I feel I should share this story but start, a niggling background selective information. It took office when I was 18, in my elderly yr of highschool schoolhouse and at that point, I was a entire virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 pounds and entirely smooth on my dead body. My brown fuzz and brown eyes were the same shade of color. My white-hot pelt had a skillful piffling all-over tan to it. I had a pretty feminine bod due to my slightly wider pelvis and small gurgle butt 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 predilection was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a female child that made me think about having sex with her. I did however ; see guys that made me stir in my trouser. I seemed to be particularly fond of older smuggled men, which is exactly what my neighbour was. He was 6'2 and about 220 Pound of muscle. I used to peek through my bedroom windowpane whenever he worked outside in his cubic yard. Seeing his sinew move while he did yard work made me want to touch 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. Thomas'home 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 handle though. The Kyd had already gone to bed minute ago and I had pants in the dryer. I had accidently spilled some tea on my pants a little patch ago and so I threw them in the drier. I didn't have any underwear 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 charge. I was lost in my own thoughts when I heard the social movement door open. I sprang to my feet to see Mr. Thomas'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 piece of work drinkable and lost track of fourth dimension. It was a good stress reliever. Were the Kyd okay tonight ?"

"Haha its okay Mr. Saint Thomas. The shaver have been in bed for time of day and they were well behaved all day. Sometimes a guy needs to float 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 couch and put his feet up on the footrest. He was wearing piece of work boots, blue jeans, and a wife beater under an afford flannel push up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell apart that he was a mesomorphic 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 stiff as they go but they still keep falling down all the meter. I spilled some tea on my pants so I threw them in the drier. Do you involve these back ?"

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

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

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

My creative thinker raced, was he trying to get me naked ? Did he want me ? No, of course not. He was a married man with two young tiddler. He didn't seem the variety of guy that would be gay. I settled on he was just trying to get his pant back and that he didn't want some neighbor boy disengage balling in his shorts."Okay, I'm gon na involve these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the shortstop. I immediately realized that my soaked blue shirt was not long enough to cover my stallion butt. I just stood there in seismic disturbance at my embarrassing spot with only when ¾ of my smooth white ass covered before I could oppose by pulling my shirt down to almost address the rest of my ass."UUmm Mr. doubting 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 head back as soon as I turned my nous around and said,
"Well that's okay. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my elbow room. Let's go take a look."

"Haha I'm so embarrassed rightfulness now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to mount up the steps that lead to his second story bedroom. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 whole tone back and I could almost swear that I could experience him staring at me as we climbed the step. I kept my shirt pulled down as I skipped up the footstep."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 okay Michael. I've seen man ass in the locker room before."

I got to the top of the step and walked into his bedroom."Alright, let's get some gasp for me so you don't have to see my ugly Andrew Dickson 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 dresser and pulled out a pair of grey-headed 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 amercement, thanks."I pulled on the tight fitting gasp 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 front ?"

"Haha they look exquisitely on you. You have a womanly chassis anyway so they hug your curved shape,"he said with a trivial twinkling and a grinning that I took to mean that he was poking fun at me.

I laughed and said,"wellspring they do emphasise my hips and ass nicely. I might own to go along these."

"Haha go ahead. She has quite a little 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 iniquity muscular trunk was. I started to feel myself get a boner 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 saturnine blue boxer briefs. I stared at his genital organ and noticed how he had a enceinte bulge. I quickly looked back up at his look. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."wellspring you went full locker room real number quick."

"Haha this isn't full locker room. full storage locker room is raw 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 bagger briefs and there it was. A magnificent piece 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 chest of drawers over there for me please ? They're in the prat"

I pried my center away from his big swinging turncock and walked across the way. 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 little hard.

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

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to guess. He is amazing looking. Was his cock getting bigger because he saw me bend over in these yoga gasp ? Did he find me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the rain shower thinking about me ? I heard the shower running and decided to wait a patch. I had to see it again. I walked over to the room access and peeked inside. In the mirror reflection I could see him pulling on his cock while he waited for the piddle to warm up. I started to get hard and rub myself through the thin pants. Suddenly, he looked suddenly at me in the mirror and waved his big fat hammer at me and said,"You coming white boy ? ”