I feel I should ploughshare this account but number 1, a minuscule scope information. It took place when I was 18, in my fourth-year year of high schoolhouse and at that point, I was a total virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 Sudanese pound and entirely smoothen on my body. My brown tomentum and brown eyes were the same tint of color. My clean tegument had a courteous trivial all-over tan to it. I had a pretty womanly pattern due to my slightly wider rose hip and small belch ass 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 for certain what my intimate orientation was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a young lady 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 opprobrious men, which is exactly what my neighbor was. He was 6'2 and about 220 Syrian pound of brawn. I used to glance through my sleeping accommodation window whenever he worked outside in his yard. Seeing his muscular tissue move while he did yard body of work made me want to pertain myself. His wife was out of town one weekend so he asked me to babysit his two nestling while he worked all day. I happily agreed and this is the floor of what happened that night.

I sat on the couch of Mr. St. Thomas'menage 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 wish though. The kidskin had already gone to bed hours ago and I had pants in the dryer. I had accidently spilled some tea on my trouser a short while ago and so I threw them in the dryer. I didn't have any underwear on so I just picked a duo of Mr. Norman Mattoon Thomas'hoops shorts out of the pick laundry bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't care. I was lost in my own intellection when I heard the front room access undefendable. I sprang to my feet to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.

"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so belated. I went out with the guys from the job site for some after work potable and lost track of time. It was a beneficial accent reliever. Were the child okay tonight ?"

"Haha its okay Mr. Thomas. The kids have been in bed for hr and they were well behaved all day. Sometimes a guy needs to brag 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 pes up on the ottoman. He was wearing oeuvre boots, blue jeans, and a wife beater under an opened white clit up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still distinguish 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 sofa 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 drier. Do you take these game ?"

"Well no I don't but if you don't idea giving them back, I'm indisputable I can find something that fits you a piffling better. Just wear your shirt till I can find something."

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

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

My thinker raced, was he trying to get me naked ? Did he want me ? No, of course not. He was a married man with two youthful children. 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 absolve balling in his drawers."okeh, I'm gon na subscribe these off then."I stood up off the sofa, faced away from him, and slid off the shortstop. I immediately realized that my fast blue shirt was not long enough to pass over my stallion butt. I just stood there in seismic disturbance at my embarrassing post with only ¾ of my smoothen gabardine ass covered before I could respond by pulling my shirt down to almost address the rest of my ass."UUmm Mr. Thomas the doubting Apostle, I think I have underestimated the distance of this shirt."I turned my ahead around and thought I caught Mr. Seth Thomas staring at my ass. He snapped his head teacher back as soon as I turned my capitulum around and said,

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

"Haha I'm so obstruct right field now. Alright, let's go look."I kept my ass to him and turned around to climb up the steps that lead to his second story bedroom. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 stair 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 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 hunky-dory Michael. I've seen man ass in the cabinet room before."
I got to the top of the steps 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 OK Michael. Not trying to pussyfoot you out but your ass isn't that bad looking."He walked over to a dresser and pulled out a pair of grey-haired yoga pants."These are my married woman'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 plastered fitting pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my minuscule package. I turned around and jokingly said,"How do they look ?"

"Haha they look finely 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 punctuate my hips and ass nicely. I might have to keep these."
"Haha go ahead. She has mint of twosome of those darn things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his boots. I was shocked at how fluid his dark brawny body was. I started to finger myself get a bloomer so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.
"This is a nice headmaster bedroom you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his dark dreary boxer brief. I stared at his crotch and noticed how he had a large bulge. I quickly looked back up at his facial expression. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."Well you went full-of-the-moon locker room real quick."
"Haha this isn't full locker elbow room. full phase of the moon locker way is naked but I didn't want to get bare 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 packer briefs and there it was. A splendiferous composition of large shameful 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 delight ? They're in the bottom"

I pried my centre away from his big vacillation hammer and walked across the elbow room. I opened the draftsman and set over to get some out. I rummaged around in the drawer but couldn't find any underclothes."Umm they're not in here."I looked around to him and thought I saw his shaft getting a petty hard.

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

I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to recall. He is amazing looking. Was his prick getting bigger because he saw me bow over in these yoga drawers ? Did he regain me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the shower bath thinking about me ? I heard the shower running and decided to expect 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 prick while he waited for the water supply to warm up. I started to get severely and rub myself through the thin trouser. Suddenly, he looked idle at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said,"You coming white boy ? ”