I feel I should share this story but low, a little ground selective information. It took seat when I was 18, in my senior year of highschool schooltime and at that point, I was a amount virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 dog pound and entirely smooth on my body. My brown hair's-breadth and brown eyes were the Lapp spectre of colouration. My Patrick Victor Martindale White skin had a gracious little all-over tan to it. I had a pretty feminine figure due to my slightly spacious hips and small belch ass that seemed to attract stares in the locker elbow room at shoal. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely sure what my intimate orientation course was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a little girl that made me think about having sex with her. I did however ; see guys that made me stir in my knickers. I seemed to be particularly fond of Old black men, which is exactly what my neighbor was. He was 6'2 and about 220 pounds of brawniness. I used to peek through my chamber windowpane whenever he worked outside in his yard. Seeing his musculus move while he did yard body of work made me want to concern 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 lounge of Mr. Dylan Thomas'sign of the zodiac watching TV. I wondered to myself where Mr. Thomas the doubting Apostle was, since it was already 11:30pm and he had told me he would be home 2 minute ago. I didn't really care though. The kidskin had already gone to bed hours ago and I had pants in the drier. I had accidently spilled some tea on my pants a little piece ago and so I threw them in the dryer. I didn't have any underclothing on so I just picked a pair of Mr. Thomas'basketball shorts out of the fairly laundry bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't care. I was lost in my own opinion when I heard the figurehead room access open. I sprang to my ft to see Mr. Dylan Marlais Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so former. I went out with the guy rope from the job site for some after workplace drinks and lost caterpillar tread of time. It was a good tenseness reliever. Were the kids okay tonight ?"

"Haha its okay Mr. Thomas. The kids have been in bed for hours and they were well behaved all day. Sometimes a guy needs to go down on off some steam. Besides, I have pant in the dryer so I didn't idea waiting. Sorry about stealing your shorts."

"That's okay."He sat down on the frame and put his feet up on the pouffe. He was wearing oeuvre boots, blue-blooded dungaree, and a wife beater under an opened flannel button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell that he was a hefty man."Haha I'm surprised that those aren't falling off of you. What happened to your pants ?"

I sat down on the lounge next to him."Haha I have them cinched up cockeyed as they go but they still hold back falling down all the meter. I spilled some tea on my pants so I threw them in the dryer. Do you need these back up ?"

"fountainhead no I don't but if you don't mind giving them back, I'm sure I can find something that fits you a piffling better. Just wear your shirt till I can find something."

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

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

My mind raced, was he trying to get me naked ? Did he want me ? No, of course not. He was a splice man with two untried shaver. He didn't seem the variety of guy that would be gay. I settled on he was just trying to get his pants back and that he didn't want some neighbour boy disengage balling in his boxershorts."Okay, I'm gon na take these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the shorts. I immediately realized that my slopped low-spirited shirt was not long enough to cover my entire butt. I just stood there in shock at my embarrassing situation with only ¾ of my still 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 school principal back as soon as I turned my head around and said,
"Well that's okeh. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my room. Let's go pack a look."

"Haha I'm so embarrass right hand now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to climb up up the stairs that lead to his instant narration bedroom. As I climbed the steps, he stayed 3 measure back and I could almost swear that I could feel him staring at me as we climbed the stair. 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 cabinet room before."

I got to the top of the stairs and walked into his sleeping accommodation."Alright, let's get some pants for me so you don't have to see my ugly blanched ass anymore."

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

I replied,"These are fine, thanks."I pulled on the tight try-on knickers and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my little software program. I turned around and jokingly said,"How do they look ?"

"Haha they look fine on you. You have a feminine pattern anyway so they hug your curves,"he said with a little wink and a grin that I took to mean that he was poking fun at me.

I laughed and said,"wellspring they do accentuate my coxa and ass nicely. I might have to keep these."

"Haha go ahead. She has plenty of pairs of those shit things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unbrace his the boot. I was shocked at how smooth his dark muscular body was. I started to finger myself get a boner so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.

"This is a nice lord bedroom you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his dark dispirited boxer briefs. I stared at his crotch and noticed how he had a large hump. I quickly looked back up at his face. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."Well you went full locker room real quick."

"Haha this isn't good storage locker 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 Jockey shorts and there it was. A glorious piece of large black meat and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and fluid looking."Hey would you go get me some underwear out of that dresser over there for me please ? They're in the rear"

I pried my eyes away from his big vacillation cock and walked across the elbow room. I opened the drawer and bent over to get some out. I rummaged around in the drawer but couldn't find any underclothing."Umm they're not in here."I looked around to him and thought I saw his cock getting a little hard.

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

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to retrieve. He is amazing looking. Was his turncock getting bigger because he saw me bend over in these yoga pants ? Did he get hold me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the rain shower thinking about me ? I heard the shower running and decided to waitress a while. I had to see it again. I walked over to the door and peeked inside. In the mirror contemplation 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 pants. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat shaft at me and said,"You coming blank boy ? ”