Anthony Ramos Shirtless Novels & Stories

he commented but was later on dragged away by Crystal herself. A few moments later, Crystal squealed in excitement as Antony came out of the restroom. His expression was bashful as he grith his teeth in slight annoyance. His appearance was more casual as he wore a white T-shirt with three blue streaks across the chest area. He also wore a pair of dark blue jeans along with a pair of light blue converse. The cute get up just made Crystal squeal louder in amusement as Antony clicked his tongue in annoyance. “Whatever.” Antony commented. Crystal released a hum in thought before lightly ruffling Antony’s neatly styled hair. Antony hissed in annoyance and tried to pry her off but Crystal wouldn’t

I told him I was happy I could make him feel that good. Afterwards I took a long shower. My pussy felt thoroughly used and tender from the night’s abuse, but in the best possible way. Later in bed, Anthony told me he was planning a card night with a few of the guys in two weeks. He wanted me to wear nothing but a short silk robe with nothing underneath. These were different men, and while I didn’t have to fuck them, he wanted me to tease them mercilessly — flash my body, let them look, and allow them to touch if they tried.

It was a relief but still. Suddenly, the door thumbed open. I rushed my stare to the door and met a half-naked Antonio. He wore grey shorts but no shirt or rather his torso was clothed with tattoos. Looking at him, you would never assume he had even one tattoo. They sat perfectly on him. As his eyes locked with mine, I quickly broke away and lowered them and lowered myself as well back on the edge of the bed. He walked past me rubbing his hair dry with a towel.

Then I saw him. Ramon. Shirtless. I froze. Sweat glistened on his skin as he worked out in his yard. His dark hair was damp, sticking slightly to his forehead. His arms flexed with every controlled movement, muscles tightening and relaxing in perfect rhythm. His strong back shifted as he moved, each defined line of muscle standing out under the golden sunlight. I swallowed hard. Oh, God. Heat rushed to my face, and I felt like my entire brain had short-circuited. What was I supposed to do with this? How was I supposed to think, let alone talk, when he looked like that?

"Clean off your body with sand. Call us back once you are dressed." "My shirt?" I asked as I held up the ensanguined shirt. For some reason, I felt the desert camouflage pattern was ruined. "He can go shirtless," Priya suggested quickly. Mona and Rachel nodded. 'Showered in pig's blood'...I didn't recall seeing that on a Cosmo sex quiz. I shuddered to think whose sexual survey would...oh, right, it was on the Satan's Sluts' To-do List.

I wet my panties despite being in such a horrible situation. My man… He was shirtless with only a pair of black pants hanging low on his hips, exposing that sexy V belt that dipped into his crotch. His perfectly ripped chest had some smear of blood and a little cut here and there with a rifle hanging to a bullet belt slung to his shoulder. His hair was slightly wet, giving him that sexy Rambo vibe, and my oh my did he look smoldering. At that moment, I didn't mind being his damsel in distress. Sizzle me, daddy!

Ashton "What the hell are you wearing, Ashy?" Lautner said nonchalantly and immediately walk in my direction, he then turned me around to look closely at the clothes I was wearing. I couldn't help but frown because it feels like there is something wrong with what I was wearing right now based on the tone of his voice. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and trunks because I plan to swim in the ocean after the Caribbean boys were done with their strip show. I just really want to see naked men dancing on stage, I don't know but I have never really seen such a show before.

Freya passes a evil smile to Joseph. "Alright" Jospeh was taking his position when. "Do in Shirtless" random girl screams "Are you serious girl?? Jospeh asked her shocked. "Yes! Ryan now we all should see something interesting rightttt" "Yes obviously Jospeh sir c'mon" ryan wink Joseph remove his coat and the shirt he was wearing showing off gis biceps. Slowly he remove his shirt. 6 fit tall boy with 6 packs, damn strong biceps, fair complexion.

Pamela struggled to hide her groan. Before them stood a shirtless DJ. His left hand clung tightly onto the handle of a tool box. He looked as though he was pulled out from the covers of men's magazines. His strong muscled chest, oily with sweat and his well defined chisel Adonis V was a sight to behold. Ashley swallowed. She had never seen him shirtless. She had never seen him this indecently sexy. “Ashley?” DJ called, surprise filled his tone. “DJ, I think -” A feminine voice called from behind Ashley and Pamela.

She had seen the closet and wanted to put her things in it. “Do this tomorrow. You must be tired, right?” Alexander’s voice sounded which startled her. She turned around to look at him, and that was when she realised he was shirtless and seemed to be on his way to take a shower. Lauren was stunned. She looked at the back of the shirtless man and gulped nervously. Her face had long turned red and his well-muscled chest flashed in her mind. Though she hadn't seen it well, his back and torso were just too—