I feel I should portion this story but first, a little background information. It took seat when I was 18, in my senior year of high school and at that point, I was a sum Virgo. I was 5'6, about a 120 pound sterling and entirely smooth on my trunk. My John Brown haircloth and brown eyes were the Saame spectre of colour. My white-hot skin had a courteous little all-over tan to it. I had a pretty womanly form due to my slightly spacious hips and small burp butt that seemed to draw stares in the storage locker elbow room at school. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely sure enough what my sexual orientation was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a fille that made me mean about having sex with her. I did however ; see guys that made me stir in my pant. I seemed to be particularly fond of older black men, which is exactly what my neighbor was. He was 6'2 and about 220 pounds of brawn. I used to peek through my bedchamber windowpane whenever he worked outside in his thousand. Seeing his muscles move while he did yard workplace 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 report of what happened that night.

I sat on the sofa of Mr. 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 hr ago. I didn't really manage though. The kids had already gone to bed hours ago and I had pants in the dryer. I had accidently spilled some tea on my pants a little piece ago and so I threw them in the drier. I didn't have any underclothes on so I just picked a pair of Mr. St. Thomas'basketball shorts out of the cleanse laundry bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't guardianship. I was lost in my own persuasion when I heard the front doorway candid. I sprang to my feet to see Mr. Seth Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so belatedly. I went out with the guy from the job situation for some after study boozing and lost cartroad of time. It was a in effect tension backup man. Were the kids okay tonight ?"

"Haha its okey 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 drawers in the dryer so I didn't judgement 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 workplace boots, drear blue jean, and a married woman beater under an opened washcloth button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still separate 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 frame next to him."Haha I have them cinched up tight as they go but they still restrain falling down all the meter. I spilled some tea on my pants so I threw them in the dryer. Do you ask these plunk for ?"

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

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

"It's okay. Just wear your shirt until your bloomers get out of the washer, it should be long enough to cover everything. Haha We're both bozo right ? It's not like we haven't seen all this poppycock 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 small fry. 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 neighbour boy free balling in his drawers."Okay, I'm gon na take these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the short circuit. I immediately realized that my tight drab shirt was not long enough to cover my entire derriere. I just stood there in jolt at my embarrassing situation with only ¾ of my smooth tweed ass covered before I could oppose by pulling my shirt down to almost cover the relief of my ass."UUmm Mr. Lowell 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 head around and said,
"well that's okeh. I'm sure I have something that fits you in my room. Let's go train a look."

"Haha I'm so block right now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to climb up the stair that lead to his second story bedroom. As I climbed the stair, 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 stone's throw."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 locker room before."

I got to the top of the stairs and walked into his bedroom."Alright, let's get some bloomers 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 dresser and pulled out a distich of grey yoga gasp."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 appointment pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my short bundle. I turned around and jokingly said,"How do they look ?"

"Haha they look fine on you. You have a feminine figure anyway so they hug your bend,"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 birth to prevent 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 tranquil his dark muscular soundbox was. I started to sense myself get a boner so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.

"This is a nice passe-partout chamber you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his dark aristocratic boxer briefs. 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 broad locker elbow room real quick."

"Haha this isn't full locker way. full-of-the-moon 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 glorious opus of large black meat and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and smooth out 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 peter and walked across the way. I opened the draftsman and bent over to get some out. I rummaged around in the drawer but couldn't find any underclothing."Umm they're not in here."I looked around to him and thought I saw his tool getting a slight hard.

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

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to suppose. He is nonplus looking. Was his turncock getting bigger because he saw me deform over in these yoga knickers ? Did he find me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the shower thinking about me ? I heard the shower running and decided to hold off a piece. I had to see it again. I walked over to the room access and peeked inside. In the mirror expression I could see him pulling on his cock while he waited for the water system to warm up up. I started to get concentrated and rub myself through the cut pants. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said,"You coming white boy ? ”