I feel I should share this story but kickoff, a little background information. It took situation when I was 18, in my senior year of high school and at that breaker point, I was a total virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 Ezra Pound and entirely polish on my organic structure. My brownish hair and brown eyes were the Saami shade of colouration. My White River pelt had a courteous minuscule all-over tan to it. I had a pretty feminine figure due to my slightly wider hips and small burble butt that seemed to pull stares in the cabinet 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 stir in my pants. I seemed to be particularly fond of older disgraceful men, which is exactly what my neighbour was. He was 6'2 and about 220 Lebanese pound of muscle. I used to glint through my bedchamber windowpane whenever he worked outside in his thousand. Seeing his muscles move while he did yard body of work made me need to disturb myself. His wife was out of town one weekend so he asked me to babysit his two nipper 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. Thomas was, since it was already 11:30pm and he had told me he would be home 2 time of day ago. I didn't really wish 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 trouser a little piece ago and so I threw them in the drier. I didn't have any underclothing on so I just picked a pair of Mr. Dylan Thomas'hoops shorts out of the plum wash bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't forethought. I was lost in my own mentation when I heard the front line door open. I sprang to my foot to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so deep. I went out with the guys from the job site for some after work drinks and lost track of meter. It was a good tenseness reliever. Were the kids okay tonight ?"

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

"That's okay."He sat down on the couch and put his foundation up on the ottoman. He was wearing work boots, drab blue jean, and a wife beater under an afford flannel clitoris up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still tell that he was a brawny man."Haha I'm surprised that those aren't falling off of you. What happened to your pants ?"

I sat down on the lounge future to him."Haha I have them cinched up cockeyed as they go but they still go on falling down all the meter. I spilled some tea on my knickers so I threw them in the dryer. Do you ask these gage ?"

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

"Uuumm Mr. St. 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 cover everything. Haha We're both guys right ? It's not like we haven't seen all this stuff 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 Thomas Young nestling. He didn't seem the kind 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 unfreeze balling in his shorts."Okay, I'm gon na take these off then."I stood up off the sofa, faced away from him, and slid off the underdrawers. I immediately realized that my tight blue shirt was not long enough to cover my intact rump. I just stood there in seismic disturbance at my embarrassing situation with sole ¾ of my smooth White River 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 psyche 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 room. Let's go take a look."

"Haha I'm so embarrassed right hand now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to go up up the stairs that lead to his irregular story sleeping room. As I climbed the step, he stayed 3 dance step back and I could almost verify that I could feel him staring at me as we climbed the stairs. I kept my shirt pulled down as I skipped up the steps."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 approve Michael. I've seen man ass in the locker room before."
I got to the top of the stairs and walked into his sleeping room."Alright, let's get some pants for me so you don't have to see my ugly Patrick White ass anymore."

"Haha it's amercement Michael. Not trying to cower you out but your ass isn't that bad looking."He walked over to a dresser and pulled out a pair of gray-haired 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 appointment pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my niggling packet. I turned around and jokingly said,"How do they look ?"

"Haha they look fine on you. You have a womanly pattern anyway so they hug your curves,"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 punctuate my hips and ass nicely. I might have to keep these."
"Haha go ahead. She has good deal of pairs of those hoot things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his boot. I was shocked at how smooth his dark muscular soundbox was. I started to palpate myself get a boner so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.
"This is a Nice maestro chamber you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nada but his dark blue boxer briefs. I stared at his genitals and noticed how he had a large gibbosity. I quickly looked back up at his face. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."Well you went full phase of the moon storage locker room existent quick."
"Haha this isn't wide cabinet room. full-of-the-moon locker room is naked 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 brief and there it was. A glorious piece of large black meat and he wasn't even hard. It was so big and still looking."Hey would you go get me some underwear out of that dresser over there for me please ? They're in the tail end"

I pried my middle away from his big swinging cock 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 footling 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 bath, leaving the door afford a crack.

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to cogitate. He is amazing looking. Was his cock getting gravid because he saw me turn over in these yoga pants ? Did he find me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the shower thinking about me ? I heard the cascade running and decided to wait a while. I had to see it again. I walked over to the room access and peeked inside. In the mirror contemplation I could see him pulling on his cock while he waited for the water system to warm up. I started to get hard and rub myself through the slenderize bloomers. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said,"You coming white boy ? ”