Date: Fri, 09 Feb 2007 14:06:54 +0000
From: justin scott <scott_justin51@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bulging Nylon briefs Teen Orgy - 1

BULGING NYLON BRIEFS TEEN ORGY - 1

By JUSTIN SHORTS and ROB  (scott_justin51@hotmail.com and
Butch18@btinternet.com

1. WEEK ONE - SATURDAY AFTERNOON

As it was a hot Saturday afternoon in early June, Justin decided to head
into town to do some clothes shopping.  He especially wanted to buy the
pair of Nike trainers that he had managed to persuade his parents to cough
up the money for, though only because he had promised to do extra
paper-rounds to make his own contribution.  With the crisp new notes in his
pocket, Justin got off the bus and headed towards the boutique that he had
often gone too in the past, noticing as he went in the 'under new
management' sign on the door.  On entering it was obvious that the shop had
changed hands -- not only was the layout different, he could see at a glance
that the stock was quite different too.  On the other hand, he could see
that there was still a section for trainers at the top end of the shop,
near the sports gear, and he was really pleased to see the 'Special Offers'
sign.  Best of all, the particular Nike pair that he wanted were slashed in
price by 50%, so he seized them and having tried them on prepared to go to
the counter to pay.  But then he thought that, as he had made such a saving
it would be worth seeing what the new clothes stock was like.

Justin liked buying clothes -- when he had the money!  He was a dark-haired
sixteen-year-old, and knew that he looked good in a T-shirt and jeans, so
he had quite a collection of those already.  He thought that as the weather
was likely to continue hot for some weeks, it might be an idea to see what
the sports shorts were like, so turned towards that section, but his eye
was then caught by a hand-written sign a little to the left of the running
shorts: 'New range of Italian briefs -- special introductory offer.  Six
pairs for 15 pounds.  Worth a look he thought, and moved over to the
underwear section.  He was amazed by what he found.  He had not seen briefs
like this before!  One or two were out of their packets for display -- and
they were in an amazing thin nylon fabric, a very fine kind of mesh.  He
reached out his hand and lightly brushed one of the pairs, and the feel was
incredible!  Soft, silky, sensuous and so incredibly shiny.  There was a
picture of a model wearing a creamy white pair, and Justin was amazed to
see that he could make out the model's cock and heavy balls quite clearly
through the nylon.

He looked at the rack and started looking for six pairs -- he had absolutely
no hesitation in deciding that he was going to buy some!  He picked out 2
white pairs, a powder blue, a pale pinky-red, a black, and a flesh-coloured
one.  They were all wrapped individually in polythene packets, and he
turned towards the counter with his trainers and briefs.  The assistant was
a guy of no more than 30, and a smile played across his face as he took
Justin's money and packed up his purchases.  'Those new briefs are really
selling well' he said.  Lots of young lads like you have been buying them --
I think probably you need to be your kind of age to properly display your
assets in them.'  Justin blushed and quickly left the shop with his new
treasures.  He knew that he was going to have to keep them separately from
his other underwear as his mother would doubtless raise an eyebrow if she
found them -- but he was used to throwing things into the washing-machine
and doing his own laundry so that would not be difficult.

When he got home, he went up to his room and unpacked.  The trainers were
great, but he had already lost interest in them.  He put the six polythene
packets on the bed, and fingered them, enjoying the feel of the nylon
within the packet.  He then put five of them, unopened, in his bedside
drawer, and kept just one of the white pairs out.  He pulled the polythene
open, and slid the brand new nylon briefs out.  They were like gossamer,
light and flimsy and almost silky to the touch.  Of course he had bought
the small size to fit his teenage waist, but he began to wonder if the
smallness of the pouch was going to be a problem.  Time to check them out,
he thought.  He unbuckled the leather belt of pale blue jeans, then
unfastened the catch at the top and unzipped the fly.  They hugged his
firm, tight bum really nicely, so he had to ease them down his legs, and
then he stepped out of them.  Dressed only in his sparkling white tee-shirt
and his red boxers, he looked at the full-length mirror on the wardrobe
door in front of him, as he so often did when he began to think about
having a wank.  A medallion on a gold chain hung round his neck, outside
the tee-shirt.

Then he slipped the boxers off and picked up the nylon briefs.  His young
cock hung heavy between his legs, the small tuft of dark pubic hair neatly
setting it off.  His balls were quite tight at that moment, which he
thought was probably a good thing if he was going to stuff himself into the
briefs.  He picked them up, stepped into them, and pulled them up his
thighs and over his mound.  In fact, he need not have worried about the
size, as the nylon gave gently to fit him perfectly.  He turned to look at
himself in the mirror, and sure enough through the brilliant white of the
nylon the boy's bulging package showed clearly through, fleshy and pink,
his dark tuft of hair also showing through.  He could even make out the
gentle movements of his cock within the nylon.  He slipped a hand down to
the front to adjust himself from outside the briefs, and as he made contact
with his cock, warm from the day's shopping expedition, the sensation of
touching himself through the slippery nylon was almost like an electric
shock.

