Date: 16 Nov 2000 02:29:26 -0000 From: Blake Dorson Subject: Underwear Shopping 2 (gay/young-friends) Copyright: Blake Dorson 2000 WARNING: The following story contains graphic descriptions of sexual activity. If you are under the age of 18 or 21 as the legal statutes may specify in your area, or are offended by material of this nature, please read no further. This is strictly a work of fiction/fantasy, and by no means, does the author encourage unsafe sex, or any sexual acts that are illegal in your community. The author of this literature is a straight male. He writes out of his belief in free speech, expression, and press. Underwear Shopping - Part 2 of ? "Aren't they awesome?" Gordie asked. I stood there in shock. My eyes completely transfixed on his cotton-covered basket. I'd seen guys in their underwear before, but every time it was a shock. Especially because I'd never seen bikini briefs, and I never imagined that a skinny runt like Gordie would have such a large dong hidden down there. He didn't have a boner, it was just a nice sized bulge and there wasn't a fly like on my underwear. Now, don't get me wrong, Gordie is a dork, but just because he talks like a dork doesn't mean I'm not attracted to him. Any boy who where's briefs is pretty cool in my book. I'm just not into the whole idea of wearing boxers that are cooler, and more expensive than briefs if I'm perfectly comfortable in briefs. "Since I joined the swim team a lot of cool things have happened. I'll tell you about them some time. In any case, we all see each other naked or near-naked all the time, so we all wear little underwear. They're exactly like a Speedo, so it's a familiar feeling. Some of the guys choose not to wear underwear at all, can you believe that?." Gordie said. "That is pretty cool. But I'm not on the swim team, and I'm not used to wearing a Speedo...I think I tried one on once, but I don't remember liking it." I said. "Oh, that's because you probably didn't want people being able to see your penis. When you're on the swim team, there's no alternative. I'm sure you'll like them. They're really not all that different from a pair of briefs." He explained. "I guess so, but I'll never get my mom to buy them. That would be so embarassing." I said. "Maybe, but you could ask her about trying them, and if she says no, no big deal, you can have some of mine." He offered. "What do you mean? How would I pay you back?" I asked. "Oh, I don't know, we could figure something out. We could swap underwear, or you could join the swim team when you become a freshman, we could hang out, you know, whatever." He said. Well, I know I'm not an idiot. He was still standing there in his underwear, with me fully dressed, and if he wasn't hinting that he wanted to fool around, I was about to completely humiliate myself in a situation I couldn't exactly run away from too easily. I wish I didn't have the guts to do things like what I did, but it turned out really well anyways. "I'm not so fond of joining the swim team, and it would be weird for you to hang out with a guy still in middle school, so maybe we could swap underwear? Though, I'm not sure we are the same size." I said. "I'd hang out with you, you know that, but if you're more comfortable with swapping underwear, I guess that would work too." He said. "Cool. So let me try them on." I said. I pulled my shirt over my head. In any normal situation in which I undressed, I always kept my shirt on so that people wouldn't see my underwear, but he was supposed to see my underwear, so I didn't care. Next came my pants. "Here you go," he said as he handed me his bikini's. He stood there completely naked, completely sure of his body, completely limp, and still at least 3 inches. On the other hand, I was only fairly limp, and clad in only my briefs. I knew by the time I took my briefs off and put his on, I'd have a mini totem poll jutting out. I was way too far along to turn back now, though. I switched them quickly. I was a little embarassed of my size next to him. "See, I knew they'd fit." Gordie said. "Yeah, wow. They really do. They feel the same as my briefs, but different at the same time. It's like they're skimpier, but I feel like there's more room for it to move around in them. Can I take these and try them out for the day?" I asked. "Oh, absolutely. I'll just wear yours and our swapping will begin." He answered. "You know, you should really sit down in them. I really like the way it feels when I stand up in them. It's hard to explain. Just try it." He suggested. So, I did. I had no idea what he was talking