Purple Banana
He nuzzled my patch of chest hair and sucked my nipples. to my surprise they contracted and a thick milky substance was pushed into tony's mouth. he was surprised too, but he kept sucking until there was naught left to give.
Reign of Rhythas: The Talking Goat (Part 1)
His hair grew wild and unruly as fur spread down his spine and filled in his chest hair as his pecs pumped up with muscle and his abs tightened.
Underground Tales - Chapter Four
He probably should have worn a shirt, but having two tops open down the centre, spilling his chest hair out for everyone to see. before, jake wouldn't have ever even considered showing off his mid-riff to everyone.
Dylan's Revenge
His tail wagged against his master's chest, tickling the vulpine's chest hair. the master leaned over his bitch's back and gently pinched joe's nipples.
Royally Screwed
He says, as he runs his hand through my chest hair.
The Pig-sty (Chapter 1)
He was bald but had a thick black beard that seemed to mix into his equally thick chest hair, he started to walk towards patrick with a grin on his face. his rosy cheeks bounced a bit with each step.
Le Bark
His chest hair curled, becoming softer as more fuzz sprouted in, becoming a dense, soft, glossy wool that covered his budding breasts and biceps. in his mind he groped at her breasts, running his fingers through her soft fur.
Scooby's Adventure 2: Repaying the Favor!
Scooby obeyed as he laid down, looking as his master, his friend took off his shirt to reveal a large amount of chest hair, and pulled off his brown, baggy pants to reveal a bump in his white underwear.
Hot Tips (For Tokeki)
Butterflies as high as my chest hair. want a clue of the measure, think on that, him wearin' a red, sweaty glove, so deep the pec fuzz bristled. no guy'd snaked so far, deep-dicked to the point of swelling me, since...
New year's
Evan pressed both of his hands against the dogs bare chest, and blushed softly as he felt his fingers run through david's course dark black chest hair.
Heat of the Night
His skin was fair, contrasting with the thick, bushy brown beard that framed his face, and the low collar of his shirt hinted at both an elaborate tattoo, and a fair forest of chest hair. "careful there, wouldn't want to see you hurt."
The Beastridden -Council of Fangs-
The large white wolf staggered back from the attack, his chest hair stained red from blood. but the wolf didn't seem to notice his wound. his fangs however, were revealed in a grin that could put out a fire with its emenating cold.