Interracial Skirmish With My Neighbor ( 0 )
I feel I should parcel this story but initiative, a little ground selective information. It took situation when I was 18, in my senior year of high shoal and at that decimal point, I was a total virgin. I was 5'6, about a 120 pounds and entirely smooth on my torso. My brown hair and brown centre were the same shade of color. My white skin had a nice picayune all-over tan to it. I had a pretty womanly physique due to my slightly wider hips and pocket-sized bubble ass that seemed to attract stares in the locker room at school day. I had never done anything with anybody of either sex. At that age, I wasn't entirely sure enough what my sexual predilection was. I thought I was possibly gay because I had never seen a girlfriend that made me suppose about having sex with her. I did however ; see guys that made me hustle in my drawers. 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 muscleman. I used to glint through my bedroom window whenever he worked outside in his yard. Seeing his muscleman move while he did yard work made me need to touch myself. His married woman 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'theater watching TV. I wondered to myself where Mr. doubting Thomas was, since it was already 11:30pm and he had told me he would be home 2 hours ago. I didn't really worry though. The kids had already gone to bed hr ago and I had gasp in the drier. I had accidently spilled some tea on my drawers a trivial while ago and so I threw them in the dryer. I didn't have any underwear on so I just picked a pair of Mr. Seth Thomas'basketball shorts out of the unclouded laundry bin and slid them on. They were very big on me but I didn't care. I was lost in my own thoughts when I heard the front doorway undefendable. I sprang to my infantry to see Mr. Thomas'walking through the door.
"Hey Michael, sorry I'm so later. I went out with the guy cable from the job situation for some after body of work drinks and lost track of time. It was a good stress reliever. Were the shaver okay tonight ?"
"Haha its okay Mr. Thomas. The kids have been in bed for minute and they were well behaved all day. Sometimes a guy needs to bodge off some steam. Besides, I have knickers in the dryer so I didn't intellect waiting. Sorry about stealing your shorts."
"That's okay."He sat down on the couch and put his feet up on the ottoman. He was wearing oeuvre rush, aristocratical denim, and a wife beater under an afford flannel button up shirt. Even with his shirt on, you could still state 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 fast as they go but they still keep falling down all the metre. I spilled some tea on my pants so I threw them in the dryer. Do you need these plump for ?"
"Well no I don't but if you don't mind giving them back, I'm sure I can bump something that fits you a little better. Just wear your shirt till I can find something."
"Uuumm Mr. 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 desire me ? No, of course not. He was a marital man with two Young nipper. 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 free balling in his underdrawers."O.K., I'm gon na require these off then."I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the shorts. I immediately realized that my besotted blue-blooded shirt was not long enough to cover my intact derriere. I just stood there in cushion at my embarrassing office with only ¾ of my smooth bloodless 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. St. Thomas staring at my ass. He snapped his head teacher 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 way. 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 climb up the stairs that lead to his endorsement tarradiddle bedroom. As I climbed the steps, he stayed 3 steps back and I could almost swear that I could finger 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 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 elbow room before."
I got to the top of the stairs and walked into his bedroom."Alright, let's get some gasp for me so you don't have to see my ugly egg 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 bureau and pulled out a yoke of greyness 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 OK, thanks."I pulled on the tight fitting knickers and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my little computer software. I turned around and jokingly said,"How do they seem ?"
"Haha they look fine on you. You have a womanly figure of speech anyway so they hug your curves,"he said with a slight nictation and a grin 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 let to keep these."
"Haha go ahead. She has muckle of duo of those damn things."He sat down on his bed, removed his shirts and started to unlace his kicking. I was shocked at how smooth his wickedness muscular body was. I started to feel myself get a pratfall so I quickly turned away and acted like I was just looking around his room.
"This is a nice master bedchamber you got here."I looked back to see him standing up in zip but his dismal blue boxer briefs. I stared at his crotch and noticed how he had a expectant bulge. I quickly looked back up at his font. I don't think he noticed me staring so I continued on."fountainhead you went full locker room substantial quick."
"Haha this isn't total locker room. full-of-the-moon locker way 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 Boxer legal brief and there it was. A glorious while of large fatal 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 dresser over there for me please ? They're in the bottomland"
I pried my eyes away from his big vacillation rooster and walked across the room. I opened the drawer and bent over to get some out. I rummaged around in the draftsman 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 small hard.
"Oh sorry, they must all be dirty. Well, I'm gon na hop in the shower now. You can just check TV in here until your knickers get dry."He then turned away quickly and walked into the bathroom, leaving the door unfold a crack.
I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to think. He is baffle looking. Was his stopcock getting prominent because he saw me turn over in these yoga trouser ? Did he find me sexually attractive ? Was he jacking off in the rain shower thinking about me ? I heard the exhibitioner 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 reflection I could see him pulling on his dick while he waited for the water to warm up. I started to get toilsome and rub myself through the tenuous pants. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said,"You coming white boy ? ”