Not to sound sheltered, but for my whole life, I had always worn boxers. Never had I laid eyes on a thong, spandex brief, G-string, or bikinis for men. At least, not until I met Pierce. He was a man I saw all the time at work. He often wore a suit, and looked very rugged, like a real man’s man. I never thought he would have asked for the number of a scrawny guy like me. I have always been petite compared to other boys. My friends often told me I was a “twink.” I guess Mr. Rugged liked those types of guys. When I texted him that night, he asked to meet me at the gay club about 10 miles from my house. I showered, put on my nicest pair of silk boxers, and headed out the door.
I had been to the club before, but never with anyone. I did not see him at first, and was a little relieved. My boxers were riding up, and I was wishing I had worn a spandex brief or thong, but I did not own anything else. I started to feel uncomfortable when an arm wrapped around my waist and a drink was placed in my hand. Pierce was there, looking finer than he ever had in a suit. I was impressed, stressed, and tempted. I wanted to touch him, but held back at the risk of looking desperate. He downed a few drinks with me, and we talked for a while. When we both got a little tipsy, we started dancing. I had never felt this way before. I do not think I was in love, but I was definitely loving the way he looked, smelled, and moved. The feeling of his body against mine was almost more than I could bare.
When we finished dancing, we left the club and headed straight for my house. When I got him through the door, our hands were all over each other. He kissed me deeply, pressing his firm chest to mine. I could feel the muscles in his arms tense and tremble as he gripped me. He took off his shirt, and I felt like I was staring at a Greek god. When he took off his pants, I saw his own spandex brief. They really did look hot on this guy. He had tight glutes and a big cock that filled everything out in all of the right places. I took my pants off next, revealing my best silk boxers. He paused for a minute, staring at my body. Finally, he looked at me and said, “If you don’t take those ugly things off, I’ll rip them off for you.”
The night still ended happily for both of us. He gave me some great advice that night, though, “EXPAND YOUR WARDROBE.”