X Men Suit Novels & Stories

His suit perfectly complemented his dark brown hair and blue and green eyes. Damien's suit is dark blue, almost black with a baby blue button-up shirt. The dress shirt hugged his muscles just right, which screamed for me to kiss every inch of them. The top two buttons of his shirt were opened as well, but his shirt was tightly tucked into his pants, so tightly you can make out the yummy six-pack that hides underneath it. His pants are a little tighter than Jackson's, making his ass look perfectly plump. The dark color of his suit stood out from the light color of his hair and made his beautiful coffee-colored eyes pop.

Xander: "...." If a fight occurs, Xander was confident to beat at least two or three men. But going against several men at the same time would ultimately result in a loss. "Just stay here. If I don't come out in an hour, then call the police. Don't ever come even if you heard the shouts. If those people saw you they will not let me or you go." "...Why?" "Because you reek of wealth," Suzie said as she glance at Xander's expensive suit. Although the suit had some smudges of mud, it did not conceal the wealthy aura around Xander.

Leslie said, providing Sue an impromptu lesson on how a men's suit should ideally fit, "in suits like this, with no draw string, the waist has to fit properly." Sue stepped next to Ron, and stared openly at his crotch in the mirror, as Leslie continued on with her 'fitting'. Sue could clearly see his sexy outline against the suit. It appeared thick and long, and yet the gentle curve of the thick shaft was serving proof that he was not nearly erect. My God, Sue mused, how big and fat must it get if he's completely hard.

It’s more than overwhelming. Fleece, however, is totally in her element. She’s chatting with people she knows, model friends and people she’s met on jobs. It’s really too bad that Andrew generally doesn’t hire models with her look because this feels like it was meant for her, not me. A hand lands gently on my shoulder and I jump, turning to find Andrew behind me. “Mr. Xellum,” I say. Damn. He looks hot all the time, but just the sight sends a thrill through my body. He’s wearing an absolutely incredible suit, dark fabric with a sheen of color that seems to match the fiery colors in my dress, though the lights make it hard to tell. His shirt is definitely the same dark maroon, and I realize h

"A smart colour for a smart Monday morning." Xander puts out a smile as he arranges his blue long sleeve collar whilst walking towards the mirror. Standing in front of the mirror, in his elegant suit and tie, admiring his appearance. He feels confident and stylish in his outfit, as always. However, as he gazes at his reflection, a hint of a smirk forms on his lips as the words of Susan echoed in his head "One of the most handsome men in this part of our world." But then the smirk fades as he remembers the part of her statement that irked him, "But you know, I really don't like how stern and bossy you are at the office. It's so annoying."

{NEXT DAY ———HUSTON VILLA} Xavier stood before the mirror, his reflection staring back at him. He slipped on the tailored suit jacket, the fabric hugging his shoulders perfectly. He adjusted his tie, the silk knot sitting precisely at the base of his neck. A crisp white shirt complemented the dark hue of the suit, exuding confidence and sophistication. “The car is ready, sir,” Mike announced behold while Xavier simply give him a nod as a reply, Mike left after.

He said as he smiled at the cheerful crowd. “Together we can make this work. Men for men and together we can achieve the goal. My name is JEFSEXY and I stand with men for men.” Jefsexy said with a bow as he made his official introduction of himself and took his seat among the VIPs who had come to solicit for more support for the gay movement. “Alright ladies and gentlemen you're welcome to this amazing campaign initiative of freedom for the Gay.” The master ceremony said with his beautiful red slay queen attire.

Please, don't let it be a dick pic…. The image loads and all three of us looks with wide eyes. Not a dick pic… but twice as exciting. The picture is centred around the chest of a man, Davon I'm guessing. He's dressed in a black suit, a smart red shirt buttoned neatly and a black tie down the angled lines of the suit front. We can see a good definition of muscles, even through the shirt and blazer. A cufflink on show. 'Liberton'. "Holy shit, Liz, you hit the jackpot here." Lakista mumbles in amazement. "He's rich enough to wear Liberton…"

She picked a few light-colored suits according to her preference and compared them on Stanley’s body one by one. Stanley stood beside her without making any complaints. There was a startling contrast between the man’s attitude and Stanley’s… The sales assistants could not help but exclaim in awe inwardly. Xyla looked around the store and finally chose a mauve suit. She took the suit and placed it around Stanley’s body while asking, “What about this one? Do you like it?” Stanley remained glued to the floor, his eyes full of fondness for Xyla. “I’m fine with anything as long as you like it.”