His cock was hard, swollen .......... bulging in the white nylon thong I'd slipped on him, balls held tight forced forwards. I'd soaked them in hot water before I slid them up his muscular thighs ......... so when I pulled them up tight they were transparent against his flesh ....... his balls and shaft clearly visible, straining against the flimsy material. I was kneeling before him adjusting the thin waistband straps , turning him to face the full length mirror in his bedroom. Other than the thong he was naked. So was I, a white thong covering my cock and balls too. We'd been chatting on SH for a few months before this meet and he'd always insisted he was 'straight'.....his Profile said so ........ yet every time he logged on he posted very sexy pictures of himself in tight revealing sports gear ...... lycra briefs, running leggings showing off his big bulge in his videos, unitards showing his cheeks, nipples and bulging cock .......... and he flirted with guys every time, so when I chatted to him about how I loved sexy gear too we had common interest ......... until I mentioned a meet. That's when he said again he was 'straight' and not interested in meets for sex. So we kept chatting each time we were both on SH ........ and flirting, swapping pictures ........ and in DM's and whispers I started to chat about some horny experiences I'd had when wearing sexy briefs, shorts, leggings ......... he became more and more interested, asking questions about where and when I'd met guys, especially guys who liked the same sort of gear ........... guys I'd meet and let fondle me, grope me, that turned him on big time though he said he'd never done anything like that.

Over the months, whenever we I saw him online, it was clear he loved all the compliments and attention he got from guy's wanting to wank or suck him ......... and he posted more and more pictures, he was buying new stuff all the time to show off his body and cock though he never revealed anything ......... just showed his bulge. When we chatted, always in whispers ( coz he was 'straight') he asked more and more questions about guys groping and fondling .......... and he asked about my photos, who'd done them and some of the gear I wore ......... saying it turned him on. I suggested a few times we meet, even just to chat but he kept turning me down. Then after 3 or 4 months I was on cam wearing some new thongs and he commented on them, asking where I got them, how they showed off my cock and balls beautifully, where could he get one? I told him he could try mine if he liked, just try them on ......... nothing else ........ he could visit me ........ he was very very hesitant, kept making excuses for weeks .......... but kept mentioning it ........ until one day he suggested I visited him. ......... 'just to try a few things on' ....... and that's how we ended up here.

He lives alone, new estate, 35 minutes from me. Opened the door wearing tracksuit trousers and zip hoody. Clean shaven, good looking in his late 20's. I followed him into the living room and he mumbled and stuttered around nervously. We chatted a while in his living room about how wearing this stuff made us feel sexy and how we loved comments from guys ....... but he kept saying he was 'straight'. I told him I'd brought some briefs and shorts to show him if he wanted he could try mine on and I'd try his. I was already hard at the idea. We went upstairs. In his bedroom he'd laid out his outfits on the bed ...... leggings, leotards, unitards, shorts, briefs, thongs, mainly in soft shiny material, ciré, nylon, lycra. I recognised a few pieces from his videos and photographs and asked to see him 'in the flesh' wearing some. He went into the bathroom to get changed ..... he was 'straight'...... carrying some leggings he'd worn in a video when he went running, his big cock and balls swinging, bouncing around inside the fabric. When he reappeared I let out a 'WOW, you look great, a real turn on' ..... and asked him to turn and show me from the back ...... they were skin tight and showed off his cock and balls beautifully but I said they were wrinkled at the back and could I 'adjust' them for him? He just nodded and I squatted down behind him, my hands on his hips, then smoothed the fabric across his tight cheeks, slipping my hand between his legs to 'smooth' the fabric onhis thighs. My hand just brushed his balls and I could feel him getting hard.

Next I handed him some lycra 3/4 running shorts, white, cropped and when he came out of the bathroom I repeated my compliments and told him to look at himself in the full length mirror. I told him he'd drive everybody wild if he went out wearing those but that the fabric was wrinkled again at his knees and I'd 'adjust' it. Squatting by his side I watched in the mirror as my hands went very slowly up from his ankles, stretching and pulling the elastic material down then smoothing it out along his thighs, his cock , making a fabulous bulge, now visibly swollen. He was naked except for the running shorts. I stood behind him, reached round and pulled them up at the waistband making his bulge more obvious. 'Doesn't that look better?' I asked ....... he stood silent, admiring himself in the mirror. I told him I wanted to slip something on and he should try my black ciré running shorts. While he was in the bathroom I stripped off and slipped on a white nylon thong. I was already wearing three cock rings, two black silicone, one around my balls the other around the shaft of my cock plus a solid steel ring around my cock all making my cock and balls bulge forward inside the sheer nylon thong. When he came back he stared at me, naked in the thong and asked about the cock rings I was wearing, saying he'd never worn one. I asked if he'd like to try now and handed him a black silicone cock and ball sling. He turned away from me, hunched his shoulders to put it on. He was struggling with it, fumbling, his hands down the front of the black shorts so I asked 'Do you want me to show you?' He was red in the face when he turned back and handed me the sling. I knelt in front of him waiting ...... after all he was 'straight' ....... .he slowly pulled his semi hard cock and balls from the shorts, his head tilted back, staring at the ceiling, not wanting to accept I was there about to touch his cock. Smooth, hairless cock and balls like me. I told him it'd hurt for a moment, pulled the silicone wide then slipped it around his balls and pushed his cock through. He gasped and winced a little as I pulled up his shorts covering him ....... then stood next to him and looked at us both in the mirror, two guys naked, cocks bulging in sexy briefs. I began to stroke mine all the time watching his face.

