Gay mermen

Read the most popular merman gay stories on Wattpad, the world's largest social storytelling platform. Check out our gay merman selection for the very best in unique or custom, handmade pieces from our digital prints shops. We speak to queer merman Mallow, who previously went by Maui, who has been donning a tail and swimming as a merman since Mallow the Abalone Merman is the “mersona” of Keenon Hooks, a professional merman and choreographer from California.

Besides the hunky mermen there are a magical line of male fairies, too. It's part of a whole gay merman subculture dating back decades now. Some Millennials bought me a Goth one a few years ago and it is one of my most treasured posessions. One of my old merman drawings. Blix is a gay professional mermaid who lives in Atlanta. ‘I eat, sleep and breathe mermaids, merman – the whole life,’ says Blix, who is known as Eric when he’s a ‘two-legger’.

‘My family knew I. He only realized his mistake once he was barely able to make out the shape of his hand in front of him. The small, sardine sized , boy shivered. He began to spin, searching for a light source to follow back to his home. There was no such safety in sight. There was a flash of movement from his right, though it was gone by the time he turned. The same odd situation happened four or more times, slowly the ripples of water being moved towards him by the movement became stronger, as did his fear.

Milo stopped his dizzying spins when he felt the last push of movement, whatever was in this forest with his was big and it had gotten close enough he doubted it would wait more than a few seconds more to strike. He was being hunted. Without a glance behind him, he darted forwards. Had he been still he would've blended into the kelp, yet his was moving and had been for a while and he was sure he glittered in the water in the same way a shiny coin or a cool rock would glint and dance in his own eyes.

He could feel the rush of mass moving towards him as he flicked his tail harder to move quicker, never had he felt slower than in this moment. As he swam he could feel whatever this predator was chasing no more than mere inches behind, his heart hammered in his ears as he used all his energy to move, not looking back in fear of what he would see. The hunt continued for what felt like hours but was likely less than 40 minutes at most.

He had never realized just how large the kelp forest was before now.

Milo was slowly running out of energy, already having pushed his small body to the limits, his tail ached and his head pounded. It was playing with him. The thought of being viewed as nothing but a plaything for the amusement of a larger being made his stomach churn. Someone would loose this game, and Milo stood no chance. With the knowledge he had no way of winning this sick deadly game, he chose to end it on his own terms rather than allow himself to be used up before his death.

As Milo slowed, bracing himself for an attack the moment he slowed, he glanced back to finally lock eyes with his pursuer.

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He had expected a seal or an otter of some kind, he was half right. There, wading mere human inches from him, was a giant seal-mer. Milo trembled and backed away from the giant face, not missing the way its giant mouth had been only an arms length from his tail. He flicked his tail weakly on instinct, only moving a pace away before bumping into a wall. His head whipped around as fast as he could manage in his weakened state, flinching when he saw it was not a wall, but rather a large, tan, fleshy hand blocking him from escaping.

Milo whimpered and clamped his eyes shut as he felt himself be pushed back in front of the giant face by the hand behind him, wishing he had stayed home rather than search for pretty shells in the kelp forest that morning. He flinched when the giant spoke, noting the deep, slightly amazed, voice so close by. His eyes snapped open as he was poked again, soon feeling the giant hand begin to close around him.

He could almost see guilt swirling in those eyes, but he pushed the idea away as he heard the giant begin to speak yet again. I just wanna get a look at you, I've never seen another mer before. Had he not been fearing for his life, he would have blushed. I'm Jayden. Milo yelped as Jayden began to move, slowly swimming forwards with Milo still secured entirely in his hand.