BULGING NYLON BRIEFS TEEN ORGY - 1
By JUSTIN SHORTS and ROB (scott_justin51@hotmail.com and Butch18@btinternet.com
- 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]