Novel & Cerita Hairy Chest Gay

Chester’s POV “Kai and you are dunderheads,” Ryder shook his head as he poked at my now healed chest. “Fancy getting a taste of Wolfsbane,” he remarked with a chuckle and the fvcker felt zero remorse for us. Asshole. “I might be a bi, Alpha but I have no interest in you so stop finding ways to touch me,” I said and wiggled both my eyebrows and got a stinging slap on my chest thereafter. The fvck ?

Harvey shrugs. Eden chuckles and orders his coffee before he takes a seat next to his boss. "Someone is overconfident," "Better be confident than scared," Harvey winks at him, "So, is Kian coming to the party tonight?" Eden shakes his head, "He can't. He said he's busy tonight," "Busy with some boyfriend?" Harvey smirks, and Eden looks at him with confusion, "How do you know?" "What? That he's gay?" Harvey laughs and puts his arm around Eden's shoulders, "There's something special we gay people have. It's called a gaydar," he whispers to him, sending shivers down his spine.

The rest of our classmates quickly came down to help Duffy to slap my face and tweak my hair. Even though many of them flocked to me, I did not show my weakness. But when my top was suddenly torn in the chest, that's when I couldn't fight them anymore. I was holding my torn clothes so that they wouldn't tear completely because my chest would be exposed even though I was wearing a bra. They only stopped what they were doing when suddenly someone squealed loudly from the top of the stairs. "A-Alpha Hunter," Hillary said. Instead of lifting my face and looking at the face of our alpha, which almost all female werewolves are obsessed with I just bowed my head even more and covered my chest well

"I'm not gay. You're gay." I quirked my sculpted eyebrow at her. "You're killing my boobs right now and you're saying you're not gay?" "Well, you started it," she argued, rolling her eyes. "I bet the world will collapse once they find out that Hilary Damien, the golden queen is letting the Captain Bimbo murder her boobs. We can't have that, right?" This time, I hummed, pecking her lips. "I'm not gay. Why everyone does have to name who I am based on what I am fucking?"

And the way his face softened when he laughed. I sighed as I brushed my teeth. I should definately not be thinking about him right now. Or about how I wanted to run my hands down his chest and follow the trail of hair lower... He was a man's man. I had always found chest hair sexy on man, somrthing more primative and utterly masculine, especially paired with that short scruffy beard. Most of the men I photographed now a days waxed or even did laser treatments to be bare and smooth. Each to their own I guess.

He didn't waste a second before jumping in and joining me under the shower, the towel now hanging on one of the hooks. The way the water droplets are rolling down his body is only making me more horny than I am usually whenever I see him. I have always known I was different. Because at one point of time I thought Alpha King was the sexiest man I have ever seen. And I couldn't feel like that with any other girls I came across. So that's when I knew I was gay. But I just didn't tell anyone. Not even Venus.

The hairs on his chest had become a site of attraction. "Louis, are you still here?" He waved his hands right in front of me. "What are you thinking that got you hooked? You stared at my chest for over three minutes like you have seen something unusual. What's going on with you?" the Alpha asked with a calm voice. "Oh sorry about that, you have no idea!" Of course, the Alpha had no idea of what I had fantasized about under the three minutes he described. A deep fantasy had indeed occurred in the three minutes, he talked about. I felt like reaching for his chest and licking his hair with my tongue. What a nasty thought I must have had! It was strange at first because I had come to be healed b

The answer was direct, owning her choice. Gordon pushed the boundary further, his voice dropping to a low, suggestive register. "Even the hair in your more intimate, lower regions—you don't shave that either?" She leaned forward slightly, mirroring his conspiratorial posture, her expression now challenging him. "No. Tell me honestly, don't you like a hairy woman?" she asked, putting the question back on him. His eyes darkened with an intensity that Rekha found genuinely arousing. He didn't hesitate; his voice vibrated with conviction. "I always like the presence of hair on every part of a woman's body. It makes me intensely, instantly turn on."

" Ashley spat straight to Cassandra whose face was now covered with tears and embarrassment. "And you Kennedy... how funny even the boys bully me. Let me tell you something Ken, it's okay to be a gay, I'm not against LGBTQ+. But to be a man whore is something I will find disgusting. Having sex with all those old men or let me rephrase it for you, given you dirty and filthy ass to those sugar daddies is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen. " Ashley was in full energy, she surely want to pay them with their own coins. She turned to face Miss Ellen and Ashley chuckled when she saw the fear in her eyes.

He was slender and his skin was super smooth - he only had body hair under his armpits and in his crotch. As soon as we started sixty-nining, he let a moan out. Was this his first time getting a blowjob, too? I easily deep-throated him for a few seconds before switching to licking and sucking on his hairy balls. I stupidly trying reaching his hole with my tongue without realising this was his first gay experience - he was startled and that almost broke the chemistry. I suggested having a shower together but he said no - I said sorry and he started sucking me again. Luckily he still looked really horny and after a couple of minutes of me gently face-fucking him as he was laying on the couch,