I feel I should share this story but firstly, a petty background information. It took berth when I was 18, in my senior twelvemonth of high school and at that point, I was a total virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 quid and entirely smoothen on my body. My John Brown haircloth and brownness eyes were the same shadiness of semblance. My white skin had a nice little all-over tan to it. I had a moderately feminine figure due to my slightly spacious pelvis and small bubble posterior that seemed to attract stares in the footlocker room at school. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely sure what my sexual preference was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a girl that made me cogitate about having sex with her. I did however ; see bozo that made me stir in my pants. I seemed to be particularly fond of older sinister men, which is exactly what my neighbor was. He was 6'2 and about 220 Pound of muscle. I used to peek through my sleeping room windowpane whenever he worked outside in his yard. Seeing his muscles move while he did yard work made me want to tint 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 report of what happened that night.

I sat on the couch of Mr. Thomas'menage 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 hours ago. I didn't really wish though. The kids had already gone to bed hour ago and I had pants in the drier. I had accidently spilled some tea on my drawers a footling spell ago and so I threw them in the dryer. I didn't have any underwear on so I just picked a dyad of Mr. Thomas'basketball shorts out of the uncontaminating washing bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't care. I was lost in my own intellection when I heard the front line room access afford. I sprang to my feet to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so previous. I went out with the guy wire from the job website for some after body of work drinks and lost rail of sentence. It was a estimable strain reliever. Were the child 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 blow off some steam. Besides, I have pants in the dryer so I didn't psyche waiting. Sorry about stealing your shorts."

"That's okay."He sat down on the sofa and put his ft up on the footrest. He was wearing work boots, blue dungaree, and a wife beater under an open up flannel button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still differentiate that he was a brawny man."Haha I'm surprised that those aren't falling off of you. What happened to your gasp ?"

I sat down on the couch next to him."Haha I have them cinched up loaded 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 drier. Do you need these back ?"

"Well no I don't but if you don't mind giving them back, I'm sure I can retrieve something that fits you a little better. fair wear your shirt till I can regain something."

"Uuumm Mr. 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 washer, it should be long enough to hatch 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 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 gasp back and that he didn't want some neighbour boy discharge balling in his short circuit."okeh, I'm gon na get hold of these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the boxershorts. I immediately realized that my tight downcast shirt was not long enough to cover my integral tush. I just stood there in shock at my embarrassing office with simply ¾ of my fluid E. B. White ass covered before I could react by pulling my shirt down to almost embrace the quietus 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 headspring back as soon as I turned my head around and said,
"well that's okey. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my elbow room. Let's go take a look."

"Haha I'm so abash right now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to wax up the steps that lead to his second history sleeping room. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 steps 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 sad, 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 footlocker elbow room before."

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

"Haha it's hunky-dory Michael. Not trying to mouse you out but your ass isn't that bad looking."He walked over to a dresser and pulled out a pair of hoar 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 mean fitting pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my short computer software. I turned around and jokingly said,"How do they look ?"

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

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

"Haha go ahead. She has tidy sum of pairs of those damn things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his boots. I was shocked at how smooth his disconsolate powerful body was. I started to finger myself get a foul-up so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.

"This is a nice master key bedroom you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his dark puritanical boxer briefs. I stared at his crotch and noticed how he had a with child swelling. I quickly looked back up at his face. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."fountainhead you went full storage locker elbow room real quick."

"Haha this isn't total locker elbow room. Full storage locker room is bare 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 magnificent piece of great inkiness meat and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and tranquil looking."Hey would you go get me some underwear out of that dresser over there for me delight ? They're in the butt"

I pried my eyes away from his big swinging putz and walked across the room. I opened the draftsman 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 little hard.

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

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to think. He is vex looking. Was his cock getting braggy because he saw me bend over in these yoga pants ? Did he ascertain me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the shower 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 door and peeked inside. In the mirror observation I could see him pulling on his cock while he waited for the water to warm up. I started to get backbreaking and rub myself through the slender pant. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said,"You coming white boy ? ”