Hairy Men In Briefs Novels & Stories

But I wasn't alone for long. Less than five minutes later, the cloth door moved again. Two men walked into the small room. My breath caught in my throat. I couldn't help but stare. They were young, incredibly fit, and completely butt naked. One of them was Black, his skin a rich, smooth color that caught the golden light of the lamp. His muscles were large and hard like stone. The other man looked mixed, with light brown skin, sharp hazel eyes, and a broad chest covered in faint tattoos. Both of them were fully, aggressively hard. Their cocks were as hard as rocks, pulsing and pointing straight out in front of them.

I wonder how this men were lucky enough to be blessed with gorgeous bodies and handsome faces. Jack sneered and didn't let go of my hand as the men began to catch sight of us. "Oh! Alpha Jack, welcome! And Luna Carmela, I'm glad you could be our audience today". A tall man with blonde hair approach us while wearing a boyish smile on his face and like few of the others, he's half naked. Showing off a well built shoulders and six pack abs, while only wearing a sweat pants which I believe is slightly damp from his own perspiration. I can't help the question in my head, how could every man in the pack posses such wonderful looks even after all the exercises they did?

He goes to grab me, and my beast jumps, kicking off his chest and flipping back away from him in front of my pack. I look at all the guys as my beast relaxes, giving me back my control. One has blood all over the front of his shirt from his nose, which is now healed. His hair hangs loose with curls down to his midsection. One has dirt and ash all over the front of his shirt. His hair is shorter all around but is slightly longer on top; it is neatly styled to be a little messy. The third has buzzed sides fading up to hair that is spiked up messily, but it suits him. The last one stands with a perfect pearly white smile, and I lock eyes with him. The sides of his hair are short, and the top is

I slump into the chair, slapping a hand over my mouth. "Alright, Camila, you can do this," I exhale slowly and blink fast. When I look back down, the scene has escalated, the men—all except one—have pulled off their pants, only left with briefs and that stupid mask. They're all hard, groaning and rubbing their erections.

he asked, letting her in. As Ava stepped into the kitchen, she froze. Two incredibly muscular, handsome men stood under bright photography lights wearing nothing but tight, tiny Jockey briefs. Their bodies were sculpted..broad shoulders, defined abs, powerful thighs..and the heavy, unmistakable bulges in their underwear made her mouth go dry.

Three men and two women. The women were dressed in black tank tops and matching jean shorts, with a holster around their thighs. Out of the three men, one stood out. He was a fat man dressed in a casual t-shirt which was baggy, but resembled a cropped shirt because of his big belly that fell onto his jean zipper area. While the men who stood behind him both wore an all-black suit and had ear monitors on.

’ Viatrix laughed. “If you want a blow job…” I licked my lips again, looking at his bulge. “You’ll need to get that cock out. My hands are a little tied up.” Henrik chuckled, one of those husky horny chuckles, as he unbuttoned his shorts and lowered the zipper. I wasn’t the only one commando, but I knew that. Neither of my mates bothered wearing their boxes on the flight here. So when Henrik adjusted on the sofa to lower the shorts, his hard cock was on full display and at attention.

And there was nothing I could do about it. A few of the men stepped forward to where Kirios and I stood. One of them took me by the upper arm, and led me towards the bed. All of the men were naked now, and the sight of their cocks was making me literally go weak at the knees. They were all so big, so hard, none of them quite as big as Kirios but all of them proud, powerful, rock-hard big cocks. Some were circumcised, some were not; some were veiny, some smooth; but all of those cocks were erect and quivering and throbbing with readiness. And I was going to be used for their pleasure.

The two of them widened their eyes and looked around to see any route we could pass but we had no choice leaving the chance to wait for them to stop the commotion so that we could pass them. The women split in half spatting out three men. On the left side is a tall man with pointed nose, white skin,and slightly curly hair. In the middle is a confident and tall man with muscular body, pointed nose, styled hair and beautiful adams apple shape. I shifted my eyes to the last man which made me regret it in a second. I roll my eyes at him and he smirked. I gulped because he saw what I did. I looked at him again just like what I did yesterday. From afar I notice his sharp features, messy hair that

Two guys visible through the glass. They were big. Tall, broad, the kind of built that comes from lifting heavy things for fun. One had dark hair pulled back in a messy knot, a short beard framing his jaw, sleeves rolled up to show thick forearms covered in black ink. The other had a buzz cut, silver hoops in both ears, shoulders so wide they looked almost cartoonish. Both wore plain black t-shirts that clung in all the right places. They looked like they’d walked straight out of one of those over-the-top p**n scenes I sometimes watched alone at 2 a.m. when I was too restless to sleep—exaggerated, too handsome, too confident, the kind of guys who made your pulse jump just by existing in the