I feel I should share this story but first, a little background information. It took place when I was 18, in my senior year of high school and at that point, I was a total virgin.
I was 5'6, about a 120 pounds and entirely smooth on my body. My brown hair and brown eyes were the same shade of color. My white skin had a nice little all-over tan to it.
I had a pretty feminine figure due to my slightly wider hips and small bubble butt 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 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 black men, which is exactly what my neighbor was.
He was 6'2 and about 220 pounds of muscle. I used to peek through my bedroom window whenever he worked outside in his yard. Seeing his muscles 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' 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 hours ago. I didn't really care 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 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. Thomas' basketball shorts out of the clean 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 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 guys from the job site for some after work drinks and lost track of time.
It was a good stress reliever. Were the kids okay tonight?" "Haha its okay 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 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 ottoman. He was wearing work boots, blue jeans, and a wife beater under an opened flannel button up shirt.
Even with his shirt on, you could still tell 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 couch 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 dryer. Do you need these back?" "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 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 want me? No, of course not. He was a married man with two young 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 free balling in his shorts. "Okay, I'm gonna take these off then." I stood up off the couch, faced away from him, and slid off the shorts. I immediately realized that my tight blue shirt was not long enough to cover my entire butt.
I just stood there in shock at my embarrassing situation with only ¾ of my smooth white 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. Thomas staring at my ass. He snapped his head back as soon as I turned my head around and said, "Well that's okay.
I'm sure I have something that fits you in my room. Let's go take a look." "Haha I'm so embarrassed right now.
Alright, let's go look." I kept my ass to him and turned around to climb up the stairs that lead to his second story bedroom. As I climbed the stairs, he stayed 3 steps back and I could almost swear 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 okay 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 pants 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 pair of grey 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 fitting pants and was pleasantly surprised at how they felt. I liked the way that they hugged my ass and cradled my little package. 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 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 accentuate my hips and ass nicely. I might have to keep 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 smooth his dark muscular body 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 bedroom you got here." I looked back to see him standing up in nothing but his dark blue 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 full locker room real quick." "Haha this isn't full locker room. Full 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 briefs and there it was. A glorious 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 dresser over there for me please? They're in the bottom" I pried my eyes away from his big swinging cock and walked across the room. 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 gonna 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 bathroom, leaving the door open a crack.
I sat down on his bed with the TV on and started to think. He is amazing looking. Was his cock getting bigger because he saw me bend over in these yoga pants? Did he find me sexually attractive?
Was he jacking off in the shower thinking about me? I heard the shower running and decided to wait a while. 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 cock while he waited for the water to warm up.
I started to get hard and rub myself through the thin pants. Suddenly, he looked dead at me in the mirror and waved his big fat cock at me and said, "You coming white boy?"