips tilted up into a smile. I was right - Dominic was definitely a good fuck.

Zayn (crying) Zayn : the beautiful word is dad... Yes dad I'm gonna be best dad in this world (shouting again like crazy)...

ng аnоthеr lоаd іntо thе сum fіllеd rесtum. Thеn they wеrе done аnd they rеturnеd tо a dеер ѕlеер. It had bееn grеаt sex fоr аll thrее оf thеm аnd they would соntіnuе іn thе mоrnіng. The thrее gays wоkе uр tо thе gentle sound оf thе раttеr оf rain. It wаѕ a ѕtеаdу rаіn аnd not a heavy ѕtоrm. It wаѕ рlеаѕаnt lуіng іn bed and lіѕtеnіng tо іt. Eасh оnе got uр and tооk hіѕ mоrnіng ріѕѕ аnd thеn rеturnеd nаkеd tо bed. Bаrrу аnd Cоrу were running thеіr hаndѕ аll оvеr Dеnnу'ѕ lovely body and thеу were аll sporting еrесtіоnѕ. In consideration оf lооѕеnіng hіm uр, Barry fuсkеd Dеnnу fіrѕt. This tіmе іt wаѕ іn thе mіѕѕіоnаrу роѕіtіоn.

Isabella's smug expression faltered slightly. "His hands know exactly how to touch me," I continued, emboldened by her surprise. "He makes me come so hard I can barely remember my own name. And as for the rest of him..." I let my eyes drift meaningfully downward. "Let's just say his cock is absolutely perfect. Thick, long, and he knows exactly how to use it." The lie rolled off my tongue with surprising ease. Isabella's face had gone pale beneath her makeup. "You're lying."

I deadpanned, rolling my eyes. I feel sad for those girls that crush on him. They heart has been broken and shattered by the news of this news of him being a gay. " but why don't you believe? " Gwen asked. " I don't know either. He don't actually look like a gay to me. " I answered her " you know I once have a crush on him " she said sadly and continued " but not any more " She pouted. " but who is He's lover " she stared at me trying to get answers from me.

Zayden went lower and with his gaze still holding mine, Zayden stuck out his tongue and gave my clit a long lick. I moaned, closing my eyes as the feeling overwhelmed me. I yelped when Zayden slapped my inner thigh and my eyes shot open. "I said, eyes on me." I breathed in and out as Zayn chuckled at the sides. "Don't scare her like that." He said to Zayden. Zayden lifted his head and shrugged, " I'm just teaching her how to be sexy." He said and Zayn laughed again. He turned his gaze to me as he saw the frown on my face.

he teased, and she heard it even though it was muttered under his breath. “That is not the point!” Rhea snapped. “Any woman would say no if you proposed like this, especially here in the hospital where my mother is confined. And you ask for a favor while disrespecting me. Why would I marry a gay man? I want a real man, someone like Timothée Chalamet, Orlando Bloom, or Lee Min Ho. Women and gay men want the same thing—men. There is no contest there.”

I stood there trembling, wearing nothing but my white stilettos and the tiny lace garter belt around my left thigh — the one I’d chosen specially for my husband. But it wasn’t my husband looking at me now. “Fuck,” Dominic breathed, stepping back to take me in fully. His eyes were dark, almost black with hunger as they roamed over my naked body. “Look at you, Zoya. So fucking beautiful. So ready and dripping for me on your wedding night. Those perfect tits, those hard little nipples just begging to be sucked… and this pretty pink pussy already glistening for your father-in-law.”

"By the way, I'm at the main gate waiting for the door to open." Before I could finish talking, the gate opened and I slipped through it. I stood there for a while, watching the huge compound. The Blacks are one of the richest people in New York so it wasn't a surprise to see the kind of house they live in. I knew every corner of the building, I knew Mr. and Mrs. Black's room, I knew Stephanie's room but not Zayn's. He was the only one who I didn't know about his room. Zayn was notorious. At 18 he was already involved in keeping a bad gang around him, he smokes, and he fucked any girl he wants without even thinking about STDs. I mean, what if he contracted a dangerous disease during his rend