Bruce Timm Nude Novels & Stories

"I'm not dating Hudson. I don't want him, Bruce. I want you!" I heard the words right after they left my mouth, and I knew I sounded completely insane, but I didn't care. Bruce froze. His eyes turned entirely dark with pure lust. "Take off your clothes," he ordered. I didn't hesitate for a single second. I let my clothes drop to the floor until I was standing completely naked in front of him. I looked up at him, my body shivering. He walked over and gripped my jaw tightly, staring me straight in the eye. "Get on the bed and arch your back."

Remona gazed at the picture mouth agape, she didn't know what to do. Shock ran down her spine staring at the picture in her hands, it was a picture of two men who looked the same in boxers standing on the beach. One had a tattoo on his chest but the other didn't, the other had brown eyes while the tattooed guy had dark black eyes. She dropped the phone and stumbled backward with wide eyes, Bruce quickly caught his phone so it wouldn't fall. "I... I... I... " Remona wanted to say something but it was all stuck in her throat, she couldn't believe she had made a mistake already.

We both moaned before I was being thrown on the bed as I was looking up at Tim. He removed his clothing and in seconds, he was naked in front of me. I sucked in my breaths before I was looking at his perfect body. His flat stomach. Well-built thighs. Well-endowed cock. I licked my lower lips before Tim was pulling my ankles and he was on top of me again as he was ripping my blouse into two that I was gasping when the cold air was hitting my hard nipples. I did not wear any underwear as I wanted Tim to be seduced by me when this time comes and I think it’s working.

Charlie hummed and confided, "It's just that the treatment is tedious and takes time, and you have to be naked. More importantly, the treatment is quite painful, and you will definitely scream. Are you sure you want the people here to know about it?" Bruce hastily affirmed, "Don't worry about that. I'll have my most trusted guard take you out of the cell and secretly bring you to my office. I'll be waiting for you there. The soundproofing is very good. No one will hear anything. It will be a secret between us." Bruce attentively hoped to keep this situation a secret because it was too embarrassing.

The sun beat down on Rome’s head and shoulders, the blue ocean in front of him twinkling as the waves rolled against the yacht. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair, not sure what to do. It was evident Tim was not in a compromising mood, nor was he feeling friendly. Rome had attempted to speak to him, to congratulate him on getting the role, but Tim blew him off and walked away. While almost everyone else was wearing swim trunks and T-shirts that could come off once they reached the point in the ocean where Wynnie had mentioned stopping the yacht for some time in the water, Tim was wearing pants and a button-down shirt over a T-shirt, and if Rome wasn’t mistaken, there was a bulge in hi

Timothy complained. "That is the same period you saw me. But sadly, you don't seem to be happy to see me, except for the Boss." Bruce replied with a smile. "What? Oh please. Who are you?" Timothy asked sarcastically. "A pain in your ass." Bruce replied laughing. "A real pain at that." Tim added. "But I've missed you bro. You look good. Is that a new tie? And a new shoe, those must have cost you a reasonable sum. Bruce!"

Wilson ran a finger under the waistband of Tim's shorts, peeking inside at his penis, which fear had caused to retract almost completely inside his body. What pubic hair had was thin, blonde, and sparse. Wilson guffawed. "Hey, Jackson, I don't think Timmy has to shave his pubes, because he doesn't have any yet." Jackson laughed. Jackson pulled Tim's shorts the rest of the way off. His massive arms lifted Tim up so that Wilson could remove his shoes and socks, leaving Tim naked from the waist down.

Her hand was becoming numb but she didn't stop. Few more strokes and he came undone on her hands. He was still reeling from the high of his release when his boxer briefs were pulled off him. He didn't protest. He had vowed to himself to let her take control and he was planning on keeping that. Timothy helped unhooked her bra from behind, and took it off. This wasn't the first time he was seeing her naked, but everytime, her body didn't seem to stop awing him. She had the perfect body, what others call an hourglass shape. Her breasts were perky and her chest wide, just perfect.

Alright am in" I got my mind back to the reality The new models cheered loudly,having a guy like bruno in their modeling department, is a dream come true Kathy rushed to grab him like a hungry dog The lights got set,and the photographers were getting ready for their shots,also the editing team I stood far ,in the corner of the room watching everything, waiting to speak one on one with him so I can deliver my message "Please Pull off your shirt,sir Bruno" The director instructed "Do I have to?"

she asked, trying not to pant. “What is it, baby?” She was pretty sure he was trying not to pant, either. “Would you take off this damn shirt? I need to touch you… To feel your skin under my palms…” The slow, sexy smile dawned. And he peeled his T-shirt over his head. Even though she’d watched him contort himself and had seen the muscles in his arms, she’d never seen his torso naked. Timothy was absolutely gorgeous. Hard-muscled and yet lean, with a subtle six-pack. Copper-penny nipples and a delicious arrow of hair that pointed to hidden treasure. His skin was beyond warm, so hot he felt feverish.