Matt's Jocks
I got a pair of Matt's dirty jocks.
It was late Friday night, Daniel had been out drinking. He came home blind drunk.
As it turned out, Matt came home at the same time, just a bit after, with shopping.
It was his first shop, you know, since he has been on his new salary. Daniel insisted he try them all on. Shirts, jeans. Then it came to the jocks.
“Put them on.”
“What?” said Matt.
“Put them on, man up,” said Daniel. “We want to see you in your jocks.”
Daniel knew Matt fancied him, because I told him, so something was working here, but in reverse.
“Come on,” said Daniel.
Matt stripped off his black jocks. Nice hairy arse. Daniel looked at me behind Daniel’s back, as if to say, check that out.
Daniel got Matt to spin around slowly, and sometimes provocatively in his undies, his eyes continual checking over to see what I was looking at.
I saw Matt in his jocks. I saw Matt out of his jocks.
I still can’t believe it, Daniel spun Matthew around naked and posed. He’s got a nice dick, it looks like it would come up big and hard.
At one point Daniel grabbed a handful of Matt and just fondled Matt dressed only in his undies. “You can fill a pair of jocks,” Daniel slurred, feeling Matt’s cock and balls. He literally stood there in front of me and fondled Matt’s genitals, and Matt let him. Daniel was way more smashed than we’d given him credit for.
“Here, feel his nuts,” Daniel slurred.
Matthew instinctively moved away from me.
“Hey Dan, you may have had enough.”
“Let’s put him to bed,” said Matthew, the full underwear model.
Anyway, confused Matt made his departure, still in the last new pair of undies he tried on. His used black jocks lay on the floor next to the couch.
I have masturbated furiously over the last few days, sniffing Matt’s jocks hard up in my nostrils. I reckon he’d worn them for a few days. He said he was desperate for new when he came home with his shopping. They are great. I am sure I can smell his arse and his foreskin.
It was late Friday night, Daniel had been out drinking. He came home blind drunk.
As it turned out, Matt came home at the same time, just a bit after, with shopping.
It was his first shop, you know, since he has been on his new salary. Daniel insisted he try them all on. Shirts, jeans. Then it came to the jocks.
“Put them on.”
“What?” said Matt.
“Put them on, man up,” said Daniel. “We want to see you in your jocks.”
Daniel knew Matt fancied him, because I told him, so something was working here, but in reverse.
“Come on,” said Daniel.
Matt stripped off his black jocks. Nice hairy arse. Daniel looked at me behind Daniel’s back, as if to say, check that out.
Daniel got Matt to spin around slowly, and sometimes provocatively in his undies, his eyes continual checking over to see what I was looking at.
I saw Matt in his jocks. I saw Matt out of his jocks.
I still can’t believe it, Daniel spun Matthew around naked and posed. He’s got a nice dick, it looks like it would come up big and hard.
At one point Daniel grabbed a handful of Matt and just fondled Matt dressed only in his undies. “You can fill a pair of jocks,” Daniel slurred, feeling Matt’s cock and balls. He literally stood there in front of me and fondled Matt’s genitals, and Matt let him. Daniel was way more smashed than we’d given him credit for.
“Here, feel his nuts,” Daniel slurred.
Matthew instinctively moved away from me.
“Hey Dan, you may have had enough.”
“Let’s put him to bed,” said Matthew, the full underwear model.
Anyway, confused Matt made his departure, still in the last new pair of undies he tried on. His used black jocks lay on the floor next to the couch.
I have masturbated furiously over the last few days, sniffing Matt’s jocks hard up in my nostrils. I reckon he’d worn them for a few days. He said he was desperate for new when he came home with his shopping. They are great. I am sure I can smell his arse and his foreskin.
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