Robby Keene Shirtless Novels & Stories

Shein said that. "If Rich is here, you have been filled with temptation from him." Mr. Shein sighed and sat on his bed. He didn't know that preparing to meet his girl was so stressful. He never doubted his confidence about his looks except for this day. He wanted to be more extra handsome when he and Lorelay met. “Just wear anything that you're comfortable with. Don't stress yourself.” Lee said to him. Mr. sighed. Shein and took the black long sleeves turtle neck that was close to him.

I couldn’t help but find him and the whole situation sexy. Ryu was wearing a sleeveless white shirt which left his arm muscles exposed. The more he moved, the more they coiled and flexed beautifully. Like a work of art. The vein lines were visible and his arms have never been so attractive to me before. I could just picture him pinning me down with them and having his way with me. Not to forget the fact that the shirt did nothing to hide his abs. In fact, they were accentuated for I could see all the lines and ridges of his muscular chest. Even the big pecs. And then those strong jean clad thighs… oh lord...

Killian smiled at me before licking the drop of maple syrup off his finger. I exhaled slowly, trying to regain my composure. It didn't work. “Could you please wear a shirt?” Mischief danced on his lips. “I don't want to. I feel comfortable without it.” Another wave of heat rushed through me. “What if I'm not comfortable with you without a shirt?” He leaned closer. "Somehow, I don't believe it bothers you. I certainly wouldn't mind if you decided to walk shirtless around the house.” A daring part of me awakened. “What if I decided to go shirtless to work?”

He always says no and he is always dressed in a long-sleeved shirt. “I'm very certain that they have the same waistline. Fuck!! Why is everything so similar?” I groan and I throw myself tiredly to the couch. The more I try to convince myself that there is nothing similar between them, the more I'm becoming convinced that there is actually something very similar between Kye and Keiran and I know what I will do to end these suspicions once and for all. Kye is going naked on Saturday. He has to. He does not have a choice and I will see to it that he pulls off his shirt. Once I see that he has different tattoos from Keiran, I will be certain that they are different.

"What's this?" "A robe and a towel," he says like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "Go put it on, and wrap the towel around your head—like you just came out of the shower. You need it for the next setup." I want to ask why, but he turns back to his camera, dismissing me. Sighing, I head to the restroom, swap my tee for the robe, and leave my shorts on. No way I’m flashing anyone today. I get the answer to the question I wanted to ask when I head back to the studio to find Levi shirtless, wearing only a thin shorts made from the same silky fabric.

The white shirt became transparent when it got in contact with the water. Stella glanced at it and said, "You're not a woman, yet you're afraid that your nipples can be seen?" Keegan's eyes twitched. "I don't want to embarrass myself." Stella secretly said to herself, 'Then, why didn't you feel embarrassed when you were in front of me? 'You always contradict yourself!' She glanced at Keegan. His nipples could be seen clearly even with the shirt on. 'Is his shirt made of silk? He can just go and film a seduction scene with his wet body right now.

Ken cried out appally to Roy bustling around the apartment, early in the morning—the day of the reference study. The sound of shower lasted for an whole hour and then simultaneously Roy spent another half, shuffling through his clothes. Ken held his pillow and shed tears in his mind, grasping onto the doorframe of Roy's room. A man of less words—Roy didn't ask for Ken's opinions and rather decided it himself which would be suitable or not. Roy troubled over the attire a couple of times and then finalized on a white full sleeved turtleneck shirt and dress pants that snuggly fit him.

Kevin and Jenny both looked refreshed and neat after the bath but she looked like, a messy baby. Even after wearing Rohit's clothes, Kevin looked handsome, he was dressed simply, he was wearing a simple white stretchable t-shirt, that's why it seemed to fit on him and a pair of denim jeans which elongated and emphasized his long and slim legs. Although it was folded from the down edge because he was shorter than Rohit. He looked exceptionally handsome as he approached them. "Sorry for being late!" He said to Kunal and RK. They both nodded "Hmm," and then started their breakfast.

I scanned the articles but my shoulders slumped when I couldn't even relate them in our topic. I glanced at Kennedy and caught him looking at somewhere. I followed his gaze and there, I saw Nabrel walking in our patio. My brows came together. Doesn't he have a work even it's Sunday? He was wearing a plain black t-shirt and white shorts. His shirt fits him perfectly and you could tell that he was an athletic man. His defined arms, muscles and legs looked so firm and powerful. His body was statuesque, tall... and beautiful. Having that well-developed physique, sexually attractive body and face seemed to be so illegal...

To Kensei's trained eye, his crisp white long-sleeve v-neck and slick black vest, both of which looked suspiciously fresh off the rack, were a clean contrast to the battered dime-store talisman chain resting in the space between his collarbone. From his chats with Khyle, Kensei knew the rookie possessed an altruistic generous side for the people he was closest to, but when it came to himself, the kid was so tight he squeaked. But a new shirt and the strong suggestion of cologne spoke of the effort he'd put into his appearance. Like he was on an interview. Or a date.