He lightly stroked his cock and it began to respond, swelling gently with
each touch, all of which he could see in the mirror.  He moved closer still
to the mirror, so that he could see the tip of his shaft as it grew, the
knob-end beginning to peek out from its delicate foreskin sheath.  Always
from outside the briefs, Justin continued lightly to massage his teenage
cockshaft, easing it slowly towards its full size, the gathering hardness
of the schoolboy's gradually burgeoning erection creating the most
incredible bulge of hot cockmeat trapped in the hugging nylon pouch.  A
drop of precum oozed from his knob.  Justin found this incredibly horny,
and knew that it would only be a few minutes before his creamy white spunk
would be pumping in jets from his thrusting boycock.  The tight nylon
packet was an incredible new discovery for him, and he was so excited as it
was going to introduce a whole new strand of possibilities into his wanking
repertoire.  Just as he was about to lie on his side on his bed having
already opened the wardrobe door so that the mirror could swing across and
allow him a perfect view of his hard young cock as he masturbated himself
in his briefs, incredibly something from his deep unconscious entered his
memory.  His new mate Rob had arranged to call round at 5.30 that afternoon
so that they could look at some homework together.  And a glance at his
watch told him it was nearly that time now!  He liked Rob a lot, though had
only got to know him in the last few weeks: Rob had only moved to the area
during the school year, so was new to the school.  Justin jumped up, shut
the wardrobe, and glanced out of the bedroom window.  Sure enough, there,
coming up the road was Rob -- wearing, Justin noted, only a pair of light
blue nylon sports shorts, cut very short indeed, a white sleeveless
T-shirt, white socks and trainers.

Justin just had time to pull his blue jeans on over his briefs before there
was a ring at the front door bell.  As his parents were out, Justin headed
downstairs to open the door, his cock returning to something like its
normal size in the new briefs.

Justin greeted Rob, invited him inside and offered to get him a cold drink.
Although Justin had only known Rob for a few weeks, they had already become
good friends.  They both had similar interests in music and films and both
also enjoyed watching and playing sports.  Rob had clear blue eyes and
blond hair that had bleached even lighter in the recent sunny weather.  His
sleeveless top and shorts showed off his arms and legs, tanned a golden
brown from the June sunshine, and also revealed his armpits, with a few
light hairs visible.  Rob's large nipples could also be seen beneath his
top -- pressing against the tight material.

They chatted for a short while and then the two lads then went to Justin's
bedroom to make a start on their homework. Justin sat at his desk with the
PC, while Rob was facing him on the bed with his legs parted.  Whenever
Justin looked at Rob, his eyes were drawn to his smooth, quite hunky
thighs. Rob enjoyed playing football and also swimming, so his legs were
toned.  They were covered with a light dusting of blond hairs; apart from
the top of his thighs, which were completely hairless.  Justin also
couldn't help notice a significant bulge in Rob's silky shorts.  He started
to wonder if Rob was actually even wearing anything beneath his shorts, as
they were very skimpy, and he couldn't see the outline of any underwear.
He could also make out the outline of Rob's cock beneath the fabric.

After about ten minutes of work, Rob said he was getting hot and proceeded
to take off his sleeveless T-shirt, ruffling his blond hair as he pulled it
over his head.  His chest was completely smooth and was as tanned as the
rest of his body.  The silver chain he wore around his neck stood out
against his brown skin.  Rob discarded his top and idly stroked his chest,
rubbing his nipples, which now became erect from being touched.

Justin was also getting hot and horny, as every time he shifted position on
his chair, his new nylon briefs rubbed against his cock, causing it to
gently swell.  As Justin liked to wear tight jeans, there wasn't much room
for his prick to grow.

After about an hour, they had finished all the homework and could finally
relax.  Rob asked Justin if he had bought the latest issue of a football
magazine and was told that it was in his bedside cabinet. As Rob pulled
open the bedside cabinet drawer, Justin suddenly remembered the new packets
of briefs he'd put there earlier.  He tried to stop Rob, by telling him the
mag he was looking for wasn't there, but it was too late.  Rob picked up
one of the polythene packets and looked at the contents.  'Italian mesh
briefs!'  Rob then opened up the packet and fished out the skimpy scrap of
material.  'These don't look like the type of underwear your mum would buy
for you.  When did you get these?'

