Trevor Wagner Nude Novels & Stories

Still, when we arrived we were met with a not very pleasant surprise. Trevor and Aime were practically devouring each other, and they had almost no clothes on, Aime was in her underwear and Trevor was totally naked, I couldn't help but be surprised and so was Magnus. "For god's sake Trevor, you're on my floor, don't even see where you're going, can't you guys do it in your own room," Magnus said yelling at them. "Cover up, fucking is wrong with you," Magnus placed his hand over my eyes, trying to prevent me from seeing Trevor's naked body, but it was too late.

And then they were gone. Trevor shifted back, standing naked in his kitchen. He didn't seem to care. He had no reason to care, I thought to myself. I had a hard time not looking down at his package. And the thought of any other women seeing his junk enraged me. I gripped my robe tighter as his hand slid inside of it and around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

” Kirsten gave up and Trevor’s greasy and fat body pressed her. I was worried that the camera might not work and took out my phone to record. Then, Kirsten’s clothes were taken off and the two on the bed became naked. I blushed. I seemed to have forgotten that a man was beside me. I looked at Rene in panic, only to find out that he didn’t pay attention. He fiddled with a red dress and didn’t care about the affair outside. I relieved. I managed to capture Trevor’s face so that he could not deny it.

He was not a private person, that was for sure. As the weeks rolled by, I became somewhat used to seeing Troy with nothing more than a smile on. In fact, seeing him in clothes was beginning to look strange. He'd return from class and instantly strip, he'd watch television, read, study, FaceTime, eat and sleep completely nude, and that was when he wasn't jerking off. I kid you not, six times I counted in one day. He was like a human hose, constantly ready to shoot his juices wherever he decided, and the more comfortable I got seeing him do it, the more I began to fantasise about him shooting them on or in me.

Trevor never looked at me like that anymore. I held up my champagne glass, slowly, deliberately, brushing it against his thigh. "Yes, I would. Thank you." He swallowed hard as he poured me a glass. His eyes moved to my tits. The bikini I wore had just a nipple patch, and so most of my boobs were out on display. The panties were much worse, it had just strings and a small patch that covered my pussy. I had worn it thinking I could seduce Trevor into fucking me, but he was off doing God knows what, and I was stuck here, lying down and sunbathing.

What a treat. Ezra tugs his underwear down next, revealing those strong thighs, tense and rock-solid like he’s either been for a workout or recently delivered a powerful fucking. Tattoos sit perfectly on his skin. One at his hip that emphasises the flat rigidity of his stomach, and one on his pec that somehow draws attention to his small, dark nipples. I’m undone already, and when I catch a glimpse of the meat of his cock before he wraps himself in a towel, I find myself crossing my legs involuntarily. Jiggling my right thigh so the seam of my jeans sends zinging thrills through my clit.

Spade was still trying to hide his hard on from Matteo as he tried to stop it from getting any harder but that was almost impossible, not with Nate still standing almost half naked on the screen. Nate suddenly hooked his hands to the towel around his waist as both men's eyes widen, one dreading the reaction his body would give upon seeing the complete nakedness of Nate, while the other only shocked at how easy it was for Nate to always strip for the camera. Slowly but surely, Nate began peeling off the towel, Spade tensed as the top part of Nate's butt began showing, he swallowed hard as he felt Matteo's body heat close to him, he didn't want anyone to be seeing this, this was going too far

Following her gaze, my heart sank. Trevor sat in a booth at the center of the bar, his arm casually slung around a woman whose top barely qualified as clothing—a flimsy strip of fabric struggling to cover her chest. Their closeness was undeniable, their movements so intimate it was almost indecent as if they were putting on a private show for everyone to see. “Rich people really do live in a completely different world,” someone muttered. “This is basically a live sex show,” another whispered, laughing nervously.

"Relax. I'm off the booze too." Madeline thought of his injuries and offered, "Still in pain? Let me help with your bandages." Trevon shot her a look. "At least you're not heartless." Madeline was speechless. Trevon settled into the lounge to lie down. One wound was on his back, the other on his rear. He was completely nude as a result. As Madeline opened the first aid kit, she could not help but notice his bronzed skin and the sculpted muscles that lay before her. Yeneth's words echoed in her mind.

he asked and I laughed nervously and nodded. Trevor nodded to the gammas that followed us and they all backed into the tree line just as Trevor began to pull off his shirt. "Let's take a dip." he said and quickly slide down his pants standing in frontof my with just his boxers on,, I couldn't help but stare at his chisled chest and abs cutting into the perfect v at his wasitline. "What? right now?" I asked. "Yeah!" He said. he walked in front of me and slide off his boxers as his bare cheeks faced me and jumped into the water. A splash of water came up! "Come on Love! " he called out to me. My adrenline was pumping. Why not? I quickly pulled off my clothes and ran and dove in the cool water.