Bradley Steven Perry Shirtless Novels & Stories

Lisa gnashed her teeth. "Other women are dying to catch a glimpse of me and here you are the unfortunate one. Tch!". Brad shook his head. " I will rather lay in a gutter than to see your face." Lisa turned her face. "Let's go." A flash of hurt passed through Brad's eyes but he concealed it quickly and untied her hands. "Fucking Bastard!" Lisa murmered and rubbed her wrists to ease the pain. Brad than stepped out of the car with his usual mischievous smile, his messy and unruly hair can make anyone go crazy for him. He was was wearing ruby red suit with black collared shirt and black loafers.

The two older alphas around her nod as they see another man approach and walk away, not giving us another look, like we're nothing. The sergeant with the horrible last name stands in awkward silence as she waits for the guy to approach. She's insecure when she's alone, which is good to note because I can take advantage of that at some point. I'm getting bored as we wait and the arms of the guys at my sides seem to produce even more sweat than my ass, but that's all forgotten when I get a glimpse of the heavenly man approaching us. Unlike everyone else, he's not in full uniform, he's shirtless and just wearing his pants, so I can get a good look at his abs and his big arms filled with tattoos

The girls seem not to realise it at first but due to the intense staring, they had gathered their attention who too sat shocked and then flushed in embarrassment. The boys looked amused at the reaction but soon realised the reason. The three of them were not dressed somewhat decently. The three of them were lean but had muscles in right places along with very prominent abs. Leon was shirtless with his six pack abs on display along with his hard pecs and strong muscled arms while only wearing a grey sweat pant loosely around his hips highlighting his v line. Christopher sat on the bean bag with his legs spread apart as he wore black shorts clearly showing his strong muscled thighs while he wo

Her eyes cut straight through the crowd, landing on the tall, striking figure standing in front of a treadmill. She froze for a second. Stephen was always dressed in sharp suits or structured jackets, the picture of a polished, no-nonsense professional. But today was different. Gone was the formal attire. Instead, he wore a fitted athletic shirt and training gear that left nothing to the imagination—his toned chest and sculpted abs were on full display, eight solid muscles carved to perfection. It was the perfect embodiment of that saying: lean in clothes, built underneath. He wasn’t overly bulky, either.

it was for a good cause. The door was opened revealing a tired- looking Brad. His hair was tossed in many directions and he was shirtless and his body was glistening with sweat. He looked like he had just finished working out. He seemed a bit surprised to see me. " Stella, I didn't know you were coming over, he said running a hand over his face. "yeah, can we talk? it's important" "Umm, I'm kind of busy right now I have things - "Brad who is it?"

"I just didn't want Grandma to worry." Stanley sat down on the bed. "Take off your shirt," Wendy instructed. Stanley obeyed, removing the white shirt to reveal his well-toned upper body. It was the first time Wendy had seen Stanley shirtless. His broad shoulders and slim waist, the muscles firm and defined, were nothing like the exaggerated abs of a gym junkie. Instead, he had six well-defined abs, dignified and subtle. His V-line disappeared into his black pants, held in place by an expensive, cool-to-the-touch black leather belt.

"I'll tell you want to do. Todd kept driving along the winding road clinging to the side of the slope. Steph unzipped her top and pulled it open. She wasn't wearing a bra after all. Her huge tits hung out as she leaned back and parted the sides of her sweatshirt. Her nipples were standing out hard from her pale areolas like they had been under her patriotic bikini in the butter commercial.

Slowly, I turned around. Charlie stood a short distance away, completely shirtless, wearing only a pair of dark football shorts that hung low on his hips. He was covered in a light sheen of sweat, as if he had just finished a long, hard run. The sweat trailed down the defined ridges of his abs and along the lines of his chest, catching the outdoor light in a way that made every muscle stand out more clearly. His blonde hair was messy and slightly damp, falling across his forehead in a careless, attractive way.

Sally dejectedly nodded "Good, now get naked" Steve's acting was pretty convincing, for a moment, I was glad I had hired him, "Lets do it" I said with a sign, Sally and I began to strip until I was left with only my boxer and Sally in her pants and bra, "What are you waiting for?, remove everything!" Steve yelled, "I cant remove everything with them staring at me" Sally said to me, I also didn't want them to looka t her naked Body, she belonged to me and only I had the right to see her naked

Nothing. Serena jerked up, seeing Nathaniel climb into bed without a shirt. She reacted, “What are you doing?” “What?” he asked, yawning. Nathaniel lay on his side, head propped on his fist. Without sheets, the way his pajama waistband sat low on his hips was impossible to miss, the dark edge of his underwear visible beneath it. It only made his broad chest and toned abdomen harder to ignore. “You need to wear a shirt,” she said.