“Holy fuck,” Sexy said.
“Wow! It looked big in the other room, but
this shit’s ridiculous,” Anytime said.
“I don’t think I can get my thong on,” I
said, dropping it onto Sexy’s head.
“No problem,” Sexy replied, looking up with a
smile, but then putting his eyes back on my cock.
They each lifted one of my feet out of my
abandoned shorts and boxers, and then Sexy took the thong and
guided my feet through the leg openings. Anytime stood there
looking short-changed. As Sexy moved the thong just above my knees,
he got a funny look on his face. I imagined that it was the look
that a straight man got making out when he wasn’t sure if it was
okay to put a hand on his date’s boob yet.
“I always have the hardest time putting it in
this type of underwear. Can you do it?” I asked.
“Yeah, sure,” Sexy said, smiling at me as he
pulled the thong up to right before my balls.
“I’ve got those,” Anytime said, putting his
hand on my balls and lifting them. “You get the thong.”