I feel I should portion this narration but first, a little backdrop information. It took topographic point when I was 18, in my senior year of high schooltime and at that point, I was a tally Virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 pounds and entirely smooth on my body. My brown whisker and brown eyes were the same spectre of color. My White person skin had a nice little all-over tan to it. I had a pretty womanly figure due to my slightly wide-cut hip and small burble butt that seemed to pull stares in the locker room at school day. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely sure what my sexual orientation course was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a girl that made me think about having sex with her. I did however ; see bozo that made me stir in my pants. I seemed to be particularly fond of sure-enough total darkness men, which is exactly what my neighbor was. He was 6'2 and about 220 pounds 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 work made me want to reach myself. His wife was out of townspeople one weekend so he asked me to babysit his two children while he worked all day. I happily agreed and this is the account of what happened that night.

I sat on the lounge of Mr. St. Thomas'house watching TV. I wondered to myself where Mr. Thomas 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 tiddler had already gone to bed hours ago and I had pants in the dryer. I had accidently spilled some tea on my pants a little while ago and so I threw them in the drier. I didn't have any underclothes on so I just picked a brace of Mr. Thomas'basketball shorts out of the make clean washing bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't care. I was lost in my own thoughts when I heard the presence door open. I sprang to my feet to see Mr. Thomas the doubting Apostle'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so late. I went out with the guy rope from the job site for some after oeuvre drinks and lost trail of time. It was a sound tension 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 brag off some steam. Besides, I have pants in the dryer so I didn't mind waiting. Sorry about stealing your shorts."

"That's okay."He sat down on the sofa and put his feet up on the ottoman. He was wearing oeuvre kick, blue jeans, and a wife beater under an opened flannel clit up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell that he was a sinewy man."Haha I'm surprised that those aren't falling off of you. What happened to your pants ?"

I sat down on the sofa adjacent to him."Haha I have them cinched up tight as they go but they still prevent falling down all the time. I spilled some tea on my pants so I threw them in the dryer. Do you need these bet on ?"

"Well no I don't but if you don't judgment giving them back, I'm sure I can come up something that fits you a trivial better. Just wear your shirt till I can find something."

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

"It's okay. Just wear your shirt until your bloomers get out of the 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 stuff in a locker."

My mind raced, was he trying to get me naked ? Did he want me ? No, of row not. He was a splice man with two Pres Young children. He didn't seem the form 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 neighbor boy devoid balling in his short circuit."O.K., I'm gon na take these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the underdrawers. I immediately realized that my taut blue shirt was not long enough to deal my entire goat. I just stood there in jolt at my embarrassing situation with simply ¾ of my unruffled Caucasian ass covered before I could react by pulling my shirt down to almost cover the balance 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 question back as soon as I turned my capitulum around and said,
"Well that's okay. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my room. Let's go pick out a look."

"Haha I'm so abash right now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to climb up the stair that lead to his second story bedroom. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 step back and I could almost blaspheme 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 no-account, 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 stairs and walked into his bedroom."Alright, let's get some pants for me so you don't have to see my ugly Edward White ass anymore."

"Haha it's alright Michael. Not trying to creep you out but your ass isn't that bad looking."He walked over to a toilet table and pulled out a couple of Lady Jane Grey yoga pants."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 tight try-on 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 look ?"

"Haha they look fine on you. You have a feminine anatomy anyway so they hug your curves,"he said with a little blink of an eye and a smile that I took to entail that he was poking fun at me.

I laughed and said,"Well they do stress my hips and ass nicely. I might induce to celebrate these."

"Haha go ahead. She has good deal of pairs of those red cent things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his boots. I was shocked at how smooth his dark muscular trunk was. I started to finger myself get a bungle so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.

"This is a nice superior bedroom you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his dark profane bagger briefs. I stared at his privates and noticed how he had a large extrusion. I quickly looked back up at his nerve. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."Well you went replete locker room real quick."

"Haha this isn't full locker elbow room. Full locker room is au naturel but I didn't want to get raw 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 glorious piece of turgid blacken meat and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and politic looking."Hey would you go get me some underwear out of that bureau over there for me please ? They're in the bottom"

I pried my eyes away from his big vacillation cock and walked across the room. I opened the drawer and bent over to get some out. I rummaged around in the drawer but couldn't find any underclothes."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. well, I'm gon na hop in the rain shower now. You can just follow 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 remember. He is flummox looking. Was his cock getting large because he saw me bend over in these yoga drawers ? Did he find me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the exhibitioner thinking about me ? I heard the shower running and decided to wait a while. I had to see it again. I walked over to the threshold and peeked inside. In the mirror reflection I could see him pulling on his cock while he waited for the H2O to warm up. I started to get strong and rub myself through the thin pants. Suddenly, he looked abruptly at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said,"You coming bloodless boy ? ”