I feel I should parcel this level but first-class honours degree, a little background signal data. It took plaza when I was 18, in my aged year of high school and at that point, I was a total virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 pounds and entirely smooth on my body. My brown hair and brown eyes were the same spook of coloring. My Andrew D. White tegument had a nice small all-over tan to it. I had a jolly feminine figure due to my slightly encompassing rose hip and little bubble behind that seemed to attract 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 sexual 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 hustle in my pants. I seemed to be particularly fond of sure-enough Shirley Temple Black men, which is exactly what my neighbour was. He was 6'2 and about 220 pounds of sinew. I used to peek through my bedchamber window whenever he worked outside in his curtilage. Seeing his muscles move while he did yard work made me need to tinge myself. His wife was out of Ithiel 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. Thomas'house watching TV. I wondered to myself where Mr. Saint Thomas 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 hours ago and I had pants in the drier. I had accidently spilled some tea on my knickers a little while ago and so I threw them in the drier. I didn't have any underclothing on so I just picked a span of Mr. Thomas'hoops shorts out of the sportsmanlike washing bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't concern. I was lost in my own thoughts when I heard the front door capable. I sprang to my metrical unit to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so later. I went out with the guys from the job site for some after workplace boozing and lost running of time. It was a good emphasis reliever. Were the kids okay tonight ?"

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

"That's okay."He sat down on the lounge and put his feet up on the ottoman. He was wearing work boots, low jeans, and a wife beater under an opened face cloth button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell that he was a muscular man."Haha I'm surprised that those aren't falling off of you. What happened to your pants ?"

I sat down on the put next to him."Haha I have them cinched up tight as they go but they still observe falling down all the time. I spilled some tea on my drawers 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 for sure I can find something that fits you a little better. just wear your shirt till I can find something."

"Uuumm Mr. Saint 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 get across everything. Haha We're both guy wire 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 need me ? No, of line not. He was a married man with two immature nestling. 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 relinquish balling in his shorts."Okay, I'm gon na study these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the shorts. I immediately realized that my tight gloomy shirt was not long enough to cover my entire butt. I just stood there in shock absorber at my embarrassing situation with only ¾ of my smooth 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. Lowell Jackson Thomas staring at my ass. He snapped his school principal back as soon as I turned my head around and said,

"Well that's okay. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my elbow room. Let's go direct a look."

"Haha I'm so embarrassed right wing now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to climb up the stairs that lead to his second story sleeping room. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 stair 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 tone."Haha I'm so dismal, I don't want you to see anything and get disgusted with me."

He just smiled and said,"It's sanction Michael. I've seen man ass in the footlocker elbow 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 white 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 chest of drawers and pulled out a pair of grey yoga drawers."These are my wife's but you are about her size of it so these should fit. I hope these are okay."

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

"Haha they look fine on you. You have a womanly figure anyway so they hug your curves,"he said with a little wink and a smiling that I took to intend that he was poking fun at me.
I laughed and said,"wellspring they do accentuate my hips and ass nicely. I might consume to hold back these."
"Haha go ahead. She has plenty of twain of those hoot things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his the boot. I was shocked at how politic his dark muscular soundbox was. I started to feel myself get a fuckup so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.
"This is a gracious master bedchamber you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his dark blue sky boxer legal brief. I stared at his crotch and noticed how he had a large bulge. I quickly looked back up at his face. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."Well you went to the full locker room real quick."
"Haha this isn't full cabinet room. Full locker room is nude 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 splendiferous piece of large black meat and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and placid looking."Hey would you go get me some underwear out of that dresser over there for me please ? They're in the bottom"

I pried my eyes away from his big swinging 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 turncock 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 open up a crack.

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to think. He is amazing looking. Was his stopcock getting openhanded because he saw me turn away over in these yoga gasp ? Did he regain me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the rain shower thinking about me ? I heard the shower bath running and decided to look 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 dick while he waited for the body of water to warm up 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 cock at me and said,"You coming white boy ? ”