Matt Barr Nude Novels & Stories

It was pictures of a naked man, and a woman, although their faces weren't shown, but I couldn't understand why Matt had these, and why he was showing them to me. "What's all these, Matt?" I asked, still flipping through the photos. "Had your fill yet?" He quizzed in reply. "I don't understand what these are. Who are these?" I fired, but at that moment I saw my answer, staring right back at me. And immediately, my whole body jerked into a spasm, and I flung the photographs off my legs in terror. I couldn't believe what I just seen. It was Mum and a man both naked, and engaged in sexual acts, that I was too perturbed to think about.

" He said in a whisper again, gripping my ass. The way he said those words ... I could feel myself getting wet. ''Yes, I do. Like a lot.'' He smiled innocently. Though I was pretty certain he knew perfectly well what he was doing. Softly his hands touched mine and he went on to stripping me down naked from head to toe. ''Get in,'' he said. I went inside the bathtub as he pours down Equate Beauty Lavender Foaming Bath. The bubbles were growing rapidly around my body and somehow I was geeking like a child the whole time. Matthias takes off his robe and he was already naked. His six-pack abs were tight, smooth and tanned, with just the right amount of dark hair trickling down the center. His le

Matteo unbuckled his belt in front of her and let his pants fall to his feet as his cock sprung out fully erect, striking against his muscular abs. Isabella closed her eyes as she was shocked to see him completely nude. He was her boss, and she had never imagined she’d be able to view his amazing figure without any clothes on. Matteo smirked again and lifted her chin, causing her eyes to flicker open. “Darling, do you like what you see?” With a smug expression, he inquired.

Oh my God, stop! I swear my heart was having a literal arrhythmia inside my silk shorts right then! The man wasn't in there defusing a woman; he was casually turning his own body into a work of art. Matteo was working out in the dim light, his tanned skin glistening like gold, drenched in sweat beads the size of chickpeas. His tight glutes, lean waist, deep Adonis lines, and those flawless six-pack abs flexed with such intensity with every single push-up... And those shoulders were easily wide enough to part oceans. I completely forgot how to breathe!

Matt smiled deviously as he shook his head and declared, "Not good enough, boy. I warned you. You've lost all clothing privileges for an hour. Now stand up and strip naked." Tyler huffed and his shoulders slumped, but he obediently stood up and began stripping. The boy kept his eyes downcast as he shed his shoes, socks, and shirt. Matt smiled in desire as he watched the boy bend over to slip off his boxer briefs and pants. Before the boy could stand up, Matt grabbed his ass cheeks and roughly groped the luscious bubble butt as he moaned in desire. He pulled the boy's ass cheeks apart to expose the hairless virgin asshole. Matt felt his mouth water as he gazed at the boy's cute little fuckhol

I looked down, oh shit, my breasts are adorned in some rather vivid bruises and there is a handprint on my hip, where he had grabbed me. "Oh fuck, I have a topless scene tomorrow". It literally looks like he has been hitting me or something. I don't even remember him being that hard on me. Matt is still staring at me and I hastily adds. "No no he didn't hurt me, he is just a bit rough". "A bit ? That looks pretty hard core to me, but I guess he got his way after all, how did he talk you into it ?" Matt gets me one of his T-shirts to wear.

he stammered, his voice cracking. Lee stepped forward, his intense gaze boring into Matt's. "You heard the man. Strip. Now." Matt's hands shook as he fumbled with his shirt buttons, the sweat beading on his brow. He shrugged off his shirt and kicked off his shoes, standing in just his pants and underwear. "All the way," Johnson barked. "We need you bare and vulnerable." Matt's face burned with humiliation as he slid down his pants and underwear in one swift motion. His lean, trembling body was now exposed under the harsh fluorescent lights, his nipples already hardened from fear and something else he couldn't quite name.

Tom was on his phone, not paying attention. Matt had gotten down to his briefs, which were blue and red striped, and I had to do a double take at the bulge he was sporting. It was... well, it was big. Judging by the happenstance peeks I'd had in the gym of other random guys, I was maybe on the large side of average. I'd never seen Matt naked though, or in such tight briefs, and his dick... I had to feel a little self-conscious.

My stomach flipped, but I couldn't look away. Matt’s eyes were fixed on the screen. He looked hypnotized. His breathing was heavy, his chest heaving under his thin t-shirt. I watched as his hand moved down. He wasn't wearing pants, just a pair of loose grey gym shorts. He reached inside. I watched, paralyzed, as he gripped something and pulled it out. My eyes went wide. Holy fuck!

She looked rather pissed. Good. * "Damn that was delicious. If I could just live here and eat platters of bacon my life would be complete." Matt stretched, his bright yellow and orange t-shirt slipping up and showing the muscles of his stomach. Bethany ran her hand over them, tugging at his shirt in surprise. "You totally have a six-pack."