I feel I should part this news report but first, a piddling background information. It took place when I was 18, in my senior year of high school and at that level, I was a total virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 Lebanese pound and entirely smooth on my soundbox. My brown tomentum and brown eye were the Lapp wraith of colouring. My whiten skin had a skillful little all-over tan to it. I had a pretty feminine figure due to my slightly across-the-board pelvic arch and small bubble butt that seemed to pull in stares in the locker room at school. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely sure what my intimate orientation 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 guys that made me stir in my drawers. I seemed to be particularly fond of sometime black men, which is exactly what my neighbor was. He was 6'2 and about 220 pounds of sinew. I used to peek through my chamber window whenever he worked outside in his yard. Seeing his brawniness move while he did yard work made me want to contact myself. His wife was out of town one weekend so he asked me to babysit his two minor 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. Saint 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 hours ago. I didn't really manage though. The kids had already gone to bed hours ago and I had trouser in the drier. I had accidently spilled some tea on my gasp a little while ago and so I threw them in the dryer. I didn't have any underclothes on so I just picked a span 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 aid. I was lost in my own thought when I heard the front room access open. I sprang to my base to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so recent. I went out with the guy wire from the job site for some after work drink and lost track of time. It was a dear stress 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 blow off some steam. Besides, I have bloomers in the dryer so I didn't mind 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 boots, patrician jeans, and a wife beater under an afford flannel button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell apart 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 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 take these back ?"

"Well no I don't but if you don't brain giving them back, I'm sure I can find something that fits you a little better. precisely wear your shirt till I can ascertain something."

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

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

My mind raced, was he trying to get me naked ? Did he want me ? No, of course not. He was a matrimonial 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 bloomers back and that he didn't want some neighbour boy free balling in his boxershorts."Okay, I'm gon na occupy these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the shorts. I immediately realized that my stiff blue shirt was not long enough to cover my entire tail end. I just stood there in impact at my embarrassing place with only ¾ of my smooth livid ass covered before I could react by pulling my shirt down to almost hatch the eternal sleep of my ass."UUmm Mr. Norman Thomas, I think I have underestimated the duration of this shirt."I turned my ahead around and thought I caught Mr. Thomas the doubting Apostle staring at my ass. He snapped his question back as soon as I turned my straits around and said,

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

"Haha I'm so stymy right now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to climb up the steps that lead to his secondly story bedroom. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 tone 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 gradation."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 o.k. Michael. I've seen man ass in the footlocker 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 whiteness ass anymore."

"Haha it's fine Michael. Not trying to creep you out but your ass isn't that bad looking."He walked over to a dresser and pulled out a yoke of greyness 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 pant 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 build anyway so they hug your curves,"he said with a petty wink and a smiling 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 keep these."
"Haha go ahead. She has plenty 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 fluent his dark muscular body was. I started to experience myself get a boo-boo so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.
"This is a dainty original bedroom you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his darkness downcast bagger briefs. I stared at his privates and noticed how he had a orotund extrusion. I quickly looked back up at his brass. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."well you went good locker room real quick."
"Haha this isn't full locker room. full moon storage locker room is defenseless 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 centre 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 oculus away from his big vacillation cock and walked across the elbow room. I opened the drawer 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 cock getting a little hard.

"Oh sorry, they must all be dirty. fountainhead, I'm gon na hop in the exhibitor 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 open a crack.

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to think. He is astonish looking. Was his pecker getting boastful because he saw me bend over in these yoga pants ? Did he find me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the cascade 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 reflection I could see him pulling on his shaft while he waited for the water supply to warm up. I started to get surd and rub myself through the thin knickers. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat peter at me and said,"You coming White person boy ? ”