I feel I should share this taradiddle but first, a little background information. It took place when I was 18, in my elderly class of high shoal and at that point, I was a total Virgo the Virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 Irish punt and entirely smooth on my body. My Brown hairsbreadth and brown eyes were the same shade of color. My Edward D. White skin had a nice fiddling all-over tan to it. I had a middling womanly soma due to my slightly wide-eyed hip and humble babble butt that seemed to pull stares in the locker room at schooling. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely for sure what my sexual preference was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a girl that made me guess about having sex with her. I did however ; see guys that made me stir in my pants. I seemed to be particularly fond of older dim men, which is exactly what my neighbor was. He was 6'2 and about 220 Cypriot pound of muscle. I used to peek through my chamber window whenever he worked outside in his one thousand. Seeing his muscles move while he did yard piece of work made me want to rival myself. His married woman was out of town one weekend so he asked me to babysit his two children while he worked all day. I happily agreed and this is the story of what happened that night.

I sat on the sofa of Mr. Thomas'house watching TV. I wondered to myself where Mr. Norman Mattoon Thomas was, since it was already 11:30pm and he had told me he would be home 2 hour ago. I didn't really deal though. The kids had already gone to bed minute ago and I had pants in the drier. I had accidently spilled some tea on my pants a niggling while ago and so I threw them in the dryer. I didn't have any underclothes on so I just picked a pair of Mr. Thomas'basketball shorts out of the clean laundry bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't charge. I was lost in my own view when I heard the front door open. I sprang to my feet to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so late. I went out with the Guy from the job site for some after body of work drinkable and lost track of time. It was a soundly stress reliever. Were the tike okay tonight ?"

"Haha its O.K. Mr. Thomas the doubting Apostle. The kids have been in bed for hr and they were well behaved all day. Sometimes a guy needs to botch up off some steam. Besides, I have pants in the dryer so I didn't head waiting. Sorry about stealing your shorts."

"That's okay."He sat down on the cast and put his feet up on the ottoman. He was wearing work boot, downcast jean, and a married woman beater under an afford tweed button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell that he was a muscular man."Haha I'm surprised that those aren't falling off of you. What happened to your pants ?"

I sat down on the lounge following to him."Haha I have them cinched up loaded as they go but they still celebrate falling down all the time. I spilled some tea on my gasp so I threw them in the dryer. Do you call for these back ?"

"wellspring no I don't but if you don't nous giving them back, I'm for sure I can find something that fits you a picayune better. Just wear your shirt till I can obtain something."

"Uuumm Mr. Lowell Jackson Thomas, I'm not wearing any underwear. Haha I'm sorry."

"It's okay. merely wear your shirt until your pants get out of the washer, it should be long enough to brood everything. Haha We're both guy cable right ? It's not like we haven't seen all this material in a locker."

My psyche raced, was he trying to get me naked ? Did he desire me ? No, of row not. He was a married man with two Brigham Young children. He didn't seem the form of guy that would be gay. I settled on he was just trying to get his bloomers back and that he didn't want some neighbor boy free balling in his short pants."O.K., I'm gon na take these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the boxershorts. I immediately realized that my tight aristocratical shirt was not long enough to cover my entire butt end. I just stood there in shock at my embarrassing situation with only ¾ of my smooth Edward White ass covered before I could react by pulling my shirt down to almost cover the rest of my ass."UUmm Mr. Thomas, I think I have underestimated the length of this shirt."I turned my ahead around and thought I caught Mr. Thomas staring at my ass. He snapped his head back as soon as I turned my caput around and said,

"fountainhead that's OK. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my room. Let's go take a look."

"Haha I'm so obstruct right now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to go up up the stairs that lead to his second story bedchamber. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 whole step back and I could almost swear that I could feel him staring at me as we climbed the stairs. I kept my shirt pulled down as I skipped up the steps."Haha I'm so sorry, I don't want you to see anything and get disgusted with me."

He just smiled and said,"It's okay Michael. I've seen man ass in the locker room before."
I got to the top of the step and walked into his bedroom."Alright, let's get some bloomers for me so you don't have to see my ugly white ass anymore."

"Haha it's okay Michael. Not trying to grovel you out but your ass isn't that bad looking."He walked over to a vanity and pulled out a dyad of grey yoga knickers."These are my wife's but you are about her size so these should fit. I hope these are okay."

I replied,"These are fine, thanks."I pulled on the pixilated fitting pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my little package. I turned around and jokingly said,"How do they search ?"

"Haha they look o.k. on you. You have a womanly figure anyway so they hug your curve,"he said with a little blink of an eye and a smile that I took to mean that he was poking fun at me.
I laughed and said,"Well they do accentuate my hip and ass nicely. I might receive to hold these."
"Haha go ahead. She has spate of dyad of those darn things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his rush. I was shocked at how smooth his dark sinewy torso was. I started to palpate myself get a boner so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.
"This is a nice superior sleeping room you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his gloomy blue pugilist briefs. I stared at his crotch and noticed how he had a large bulge. I quickly looked back up at his boldness. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."wellspring you went wide-cut locker way real quick."
"Haha this isn't wide-cut cabinet room. Full locker room is naked but I didn't want to get naked with you in here and weird you out."

I chuckled and said,"Alright well, I'll get out if you feel uncomfortable."
He replied,"Why would I be uncomfortable ?"He dropped his boxer briefs and there it was. A resplendent piece of large pitch blackness marrow and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and smooth looking."Hey would you go get me some underwear out of that dresser over there for me delight ? They're in the bottom"

I pried my center away from his big swinging peter and walked across the elbow room. I opened the draftsman and bent grass over to get some out. I rummaged around in the drawer but couldn't find any underwear."Umm they're not in here."I looked around to him and thought I saw his stopcock getting a picayune hard.

"Oh sorry, they must all be dirty. Well, I'm gon na hop in the exhibitioner now. You can just learn TV in here until your pants get dry."He then turned away quickly and walked into the can, leaving the door open a crack.

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to call up. He is mystify looking. Was his cock getting bigger because he saw me crouch over in these yoga pant ? Did he determine me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the exhibitioner thinking about me ? I heard the shower running and decided to await a while. I had to see it again. I walked over to the door and peeked inside. In the mirror reflection I could see him pulling on his cock while he waited for the water to warm up. I started to get hard and rub myself through the thin bloomers. Suddenly, he looked utterly at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said,"You coming Edward White boy ? ”