Joe Locke Nude Novels & Stories

Like the concept of embarrassment has never touched him a day in his life. I rip off my compression gear, trying to focus on literally anything else. My jock becomes a problem I don’t have the mental capacity to solve. Keep it on? Take it off? Neither option feels safe. Lockie drops beside me before I can spiral further. Thank God. He’s dressed. Dry. Normal. A functioning human being who understands towels. Unlike Theo. Honestly, how has no one taught him basic decency? He’s twenty-eight, not a feral animal. “That save was insane, Vin,” Lockie says. A sharp throat-clear cuts through the air.

Father Dominic ordered, letting go of Leo's neck. Leo didn't hesitate. He grabbed the hem of his white t-shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it to the floor. He kicked off his sneakers and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his sweatpants. He pushed them down his thighs and stepped out of them. He stood there completely naked, his cock jutting out from his body, thick and leaking. Father Dominic leaned against the closed bedroom door, crossing his arms over his massive chest. He raked his dark eyes up and down Leo's body, taking in every inch of the young man's smooth, toned skin. "You followed my instructions. Good boy."