Derek Luh Nude Novels & Stories

"Hold on." Maya's eyes widened when he began taking off his top. She quickly averted her gaze to the ground but Derek was quicker, throwing the garment to the ground and shrugging out of his shirt. She blushed at his naked chest and he smirked again. He pulled off his jeans as well, leaving him clad in only his boxer briefs. Mays coughed awkwardly and turned to look away, her ears burning red. Derek just chuckled, "I'm not gonna bite." He said.

The strings tied loosely at my hips, threatening to come undone with the slightest tug. I sauntered out to the pool area where the two men were already lounging. Marcus was in swim trunks that did little to hide the impressive bulge beneath, his muscular chest glistening in the sun. Derek wore shorter trunks, his rugged frame relaxed but powerful. Their conversation stopped the moment they saw me. “Jesus, Lila,” Marcus muttered, his eyes darkening as they raked over my body. He adjusted himself openly. Derek let out a low whistle. “Trying to kill us, sweetheart? That bikini is criminal on a body like yours.”

I heard Derek's calm, masculine and suiting voice speak out and was about to turn towards him with a smile when I remembered I was completely naked. I looked towards his direction and found him holding out my dress on his finger tip with a naughty grin plastered on his face. “The fuck Derek!!!?”

Maybe he would slide those long fingers back inside me again. Maybe this time he wouldn’t stop. I wanted all of it. I just didn’t dare say it out loud. I picked up my bag and the bathroom door opened. Derek stepped out completely naked, that limp, useless dick dangling between his legs like a sad afterthought. “Where are you going dressed like that, Sloan?” he asked, walking toward the closet. I’m going to get my pussy fixed, you dumb fuck. The one you’ve ignored for years while I lay next to you every night burning up.

His eyes never left Mike’s. “See? Just helping each other out,” Derek muttered, but his voice was thick with lust. He shoved his shorts down, freeing his heavy nine-inch cock. It was thicker than Mike’s, veined, with a fat mushroom head already drooling. He poured baby oil over it, stroking himself slick until the entire length shone wetly. “This doesn’t make us gay. It’s just… halftime relief.” Mike stared at Derek’s massive oiled cock, throat working as he swallowed hard. His own dick twitched hard at the sight. “Put that shit away, man. We can’t… I can’t suck that. I’m not doing that.”

After removing it, I collapsed back onto the bed, where I was completely nude in front of two perfectly clothed men. I observed them getting up. Derek began unbuckling his pants as Kenny waited a little. Pulling his pants down Derek's hard dvvk was visible. I was accustomed to his rod already. The length and thickness genuinely piqued my interest in Kenny's Like the bad b!tch I was, I instantly dropped to my knees and sucked Derek's rod in my mouth. In addition to removing his trousers, he threw his top over his head and onto the bed.

that little voice says to me , "Huh, I'm going crazy too, apparently well better make the most of it then. can you help me in the shower? Derek, I say with a smirky sexy smile ,hoping he gets my drift . Why, yes, I can beautiful little Luna. he says to me . He starts to unbutton his pants, sliding them off along with his shoes and socks and then grabbing his shirt and lifting it off in one swoop his wide shoulders and ripped abs on full display going down to his v shaped waist and that happy trail of hair leading down into his boxers which he's left on damnit . Sorry, princess clothes stay on for now. wow, that's so disappointing, I guess.

Proceed" He spoke curtly. His attention shifted to the laptop screen and I did the same, a deep sense of fear pitted in my stomach. The screen was completely dark, soon enough, that changed when the lights flickered on. It looked like a storage room, there was an unmoving figure on the ground, I almost didn't recognize him. Derek! My heart lunged to my throat, he was wounded, both of his eyes were swollen, there was dried blood on his nose, it was situated at a weird angle like it had been broken. He was naked except for a torn pair of trousers. The same he had worn yesterday morning.

"Do you practice voodoo?" Derek broke out into a sudden laugh. The fuck? He actually found it funny. He slowly got up from me, the physical loss of his warmth making me shiver instantly. He slid out of the bed, and then I turned around on my side, looking directly at his naked body and his monster dick that always drove me crazy just by seeing it from day one on campus. He didn't even try to cover himself up, he just stretched his broad shoulders. "Well, I don't know... I just... I don't know man." He waved his hand at me carelessly and tried to walk past the bed toward the bathroom.

"No. I like them this way. It's one of the few things about my life I have control over. I've always liked wearing them this way." Noelle squeezed my hand in understanding, "I was just teasing. You look amazing, period." My stomach was doing a jerky little nervous dance as we went down the stairs. Derek was crouched in front of the big fireplace getting the fire started. He was wearing jeans, but his shirt was faux suede that matched his blue eyes. He turned to look at us and sort of froze. Slowly, with the grace of a huge cat, he got to his feet and came over to where we stood at the foot of the stairs.