I feel I should share this floor but first, a minuscule ground information. It took space when I was 18, in my fourth-year year of high shoal and at that point, I was a total Virgo. I was 5'6, about a 120 pounds and entirely smooth on my body. My brown hair and Robert Brown eyes were the Saami tone of color. My E. B. White skin had a nice little all-over tan to it. I had a pretty womanly figure due to my slightly wider rosehip and small burp butt that seemed to pull in stares in the storage locker room at school. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely for sure what my sexual orientation was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a lady friend that made me think about having sex with her. I did however ; see Guy that made me stir in my pants. I seemed to be particularly fond of honest-to-god blackened men, which is exactly what my neighbour was. He was 6'2 and about 220 pounds of muscle. I used to glint through my bedroom window whenever he worked outside in his yard. Seeing his brawniness move while he did yard piece of work made me want to have-to doe with myself. His wife 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 couch of Mr. Norman Mattoon Thomas'house watching TV. I wondered to myself where Mr. Lowell Jackson Thomas was, since it was already 11:30pm and he had told me he would be home 2 hr ago. I didn't really handle though. The tike had already gone to bed hours ago and I had pants in the dryer. I had accidently spilled some tea on my bloomers a little spell ago and so I threw them in the dryer. I didn't have any underwear on so I just picked a twain of Mr. Thomas'basketball shorts out of the strip washables bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't tending. I was lost in my own view when I heard the front door open. I sprang to my foot to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so late. I went out with the guys from the job site for some after work drinks and lost track of clip. It was a serious stress reliever. Were the kids okay tonight ?"

"Haha its okay Mr. Thomas. The Kyd have been in bed for time of day and they were well behaved all day. Sometimes a guy needs to be adrift off some steam. Besides, I have pant in the dryer so I didn't judgement waiting. Sorry about stealing your shorts."

"That's okay."He sat down on the couch and put his feet up on the footrest. He was wearing work charge, blue air jeans, and a married woman beater under an opened flannel clitoris up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still severalize that he was a muscular man."Haha I'm surprised that those aren't falling off of you. What happened to your trouser ?"

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

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

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

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

My brain raced, was he trying to get me naked ? Did he want me ? No, of course not. He was a married man with two young children. He didn't seem the kind 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 free balling in his shorts."okay, I'm gon na acquire these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the short pants. I immediately realized that my tight blue shirt was not long enough to hatch my entire stub. I just stood there in shock at my embarrassing situation with only ¾ of my smooth livid ass covered before I could react by pulling my shirt down to almost cover the residue of my ass."UUmm Mr. St. Thomas, I think I have underestimated the length of this shirt."I turned my ahead around and thought I caught Mr. doubting Thomas staring at my ass. He snapped his oral sex back as soon as I turned my promontory around and said,

"wellspring that's okey. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my room. Let's go contain a look."

"Haha I'm so embarrassed rightfield 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 irregular story bedroom. As I climbed the stair, he stayed 3 whole step back and I could almost imprecate 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 approve Michael. I've seen man ass in the locker room before."
I got to the top of the steps and walked into his sleeping room."Alright, let's get some pants for me so you don't have to see my ugly Andrew Dickson White ass anymore."

"Haha it's finely Michael. Not trying to cringe you out but your ass isn't that bad looking."He walked over to a toilet table and pulled out a pair of grey yoga pants."These are my married woman'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 fitting drawers 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 ok on you. You have a feminine figure anyway so they hug your curves,"he said with a little wink and a smile that I took to mean that he was poking fun at me.
I laughed and said,"Well they do accentuate my hips and ass nicely. I might have to stay fresh these."
"Haha go ahead. She has passel of pairs of those damn things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his the boot. I was shocked at how still his drab mesomorphic consistency was. I started to find myself get a bungle so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.
"This is a decent master bedroom you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nix but his colored blue boxer Jockey shorts. I stared at his crotch and noticed how he had a enceinte hump. I quickly looked back up at his side. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."well you went full locker room really quick."
"Haha this isn't full locker room. Full locker way 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 brief and there it was. A resplendent spell of large black meat and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and smooth looking."Hey would you go get me some underwear out of that actor's assistant over there for me please ? They're in the bottom"

I pried my eyes away from his big swing 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 underwear."Umm they're not in here."I looked around to him and thought I saw his cock getting a small hard.

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

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to think. He is amazing looking. Was his cock getting bigger because he saw me bend over in these yoga bloomers ? Did he find me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the shower thinking about me ? I heard the exhibitioner running and decided to hold back a piece. 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 putz while he waited for the water supply to warm up up. I started to get hard and rub myself through the thin trouser. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat stopcock at me and said,"You coming Elwyn Brooks White boy ? ”