'I bought them earlier today in town.  They were on special offer - 6 pairs
for only 15 pounds, so I thought I'd try them for a change'.

'There's only five packets here -- where's the sixth pair?'

'Umm, I'm wearing them.  I was actually trying them on just before you
arrived.'

'Cool, let's have a look.  I can hardly believe that these flimsy things
actually fit you - there doesn't seem to be enough fabric to keep
everything covered.'

'You mean you want to see me wearing them?' asked Justin.  He was a bit
surprised by the request, but from the short time he'd known Rob, he
realised that his new mate was not at all inhibited and also not easily
embarrassed.

'Why not, there's no need to be shy with me.'

Justin blushed 'OK then, if you insist.'  For the second time that
afternoon, he unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned the top of his pale blue jeans
and slowly pulled down the zip.  He then eased down the tight jeans and
stepped out of them, so that he was standing in front of his new mate
wearing just his new white Italian briefs, his white t-shirt and a pair of
white socks.  The skimpy mesh fabric was moulded snugly around his teen
cock and balls and also tight against his boyish bum, barely covering more
than half of his buttocks.

'Wow, the mesh is virtually see thru.  I can even see your pubes,' said
Rob, causing Justin to blush even more.  'Let me feel the material'.
Before Justin had a chance to reply, Rob reached forward and lightly
brushed his fingers against the slippery nylon that was covering his mate's
meaty cock and balls.  Justin gave an involuntary shudder and his prick
visibly stiffened beneath the shimmering nylon.

'I'm starting to feel horny,' said Rob 'and I can tell by the increasing
bulge in your briefs that you're getting very horny'.

'I can't help it' said Justin, embarrassed that he was starting to get an
erection in front of his mate.  'It's these new briefs, the rubbing of the
silky fabric is making me go hard.'

'I know exactly what you mean' said Rob.  'That's one of the reasons why I
love wearing these shorts.  I love to feel the slippery fabric against my
thighs.  In fact, like today, I often wear them without any underwear
beneath, as the material feels great against my bare bum and cock.  But I
bet those tight nylon briefs feel even sexier to wear.'

'They feel fucking awesome.  In fact, I could really do with having a wank'
said Justin, as he sat back down on his desk chair.

'Well, don't stop just because I'm here,' said Rob.  'There's nothing to be
embarrassed about.  When I used to hang out with my old mates, we quite
often jerked off together - it was all just a bit of fun.  But why not
watch me have a wank first and then you can jerk off when you feel a bit
more comfortable'.  As he spoke, Rob rubbed the palm of his hand over the
front of his bulging shorts, stroking and squeezing the stiffening cock
meat within.  He lay back on the bed and with his other hand, stroked his
chest, rubbing his erect nipples with his fingers.  His cock was now almost
totally erect, making a large tent inside his shorts.

Justin watched wide-eyed, as Rob began to pleasure his teenage body.
Justin could now see right up the leg of Rob's shorts and could glimpse his
throbbing cock and his large balls.  Rob closed his eyes, as he rubbed the
silky shorts back and forth over his hard-on, the slippery, shimmering
nylon stimulating his stiff prick.  Rob slowly slid his right hand down the
front of his shorts and took hold of his stiff cock.  He began to
masturbate, easing his foreskin back and forth over his wet cock head,
revealing his glistening knob.  Rob then stopped playing with his nipples
and stroked his smooth thigh with his left hand, before sliding it inside
the leg of his shorts.  His fingers brushed against his ball sac, which
snugly contained his large nuts.  He squeezed his cum filled balls, as he
continued to stroke his cock.

Rob opened his eyes and smiled at Justin, whose own blossoming erection was
now gently pulsing inside his clingy briefs.  Rob also noticed a dark wet
spot forming at the front of the white briefs, where precum was obviously
leaking from Justin's hard young prick and oozing through the mesh.  Rob
had no idea that earlier that afternoon Justin's knob had already reached
this stage of excitement, and that the current dampness in his briefs was
the product of two sessions of precum juicing.

Rob continued to masturbate, enjoying the intense feeling of his silky
shorts rubbing against his swollen cock.  He was very close to his orgasm,
so he eased down his light blue shorts around the top of his thighs.  His
fat balls were virtually hairless, with only a few blond hairs covering his
scrotum.  There was also a small patch of blond pubic hair at the base of
his cock.  His stiff prick lay flat against his smooth stomach and as Rob
once again pulled back his foreskin, a steady drizzle of precum oozed out
of the slit in his cock head and the clear sticky liquid collected in his
belly button.  He felt his balls tighten and wanked even harder, stroking
the length of his teenage prick.  The schoolboy let out a small moan as he
flexed his hips and his cock exploded, shooting several ropes of thick,
creamy white spunk.  The first couple of jets of jizz landed on his chest
and the remainder spurted over his tummy, coating his tanned teen body with
glistening white cum.  Rob squeezed his balls, milking them of every last
precious drop of cream, as the last of his spunk emerged from his slit and
dribbled down his softening cock, collecting on his blond pubes.

