Josh Peck Nude Novels & Stories

I had always considered myself straight until the beginning of my junior year of high school when I caught a glimpse of my friend Josh shirtless and fell in love. That opened my eyes. I began to look around and see a great number of guys who were quite attractive. I, like any teenage boy, got horny and would often masturbate thinking of some of them. But none of them even came close to Josh and that first image of him shirtless. He is about 6’ 3” with smooth, tight skin, beautiful round pecs, A flat stomach with a slight six pack when he flexed and he had a light golden tan I would die for.

His brow furrowed, a mix of confusion and surprise flickering in his eyes. “What… what are you doing?” Josh stammered, his voice tight. He straightened up, his relaxed posture gone. “Are you drunk?” I didn’t answer with words. I let my dress slip from my body, the pink silk pooling at my feet. I stood before him, completely naked, letting the weight of the moment hang heavy between us. Then, deliberately, I turned my back to him, giving him a full view of the tattoo of his face that stretched over my back. I bent slightly, letting him see the tattoo of his full name on both of my ass cheeks.

I told him. "No one will hear us," he said, smiling and caressing my face. Suddenly, I was lying on my back. Josh slowly took off my blouse, revealing my full breasts, and then he slid off my panties. I was naked. He looked at me, enjoying my bareness and started to remove his shirt. His chest looked hard and muscular. He slowly took off his belt as he stared into my eyes, and then his pants. Soon he removed his underwear. We were both naked.

Josh moved to next Tom and pushed his hand away. "Share!" Josh growled. Josh had spiky gelled hair, brownish but bleached at the tips. He had an earring in his left ear that looked like a diamond. He attached his mouth to my right nipple and sucked it in hard, grazing me with his teeth. I remembered him from Friday - he was the one who started the tit sucking that had me cumming on the table.

Everyone had not only heard tales of Eric fucking girls in the bathroom, by the window during classes, abandoned classrooms but had seen videos and pictures of his escapades. He had a thick member and he was never hesitant to show it off. One time he had pulled down his shorts when their teacher hadn't come to class in time and let every girl who cared to touch his member, touch it. Selene moved her hips sideways just to get comfortable but Josh took it as a sign for invitation… an approval. With that Josh moved his hips slowly, his breathing coming out in short bursts. The video he had watched replaying in his head, his cock swelling all over again.

I’m already under the shower, the hot water flowing down my shoulders. He looks at me. He sees me naked. But nothing. No reaction. Not a beat of desire. He comes in anyway. He helps me lather my body, caressing me gently. But he doesn’t even get hard. His movements are empty. His gaze is elsewhere. I turn slowly, my expression hard. — You don’t want me anymore, I whisper. Even that, you can’t give me? He lowers his eyes. Ashamed. Lost. — I’m sorry.

It was ready in no time and he placed it in front of Josh. Josh sighed gratefully, murmured his thanks, and we just about to pick it up when he felt someone pressing against him from behind. The person was not heavy, but the pressure was intentional, as deliberate as the hand that reached around him and cupped his groin through the leather pants he wore. He'd felt ridiculous putting them on that night, but now the friction against his bare skin drew a gasp from his mouth. He started to turn around, and the person stepped back to give him room. His eyes traveled up long legs and a muscular torso the color of dark chocolate, to a face that looked like it belonged to an ancient goddess that was

begging me to give you a baby." I felt something on my lips. I opened my eyes to see Josh naked atop me, his monster c*ck just inches from my mouth. I had never seen Josh in anything other than three piece suits, so seeing him naked was truly a surprise. Beneath his clothing he was hiding the body of a perfectly sculpted Greek Statue, and I realized that at 55, his body still resembled his 35-year-old son's, all except for that monster c*ck. At 8 inches, Joshua was the biggest I had ever been with. His father's was easily two inches longer and thicker, and he wasn't even completely hard yet. The bulbous head was leaking precum. "Get it ready for me," Josh ordered. "Suck me nice and hard to

It crashed… Josh’s fans and random netizens had different opinions about this announcement. Some said they looked forward to it, while others said they hated it. People were saying all sorts of things on the internet. *** The following day at six o’clock, Josh woke up. As soon as he did so, he got up and leaned against the head of the bed. He then logged into Flying Fish Media’s application and entered the live stream channel he had registered in advance… Once the live stream started, his face appeared on the screen… On the screen, he wore a white silk pajama. Without any makeup on, he seemed casually lazy. His hair was slightly messy.

"I want to look at your tits." I quivered with pleasure at his request and withdrew the hand from my pocket, crossing my arms over my belly, glad that I was still in good physical shape as I took hold of the hem of my top and pulled it slowly upward. My arms rose, uncovering my breasts and peeling off the small, flimsy garment in one fluid motion. Unembarrassed, I dropped it onto the counter and stood before him, topless. I know that my breasts are in good shape. Josh loves to feel and suck them. He has big hands and they're just large enough to overflow when he stands behind me, cupping and squeezing them.