Gossip Gay
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Category:
G through L › Gossip Girl
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
14,161
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gossip Girl, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Gossip Gay
Title: Gossip Gay
Author: RodCocks
The room was filled with tobacco – a choking, hazy mist that filled the room like a cloud of debauchery. Chuck Bass sat in a plush red seat, the expensive chair of a gentleman’s club, and kicked his boots on the stage. He loved wearing his boots – black, laced, army boots fit for only men – when he went out like this. He wore his usual expensive pair of chino’s and an overly priced white polo, clashing with the macho power that his boots
exuded.
He sipped a beer from a mug in one hand and held a role of five-dollar bills in the other. He never used one-dollar-bills – the strippers like him more when he brought out the Lincoln’s. And tonight he wanted all the attention he could get. Chuck was a dick, and he loved to watch those slutty strippers whore themselves out for a few bucks. He had the power, the money, and they gave him the only thing they had left – their bodies.
He could see a sweaty body in front of him, hanging on the pole, the big, white ass pushed in the direction of Chuck’s face.
“Come here, Big Boy” Chuck said as he slapped his wad of bills at the end of the stage. This stripper was new – hot, ripped, and sweaty. Chuck came to this highly expensive strip joint when he was in the mood for cock and boy butt. And here was his fare share of both – the stage had six manly strippers ripping off costumes left and right. And the butt that he could see now was to die for. It was round, smooth, and built like two globes. That was a butt that would flex to a rock like strength when whipped with a belt. That was the butt that Chuck would take home tonight and screw.
He couldn’t see the man’s face; it was facing away and was covered in the hazy smoke anyway. But the man slid off of the pole and thrust his hips quickly so that his banana-sized dick tantalizingly flopped in the air. Chuck’s eyes were no drawn to this thick, meaty package. The man danced over to the edge of the stage, his hairless washboard abs glistening with sweat. Chuck put his elbows on the stage, pulling out a few bills, his eyes glued to the stripper’s monster dick. The dick came closer, the muscular thighs flexing as the man danced towards the cash.
And then the dick was pressed against his face, the soft cock slapping his face. Chuck felt the material of the blue thong brush against his cheek, and Chuck moaned, the dick an inch form his mouth. Chuck buried his face into this big dick and balls, letting them press against his face and skin. Chuck brought his hands up to grab the slippery, sweat butt as he shoved dollar bills into the strap down the ass. Chuck shoved the bills in so quickly, nearly shoving them up the hole. The cock was still soft and moving all over his face. Chuck moved the fabric of the smooth thong so that the read dick feel out, resting on Chuck’s cheek. The dick was smooth, cut, and fat as fuck.
The cock was soft – perhaps the stripper was straight – but Chuck knew he would whore out this guy and fuck him until he screamed. Chuck licked the tip of the head, smelling the suffocatingly amazing smell, and looked up at the strippers face. Chuck’s tongue rested on the tip, frozen into shock at the face that he had seen.
“Humphry?” Chuck stuttered, Dan’s big cock resting on his face. “This night is going to be better than I thought”
TBC……
Author’s Note: Sorry! This is just a teaser – The real fucking happens next, and that’s when you guys will really get off. I plan to do a whole bunch of pairings – all gay. But I want to use every guy – I plan to continue this for a while. If you have an suggestions or anything that you want written just write it in a comment and like magic it’ll be written. It can be as kinky and rough as you want it – leather, dogs, piss, whatever. Please comment!
Author: RodCocks
The room was filled with tobacco – a choking, hazy mist that filled the room like a cloud of debauchery. Chuck Bass sat in a plush red seat, the expensive chair of a gentleman’s club, and kicked his boots on the stage. He loved wearing his boots – black, laced, army boots fit for only men – when he went out like this. He wore his usual expensive pair of chino’s and an overly priced white polo, clashing with the macho power that his boots
exuded.
He sipped a beer from a mug in one hand and held a role of five-dollar bills in the other. He never used one-dollar-bills – the strippers like him more when he brought out the Lincoln’s. And tonight he wanted all the attention he could get. Chuck was a dick, and he loved to watch those slutty strippers whore themselves out for a few bucks. He had the power, the money, and they gave him the only thing they had left – their bodies.
He could see a sweaty body in front of him, hanging on the pole, the big, white ass pushed in the direction of Chuck’s face.
“Come here, Big Boy” Chuck said as he slapped his wad of bills at the end of the stage. This stripper was new – hot, ripped, and sweaty. Chuck came to this highly expensive strip joint when he was in the mood for cock and boy butt. And here was his fare share of both – the stage had six manly strippers ripping off costumes left and right. And the butt that he could see now was to die for. It was round, smooth, and built like two globes. That was a butt that would flex to a rock like strength when whipped with a belt. That was the butt that Chuck would take home tonight and screw.
He couldn’t see the man’s face; it was facing away and was covered in the hazy smoke anyway. But the man slid off of the pole and thrust his hips quickly so that his banana-sized dick tantalizingly flopped in the air. Chuck’s eyes were no drawn to this thick, meaty package. The man danced over to the edge of the stage, his hairless washboard abs glistening with sweat. Chuck put his elbows on the stage, pulling out a few bills, his eyes glued to the stripper’s monster dick. The dick came closer, the muscular thighs flexing as the man danced towards the cash.
And then the dick was pressed against his face, the soft cock slapping his face. Chuck felt the material of the blue thong brush against his cheek, and Chuck moaned, the dick an inch form his mouth. Chuck buried his face into this big dick and balls, letting them press against his face and skin. Chuck brought his hands up to grab the slippery, sweat butt as he shoved dollar bills into the strap down the ass. Chuck shoved the bills in so quickly, nearly shoving them up the hole. The cock was still soft and moving all over his face. Chuck moved the fabric of the smooth thong so that the read dick feel out, resting on Chuck’s cheek. The dick was smooth, cut, and fat as fuck.
The cock was soft – perhaps the stripper was straight – but Chuck knew he would whore out this guy and fuck him until he screamed. Chuck licked the tip of the head, smelling the suffocatingly amazing smell, and looked up at the strippers face. Chuck’s tongue rested on the tip, frozen into shock at the face that he had seen.
“Humphry?” Chuck stuttered, Dan’s big cock resting on his face. “This night is going to be better than I thought”
TBC……
Author’s Note: Sorry! This is just a teaser – The real fucking happens next, and that’s when you guys will really get off. I plan to do a whole bunch of pairings – all gay. But I want to use every guy – I plan to continue this for a while. If you have an suggestions or anything that you want written just write it in a comment and like magic it’ll be written. It can be as kinky and rough as you want it – leather, dogs, piss, whatever. Please comment!