Rob gave a sigh of contentment and got his breath back before speaking to
Justin with a big smile on his face.  'Over to you mate!'  Justin needed no
encouragement now.
  He was desperate to stroke his big hot cock and to bring it at last to
the explosive orgasm that he had been fast approaching nearly two hours
earlier!  He had never before watched another lad wank himself off, and it
had really excited him.  Now he wanted to treat Rob in turn, and the idea
of being watched as he frisked himself to a frothy explosion was cool.

'Shift up mate.  I need to lie on the bed and watch myself in the mirror.'
Fortunately the bed was reasonably wide, and Rob moved over, lying on his
back with his milky spunk still covering his tummy and chest.  Justin got
on to the bed by him, first opening the wardrobe door so that the mirror
swung across giving him a full view of himself as he lay stretched out on
his side.  His white t-shirt was pulled up slightly to expose his belly,
his white socks completing the picture of teenage innocence.  The fat nylon
package of bulging boy meat suggested anything but an innocent scene,
however.  Justin could see Rob looking over his shoulder in the mirror, his
eyes transfixed on the sight of Justin's hand beginning to work his cock
through the seethrough briefs.  It was odd -- Justin felt to be almost a
spectator in his own wank-off session, as his fingers delicately caressed
and stroked the length of his hard young erection gripped in the
silky-smooth nylon.  The sight was as erotic to him as the sensation.
Through the briefs both boys could see the foreskin moving backwards and
forwards over the knob, releasing more and more delicious precum honey.
The tingling sensation was incredible, and Justin was breathing quite
heavily.  But so was Rob.

The white briefs were really wet now, especially at the cockhead.  Justin
slid his fingers delicately down inside the top of the Italian briefs,
immediately making contact with his quivering prick.  The skin was
stretched taut, the only movement being the foreskin as it slid back and
forth, the balls now fuller and heavier than they had seemed earlier in the
afternoon, the store of teenage boycum gathering in the reservoir ready for
its journey.  Justin now gripped his cock more firmly and began regular
wanking strokes, moving his hard prick up and down in the skimpy brief,
working the shaft in eager urgent movements.  'Mmm, yeah, mmm' he muttered,
feeling the approach of the final countdown.  He watched himself in the
mirror, the dark hairs beneath the nylon pouch clearly visible, the
throbbing dick of the youngster pulsing and burgeoning towards orgasm.  Rob
was entranced by the sight of the nylon-trapped teencock and he felt a
stirring in his own again.

Then Justin moved from his side onto his back, brought his hand out of his
briefs, and flipped his hard-on free so it slapped against his stomach.  He
grasped the naked prick and wanked feverishly, but now, instead of watching
himself in the mirror, he looked across to Rob's spunk-covered chest and
belly and the slowly swelling dick that his friend was now gently caressing
back into life.

'Big cock, love your big cock, mmm, fantastic cock mate, aaah, yeah, I'm
going to cum, ohhh, fuck, here I cum, here I cum, aaah, yeaah, fuck.'

With a last groan Justin arched his back and pulses of hot spunk burst from
his glistening knob end.  The pleasure was so intense Justin almost fainted
with joy, and his orgasm went on and on.  Pearls of boycum gathered on his
belly, a few reached the edge of his white t-shirt, and still he continued
to stroke his hard young cock as it spurted forth its delicious load of
creamy teenspunk.  At last it was over, and he lay back.  The two boys
relaxed, the warm spunk loads shimmering on their smooth hairless tummies.
Later, as they cleaned up, there was a curious unspoken understanding
between them.  Something rather special had happened that afternoon,
although neither would have been able to explain what it was.  But as Rob
took from Justin a pair of the new nylon briefs as a present with the
promise that he would wear them to school on Monday -- the pale powder blue
pair was Rob's own choice -- the lads knew that they had formed a new bond,
and that things would never be quite the same again between them.  It was
not just that they had become wank buddies.  They had discovered something
about themselves which only their future friendship would be able fully to
explore.

[Are you enjoying this?  If so, we'd like to hear from you. There's lots
more to come.  Get in touch with Justin and Rob at
scott_justin51@hotmail.com and Butch18@btinternet.com]