Brandon Routh Nude Novels & Stories

All the while, Zarion was in his protective stance—quiet and ready to attack whenever he needed to against his brother. “Hey, nice tits,” Brandon purred and looked at my breast. I was caught off guard and heaved a deep breath, took a step backward, and squeezed Zarion’s hands. I know Brandon’s shameless and he only said that to tease his brother, but I still couldn’t believe he said those insulting words in front of us. And those words triggered Zarion. “Indeed.” The two brothers started growling at each other. Brandon discarded his clothes and his nakedness pierced my eyesight. Brandon is absolutely naked right now.

It wasn’t Nathan. Bruno was sitting there, shirtless, his head thrown back, eyes closed, mouth parted in silent pleasure. His right hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly, deliberately. Even in the dim blue light of the television, I could see the thick, glistening head and the precum shining at its tip. He was bigger, much bigger than Nathan. I froze. I had never seen anything like it before. The sight of my boyfriend’s father touching himself was so raw, so erotic, that I couldn’t look away.

His thumbs rubbed over my stiff nipples, pinching them gently at first, then harder. I whimpered into his mouth. “Brandon…” He lifted my sweater up and off, tossing it aside. My tits were exposed to the warm air. He leaned down and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard while his other hand played with the second one. The sensation shot straight to my clit, and I ground harder against his thick erection, desperate for friction. “You’re so fucking sensitive,” he murmured against my skin. “I want to taste all of you.” He laid me back on the wide couch and pulled my leggings and panties down in one motion. I was completely naked now, with my legs spread for him. Brandon looked down at my

He picked up another photo, which was even more explicit. Amber was on the bed as the man's hand grasped her without reservation. She had her eyes closed, a look of enjoyment on her face. In the next photo, Amber was completely naked, kneeling between the man's legs, lightly biting her lower lip with a provocative gaze. It was the same look she had given to Brandon before. Brandon grew angrier the more he looked at the photos. His vision blurred with rage. Blood rushed to his head and his temples began to throb.

It sent a shiver of want tearing through him. “Strip,” Brandon ordered, his voice low, dark, but trembling at the edges. Caleb obeyed instantly, fumbling with his clothes, pulling them off in jerky movements. His shirt hit the floor, pants followed, and then he was bare, exposed, his need visible, unhidden. He didn’t look away from Brandon once. Brandon undressed slower, deliberate, eyes locked on Caleb like he wanted to sear him into memory. His chest rose and fell heavy, muscles taut, bruises from the accident still faint but visible. Caleb reached out instinctively, fingers brushing one, guilt flooding him again.

“You’re the one who agreed to fake- lovers life. You gotta adapt to your new reality, babe.” “Don’t call me that.” “What? Babe?” “Yes. That.” “Okay, sunflower.” “Brandon—!” He suddenly held up both hands and backed off, still smirking. “Alright, alright. Sheesh. Sensitive much?” “You walked in on me naked!” “On accident.” “You stayed!” “To give you the robe.” “I was literally fine without it!” “Oh, really?” he said, tilting his head. “You were planning to walk out here just wrapped in shame and regret? Or were you hoping I’d be shirtless too so we could, I don’t know, bond?”

Maybe had repressed me for too long, but I actually thrilled at the thought of my nudes in Bruno phone. I was turned on just thinking about his hand wrapped around his shaft, his veined bicep pumping as he jerked off to my image. “Fuck, you’re so goddamned gorgeous,” he growled My back arched, I presented both my naked tits to Bruno, soaking in the sounds of his tortured, ragged breathing.He was standing over the couch, his emerald stare blazing as he stroked his naked dick. I couldn’t help but stare as it laid in his palm, thick, smooth and fully erect, a drop of pre-cum beading at its pulsing head.

It’s so peaceful here. Brandon walks close to the water first, then he pulls off his shirt, revealing his broad back. Gradually, he strips off his pants. My throat dries up, but oddly my mouth salivates at the sight of his immaculate buttocks. I remember seeing him the first time this way, and his body is exactly the same as I remembered. He slightly shifts his body to face me, preventing my eyes from looking down. “Come, Alayna,” he invites softly and steps in the spring water.

I took the coat from his extended hand, swallowing past the lump in my throat as Brandon turned and left for the shoot where they had set up a fancy sofa on the beach and all the women were gathered around in that area, only in their revealing bikini and perfect bodies. Brandon walked over confidently to the sofa and lay down on it with one of his knees popped up and his hand placed on that raised knee. Another woman went near him then, adjusting the way his shirt remained open and fixing the position of his limbs while another woman was called in to retouch his makeup and hair.

He pushed off his wet trunks, and now naked, he propped himself up on his bed with his laptop. The image came up just in time to show Brenda slip out of her bikini on the far side of her bed, facing Bryce's camera. His dick began to quickly expand as he took in the beauty of those gorgeous tits and the little landing-strip muff of pubic hair that adorned her pronounced pussy-mound.