Luke Macfarlane Nude Novels & Stories

“Honey, this gentleman would like to take a photo of us together. This is my very good friend, Marcus, and his…friend. Luke. Luke is a photographer for Celebrity Affair magazine.” “Luke is my boyfriend,” Marcus corrected. “And Mr. King, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook Darnell’s outstretched arm. “Likewise,” Darnell replied. “Mr. King.” Luke shook Darnell as well. “Thank you for coming.” “So,” Sasha clasped her hands together. “Is this a great spot for the picture?” “It’s perfect,” Luke said as he pulled over his camera that hung by a strap at his back. “Ready when you are,” he said, holding the camera to his eyes.

"What does it look like? Her finger shook over the screen. She saw Luke kneeling in a pair of frayed jeans and a simple red T-shirt that was clinging to his biceps. A little African boy had his arms wrapped around Luke's neck, and they were both grinning into the camera. Luke's green eyes were shining, his hair was disheveled, and a smudge of dirt was adorning his stubbled cheek. "Swipe left," Jackson ordered. When she did, she got to glance at another image of Luke. This time, he was upright on his full height instead of bending down. He had on a white shirt this time, and there were a dozen children hanging onto him. But the same gigantic grin was firmly in place. She swiped left again. An

How could she be unlucky? Luke said, "Let me show you something." He handed me his phone, which was open to the photo gallery. I clicked to see a picture of a handsome man with a sunny smile and deep, dark eyes. He had an air of humility, but he was in a wheelchair, with both legs amputated below the knee.

"If you come here, I can show you what else is kinky." I can't resist knowing what he is going to do, so I walk up to him. He takes my hand and rubs it against his hard erection, waiting to burst out his jeans. "Do you want me?" Luke does the most agonizing strip; he removes every bit of fabric of his body so slow he is almost going backward. He has a perfectly sculpted chest that runs down to a tight, rippled stomach. His porcelain skin glows in the afternoon sun.

I walk out to turn the facet on while Lachlan drags the hose inside the barn. When I walk back Lachlan has his back turned to me stark naked. My eyes roam over the plains of his back that have started to become a little more defined than it used to be. He isn't lacking in the butt department, but it's not quite the bubble butt that Jase has. Apparently he didn't wear underwear. "Let me know when you are ready and I'll turn around to see you," he says sounding a tad nervous and I know he chewing on his bottom lip.

shouted the guy while literally thumping on Alice’s door. Elena opened the door without knowing who it was. “Who the hell is shouting like a mad dog?” She asked in an irritated tone. Her eyes fell on Luke standing in front of her only in a towel wrapped around his waist showing off his delicious body. The water was dripping from his sexy wet hair to his muscular chest and finally to his well sculpted abs making it a hypnotic sight to see. She couldn’t deny with his wet hair and well built naked body, he was irresistibly attractive and undeniably sexy.

Just Lake at a photoshoot in a polo, lips slightly parted. Max’s breathing slowed. His fingers drifted unconsciously to his nipples. He scrolled. Lake was shirtless, holding a bottle of water, his whole body wet and glistening. "Fuck," Max groaned. His fingers slid down to the waistband of his sweats. He closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again. He couldn’t control it. His fingers dipped beneath the edge of his trousers—slow, torturous. All he could think of was Lake’s lips. The way they parted. The way they moved. The way they might feel on him.

“You wanna hear something else that is funny? Since two years ago, I couldn't get my dick up.” “What?” “Yeah, that's true. I hooked up with lots of guys and girls, but I couldn't get my dick up. For two long years! Because… they weren't you.” Luke gulped. His heart hammering against his ribs. “Even last night, I still couldn't get it up when Brittany stood there nearly naked… until I imagined she was you.” “What?!!” “Yes, I imagined you were the one standing in front of me, naked. I held that picture in my mind till I orgasmed.”

" Sir, right here?" " Nah! Right there... Of course here, Luke." " But sir." I eyed the nurses... Come on... Lying down in just boxers in front of a bunch of people, especially some females... Too much exposing " Son, this is our job. We can even see you naked. Stop freaking out and don't waste more time." He said obviously I made him lose his patience. I just stripped out of my clothes and lie down there. I hate this kind of skin show and here we are

Seun replied. "Does anyone else have a better plan, because that plan has a 30 percent probability of success" May spoke as she scribbled with her pen on her notepad. Seems she had done a quick maths of their success if such plan was implemented. "I have a better plan" a thick baritone voice was heard from the door leading to the passage/corridor. it was Luke standing up right half-naked with only a shorts on and his eyes blue in colour. His fangs drawn out with dark circles around his eyes. A sign of blood thirst........