about, and couldn't imagine why it would feel good when standing up, but he was completely right when I actually did it. Sitting was normal, but when I stood up, the material crept into the crack of my ass and everywhere the material touched me, front and back was really sensual. The cotton from regular briefs never rubbed that gently against my skin, and I was so shocked that I finally popped a boner. "Look, you're hard! I told you it feels good." He stated. "Thank you, master of the obvious." I joked in response to my boner. "Just making sure you know that I was right. I've never had a wedgey that felt good, but seriously, they feel good in bikini's." He said. It should have been a warning to me, but I was concentrating on getting rid of my boner by having disgusting thoughts. He grabbed the back of the bikini's and pulled directly up, causing me to end up on my toes as he gave me a huge wedgey. He tried to lift me up in the air, but when he did, he lost his balance and we both went crashing down to the floor in our heap of clothes. We ended up with our legs a little tangled around each other, and our faces basically facing each other. I thought to kiss him, but I didn't. I helped him get up. "Sorry about that, Danny. I got a little carried away with that I guess." He avoided eye contact. "Hey, it's all good. I'm glad you stopped, though, I don't think my boner can take any more." I took off my newly acquired bikini's. I began to stroke in honesty. I was jerking to ejaculate, and to do it fast. Surely my mom was looking for me by now. "Well, look at the modesty we have with this fine specimen of a penis. At approximately 4.9 inches tall, Danny Dick has grown his hair out and is ready to take the floor by storm." Gordie did his best impression of a radio announcer. "Very funny. The only thing about to take the floor by storm is my cum, though." I continued to jerk it. "I can't let you go at this alone." Gordie took off the briefs and began to stroke his own fine specimen. My guess is that it was about 5.5 inches hard. All I could do was stare at it as I got close to orgasm. "Let me know when you're ready to shoot. I wanna make sure I'm paying attention." Gordie said. "Sure, Gordie. But I usually don't have much notice myself, you might want to concentrate now." I said. Less than a minute later, it came, in large, gushing pulses. Gordie didn't watch, though. Instead, he caught it in his hand. Then, he used it as lubrication for his own penis. It wasn't exactly what I would have done, but it kind of made me happy that my seed wasn't going to waste for once. "DANNY? WHERE ARE YOU?!?!? SWEETHEART? HELLO? DANNY?!? IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, YOU BETTER RESPOND!" I heard my mom screaming from a distance, though she was getting closer. "Gordie, that's my mom. I gotta go." I picked up my clothes and frantically put them on. "Ohhhh....ummmm....SHIT...." Gordie grunted as he erupted on the floor.The red mushroom head turned purple as he exploded. I wish I had had some time to think about the moment. I'd never seen another guy cum before. I figured I'd have at least a few more chances, though. "I gotta go. We'll be in touch." I kissed him lightly on the cheek as I ran out. Yes, I was wearing the bikini's. Luckily, when I came up to my mom, I was behind her. "Danny, I've been looking everywhere for you. Did you see what time it is? We have to get home before dad so that we can be ready to go out to eat and run out the door as he gets home. Aren't you hungry?" She asked. "Yes, mom. I am pretty hungry." I responded. I was pretty hungry for a little more taste of Gordie's skin, but I wasn't going to tell her that. And I wasn't going to offer her an explanation as to where I was, or why I didn't have any underwear to pay for. If she forgot, it wasn't a big deal. In fact, it gave me an excuse to meet Gordie in the store because now I really did need to buy some underwear. My mom just ushered me directly out of the store. We had been there for at least an hour, and bought nothing at all. It wasn't my ideal way to shop, but I hadn't wanted to see Gordie there, either, and look where that had taken me! ------- And this is when you give me feedback so I know to continue the story... This is a continuation of Underwear-Shopping. I have been on a long leave of absence from the Nifty Archives, but I'm a "prolific author", and you should really check out my other stories under Blake Dorson. Email me at fantasy@eroticstories.com === This message was sent through the free email service of http://webmail.eroticstories.com ===