For the next 20 minutes I had him wearing a selection of his sexy outfits, leotards, unitards, briefs, jockstraps, thongs ...... and each one I told him needed some 'adjustment' so I could squat or kneel to touch him, my hands delicately stroking, nudging, brushing against his body in lycra, nylon or ciré and every time noticing his cock getting harder, bigger, thicker. When he had a leotard on I told him the shoulder straps were crossed and, standing behind him, my cock stiff in the thong, nestled against his cheeks, reached round and straightened the straps, my hands brushing his nipples, erect.

He'd been so excited, wearing and posing in the outfits I don't think he realised I'd been working my way through everything, the outfits getting skimpier and skimpier ....... my hands touching him each time, my breath on his cock as I knelt before him making 'adjustment's' to the leg of some shorts he had on ......... so finally I handed him a white nylon thong, like I was wearing. I asked if he'd like me to dress him ....... and again he only nodded, didn't speak ...... I knelt in front of him, put my hands on his hips and very, very slowly slid down the black ciré shorts, his cock, rigid now pushing against the material until it sprang free, fully erect, pointing to the ceiling. His hands went down to cover it as he watched me rolling the shorts gently down and off. I told him to raise his feet and step into the thong, then, leaning closer to him I slid the thin straps of the thong up and along his muscular thighs. I said 'I need to tuck this big boy inside, is that alright?' and when he nodded took hold of his cock and tucked it inside the flimsy material, pulling the straps higher making it bulge even more. I looked back in the mirror then said 'What would make that look even better would be some oil ........ shall we try some?' He nodded, silent again. I poured some from the bottle in my bag, filling my palm, then kneeling in front again I began to anoint his cock and balls through the nylon. I turned to look in the mirror, slipping my left hand between his cheeks cupped his balls inside the oiled thong and rolled them. I massaged the oil onto his stomach, his thighs, his nipples all the time stroking, rolling, tugging gently his balls. He was ramrod stiff in the thong, the fabric was pulling away from his belly his hard on was so strong.

On my knees I leaned my head into his stomach, my face nestled against his cock. His balls, tight in the cock sling, separated from his cock ....... I bent forward and sucked his balls through the thong ....... I heard him gasp, felt his body stiffen but he didn't move. Holding his balls with my left hand I pulled the flimsy strap of the waistband down with my right hand. His cock sprang out and up slapping my face. My fingers feathered it delicately, up and down, a wanking motion, hardly touching it ....... his eyes were closed one minute, head tilted back ..... the next he stared wide-eyed at his reflection in the mirror. He was trembling as my fingers teased his oiled, uncut, cock ....... rolling the foreskin back, holding it there until it was stinging, releasing it, breathing on it, rolling it again ....... then, pulling the thong down and sliding it off, exposed his full cock and balls. I had him naked, feet wide apart ......... I held his balls and then, roughly, began to wank his cock, hard, fast ..... his hand touched my shoulder for support as I tugged slowly, firmly, his balls down as I wanked his shaft hard. His breathing was laboured, he was moaning, writhing his hips ........ I knew he'd cum soon so I put my head against his belly, my mouth an inch from his cock ....... leaned down and took his full length in my mouth. I stopped wanking him ......... just held his cock in my mouth until I gagged, then rolling and tugging his balls began sucking him, slowly, deeply, making love to his cock, pacing it, measuring his breathing, saliva rolling down his shaft ........ I leaned back looking at it, hot, almost steaming, the exposed glans shiny, wet, stretched taut with a hint of pre cum ........ I tossed him fast and hard until, as I felt his body stiffen I leaned in took his cock in my mouth and felt his spunk hit the back of my throat. I wanked him hard, his spunk filling my mouth, spurt after spurt until his body shook and he tried to move away. But I had my arm around his thigh, held tightly, my hand between his legs holding his balls as I slowed the wanking, draining his balls of every drop ....... then rubbed his softening cock against my face, wiping the spunk off it. As he went to the bathroom I told him to slip the thong back on, I wanted to take pictures next.

Part 2 to follow

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