Zayn Dom Gay Novels & Stories

My Gay Dad. “Get out of my house and get out of my life. I don't need you anymore. You have ruined my life, you beach". Amelia Choley screamed at the top of her voice as she pushed her husband out of her one room apartment. “You're the worst thing that has ever happened to me. You came into my life, have nothing to offer and destroyed the little I have. You're a liar, a gay and a devil. Only demons practice gay”. Amelia said, still in anger and shouting at the top of her voice. She has a tiny but loud voice and this time around she screams so loud in frustration.

My pulse kicked hard. He kept going like it was casual. “Girls try sometimes. Tease around the rim, lick a little, then quit. Never commit. Never really go for it.” He shifted. Adjusted himself through the shorts. The fabric tented more. “You’re gay. You’d know how to do it right. No half-assing.” My mouth went dry. “I’m not asking you to suck me off,” he added fast. Defensive. “Just… rim me. Help a brother out. No homo man.”

I ask quizzically. This time, a small smile plays across Zane's lips as he speaks to me. "I registered as a Dom to the club when I came here the other night. I might have acquainted with some of the Doms here. But this is the first night I will actually be using any of their offered services," Zane says nonchalantly as my jaws slacked before him. "Holy shit, you don't mean that, Zane, do you? Have you been fucking whores here? Is that why they mistook me for one of them? I should have connected the dots as soon as possible," I let out my voice lethal.