Homo-erotica Stories

She wasn't supposed to mean this much- or anything at all. It started with a quick conversation to distract her from a classroom door I was guarding, random talks, and late-night texts that felt a little too personal. At first, I told myself it was nothing-she's probably just friendly. Nothing serious. But then a kiss was shared- and everything got complicated. Because loving her didn't feel wrong. It felt like clarity. Like for the first time in my life, I wasn't being told to quiet down, to shrink myself, to pretend to be someone I wasn't. We kissed. More than once. Soft, quiet moments that felt louder than anything I had ever experienced. Like everything in me finally made sense. When I was with her, I didn't think about anything else. Not my family. Not my beliefs. Not the voice in my head telling me that what I felt was wrong. Just her. On the bus ride back from a school trip, with the AC too cold and the night too quiet, she sat next to me. Our hands found each other like it was nothing-like it was natural, like it had always been that way. We leaned into each other. Stayed close. Too close to be nothing. Soft touches. Lingering hands. Quiet moments that said everything neither of us could say out loud. And for a second... I thought it was real. A couple nights later, I got a voice note. She told me it didn't mean anything. That she was just curious. That she wasn't gay. Just curiosity. Just an experiment. And somehow... I was the only one who didn't know. Now I'm stuck between what I feel and what I've been taught. Between a girl who can hold me like I matter... and let me go like I don't. Between holding on, letting go, and trying to move forward. Because how do you stop loving someone when the feeling never actually left? What happens when the person who felt like everything... was only ever unsure about you? And what happens when the person you can't have... is the only person who's ever felt right?

Al contrario de la opinión general, incluso la del mismo Tony Stark, él no estaba totalmente solo. No todo el tiempo, al menos. La gente podía decir muchas cosas de ella, muchas falsas, pocas certeras...Normalmente no veían más allá de lo que ella mostraba, de su apariencia y en algunos casos su género. No era su culpa si la gente a su alrededor estaba ciega. Mucho menos si eran tan ciegas para pensar que podían lastimar a su Tony, y salirse con la suya tan fácilmente. Hulk también tenía algo que decir al respecto. «¡Hulk APLASTA!» AKA por qué no molestar a Virginia ''Pepper'' Potts AKA Peligro-En-Un-Palo AKA Maestra de la manipulación.

A collection of short stories based around my novel "The Serpent and the Lotus Blooms" Most of these tales are post canon NSFW fluff stories and Holiday extras that I will drop occasionally as treats for my readers. Any and all trigger warnings will be posted before each chapter. I hope you enjoy!

This is the story of Terry, a young professional, who goes back in time to fuck himself both sexually and professionally. Terry struggles with depression, escapism, and the occasional fapping. He decides the only way he may overcome all this is to go back in time to fuck himself. Over time, he realizes that he fucked himself already many times over to where his behind has become so raw that the time loop he stuck in has him prolapsing.

Two lifelong best friends fake a marriage to sneak onto a forbidden island where glowing jungles only let couples survive. When one is poisoned and their magical tattoos begin to fade, the other must race against time to find a cure-confronting the devastating truth that he's been choosing his friend first for fifteen years, and might be too late to say it.

Bella is moving to Forks, Washington. What will happen when the only other lesbian at her new school is a vampire and her family friend is a they/them lesbian werewolf? Twilight but I changed the story, added more queers, and took out the misogyny.

Throughout most of his life, Daren Kaesler has traveled. The world beyond his walls is still vastly unfamiliar. He clings to hope for his humanity in a world that is filled with everything but. His life is bound to contract by a traveling freakshow. Will he learn to free himself and embrace his humanity, or will his soul forever be confined to the big top? (Fiction, Dark Fantasy. Homo-erotic themes. First Person POV. 18+ please. All characters belong to me.)

The very unpredictable plot comes to a startling end

Me taking a Bertram x Bob Duncan fanfic too seriously because I wanted to use my talents to bring you lovely people my first, for Wattpad, fanfic. Bob Duncan moves to New York City after finally having enough of Amy's bullshit and starts up "Bob's Bugs be Gone" New York City. His exterminator business picks up fairly quickly within the low rent areas of New York and he moves up the ranks to catching the eye of the Ross family who has a problem that needs exterminating- but now it's Bertram's turn to exterminate the pain from Bob's heart. Trigger Warnings!!! -Sexual Talk/Sex Scenes -Language -Mention of Verbal Abuse -Bugs

This is a collection of mini book reviews for homoerotica/yaoi/bl books on Wattpad that I recommend. I read in Spanish and English, but reviews are in English. I read mostly realistic (i.e. not fantasy/paranormal but can be pretty far-fetched) boyxboy that is usually not hard core. If you have similar tastes, check this out and you might find something new to read. Beginning to upload this in March 2019.

A homoerotic love story detailing the events that transpired on May 27, 1966, between Bob Dylan and John Lennon.

Él, una diva. Encantador, presumido y arrogante. Una preciosa cereza ácida. Y Luka, reservado, caballeroso, con el innegable atractivo de los hombres de Siberia, y homofóbico. Sencillamente, el match perfecto.

[In Progress] A sequel to the book, "Passion on Display" Pro Heroes Ground Zero and Red Riot have just been caught kissing by a photographer from their local newspaper and the world is going crazy. With their relationship now public, Kirishima and Bakugo are forced to deal with the realization that their romance may just be putting one another at risk.

For two years, The Demon has hunted blonde women with dark secrets, leaving a trail of terror across the country. Agent Tom is sent to shadow Leo, a brilliant young detective with an angelic face and a reputation for solving the unsolvable. But when a night of darkness ends with a murdered woman and no memory of what happened, Tom is left with one terrifying question: Am I the killer? As trust fractures and the truth begins to whisper from the shadows, Tom must confront the unsettling reality that monsters don't just hunt, they hide in plain sight. The Demon's Whisper is a chilling psychological thriller where trust is a trap, innocence is a façade, and the real predator may already have you in his sights.

This was a homework assignment that was extremely homoerotic and gay, so I made it into a fanfic. My 4th one, so enjoy! Highest rankings #19 in homoerotica