Derek Yates Nude Novels & Stories

he responded as I went on pacing around. “I'm going to teach him a lesson.” “Or you could teach me a lesson,” Derek smiled, as I turned to see that he had already stripped every bit of fabric on his body, and he was now naked. He sat down on a log then spread his legs as I could see he had an erection. “I'm waiting for you.” “Derek,” I whispered sharply, looking around in fear. “What if someone saw you like this?” “We are miles away from our peers. No one is going to see anything, because they're busy in drowning themselves with drinks and their partners.”

I got to his door in no time and I pushed open the door slightly and slipped inside without even knocking to draw his attention to it. The sight that greeted me instantly stopped me cold in my tracks. Derek was sitting on the edge of his bed, his pants were around his ankles, his thick massive cock was in his hand. He was furiously masturbating while staring at his laptop screen. On the screen was one of my most popular p**n videos, I was getting fucked hard in a hotel room, moaning loudly as the male performer pounded my wet pussy from behind. Derek was actually moaning my own name right under his breath.

Derek quickly swam toward the surface hoping to catch the intruder's eye. He had to protect his fairy. Her life depended on it as he broke the surface. His hair now a forest green and his shirt gone. The six pack they forced him to keep was on display. He used to have an eight pack. Something he swore he would get back now that his girl had been found.

*1 year back* Derek checked the stairs, no one was there. He went straight for the brown door and opened it. Inside it, sat a figure, covered in blood, wearing nothing but pants. "Zane?",said Derek. Zane jerked his eyes open. "Am I dreaming?",he whispered. "No no",said Derek. "I'm really here buddy" Derek was going to cry, after seeing his best friend in such a state. "I'm sorry I didn't come sooner. I'm here to get you out"

It would always make me yearn for him like never before. Derek removed his pants while I hurriedly slipped my top off me.. I unsnapped my bra, while Derek watched as my breasts spring out and bounce at once. He removed his shirt and hurled it to the ground, his body loaded with sexy tempting muscles. I moved backwards on the bed, spreading my legs wide for him. I was more than ready for him to fill me up..

was all he said, Chad. When the man realized that his wife was completely naked. And about to be penetrated, she entered the room, and with a frown she told Derek —You have balls to take my wife. After that, he punched him full in the face. Derek, was lying on the ground, with his member standing, Chad, approached him, and crushed his most sensitive area with his shoe. While he added — And yet you have the nerve, to get excited, with my wife. You are disgusting, your entire repertoire will be known, public by tomorrow.

Zylon chuckled. Hayes pulled me in the middle of the bed. I finally opened my eyes to look at them. They stood at the foot of the bed… Naked. Their eyes were still black and were wild with lust. I looked at their rippling muscles and biceps, and I drooled. These men were the epitome of hotness. Hayes's build was a little larger than his brother's. Their bodies were perfect. Hayes had a few scars, but they made him even more attractive!

Alpha Derek groaned, his voice coming out as a warning to Ella. Ella looked up and found him without a shirt. Looking at his perfectly toned chest, Ella had to clap her thighs together. But it was already too late. The scent of her arousal filled the air almost immediately. Valen adjusted his cock that was already throbbing in his pants. As for alpha Derek, it felt to him as if his cock would tear its way out of his pants.

He finally got the door open and he pulled me inside. Before he even closed the door all the way we began tearing each other’s clothes off. He paused when I was down to my lacy black bra and matching panties. “My god,” he said softly. “You are beautiful.” I felt my face turn hot. Then I smiled and pulled off his undershirt. I let out a soft gasp. I knew Derek worked out a lot for football, but I wasn’t expecting the rock hard abs and chest. I gently reached out and touched his chest.

My vision blurred for a second, my brain refusing to process the image. There was Bradley. My Bradley. The guy I had been dating since we were sixteen. He was pinned face down to the mattress, his back arched, his face buried in a pillow to muffle his screams of pleasure. And behind him, slamming into him with a brutality that made the headboard crack against the wall, was Derek. Derek’s dark curls were damp with sweat, his muscular back rippling with every lunging motion. But they weren't alone. Another guy, totally naked and built like a tank, was behind Derek, his hands locked onto Derek's waist, moving in sync.