
GUYS' PANTIES PLAY IN THE LOCKER ROOM
COPYRIGHT © 1997 The Author - All Rights Reserved - No Reproduction
I have always wanted to expose myself in my panties to other guys. Actually, I would love to be able to frolic around in just my panties with one or more guys. Just thinking of this gives me a hard on in my panties as I tell this story.
I recently want to a Chicago suburb for a business conference. The hotel had a very extensive health club attached, and I decided to go down for a workout. I was wearing my flowered nylon panties that day and had been playing with myself through my silky panties in my room. Thus, I was pretty hot. I decided to play out a fantasy and wear panties in the health club locker room.
I changed into bright blue nylon panties and took along some aquamarine colored nylon panties to put on after a workout and shower. It was about mid morning as I headed for the spa. I enjoyed the workout immensely with my panties under my gym shorts. Afterwards, I removed my shorts leaving on my panties and t-shirt while I prepared to shower. The shirt just about covered my panties but not quite. A couple of guys sort of checked me out, but said nothing. I was so aroused by their looking at me that I became very hard in my blue panties. Fortunately the t-shirt covered up my boner.
I calmed down a bit and removed my t-shirt and panties, then showered. Afterwards, I returned to my locker. I noticed one of the guys who had noticed my blue panties was still hanging around the locker room, stealing glances at me off and on. I wanted him to see me on my aquamarine panties, but decided to put on a clean t-shirt first. Like the first t-shirt, this one was just about long enough to cover my panties, but not quite. My cock began to stiffen at the thought of slipping into the silky blue/green panties in front of other guys. I reached into my locker and retrieved the panties, then quickly stepped into them. My cock was immediately stimulated and became nicely hard. The panties were Vanity Fair silky nylon briefs, so they covered and hugged my hard dick wonderfully under my almost-too-short t-shirt.
I walked into the part of the locker room where the mirrors are and began brushing my hair. As I did so, my shirt rose up and allowed a great view of my nylon panties. My "admirer" strolled into the room and stood only a few feet away using the same mirror I was using. I made sure he got a good look at my pretty blue/green nylon panties. I know he was unsure if I really had on silky men's briefs or real panties. I loved the feeling of teasing him by exposing my panties to him.
We smiled at each other. I finished brushing and turned to walk away. He obviously wasn't going to waste the opportunity. "I see we may have the same taste in underwear," he said in an almost whisper tone so no one else might hear. We were the only two within earshot anyway, however. "Well, we just might," I replied. "Where do you buy nylon briefs like those?" he asked. This was my chance...my cock was growing again in the silky panties! "On the Vanity Fair rack in the women's department," I whispered. He smiled knowingly and whispered back loudly, "They're really girls panties aren't they!" I smiled and nodded, becoming more excited by the moment in my panties. "I just love the way they feel," I said. "They are so comfortable."
"I like to wear panties too," my new friend said. "But I don't think I could ever wear them in a place like this or in front of another guy."
"I didn't think I could either, but decided to be a bit bold today," I asserted. "And look, It's already worked in my favor since I finally found another guy in this world who likes panties too! I thought I might be the only one around."
We both chuckled nervously as we walked slowly back to where my locker was. The locker room was empty at this point. I was growing a pretty good hard on in my panties from exposing them to this guy. My t-shirt covered it up, though. As I reached into my locker for my clothes, he got a pretty good glimpse of my hard on. "Hey, it looks like panties affect you the same way they affect me" he said, as he sat down on the banch between the locker rows for a better look. This made me even harder and I wondered if he was hard in his gym shorts. I couldn't see, though since his gym shirt covered the front of his shorts.
I turned red, I'm sure. "Well I guess I can't deny that I'm excited about showing off my panties to another guy. I've long fantasized about doing that," I said. "Wow, me too!" my new friend said. "Pull up you shirt and give me a good look," he asked. I nervously complied, flushed with the erotic excitement of the moment, modeling my sexy panties for another man. I held my shirt up well above the waist band of my panties are turned all the way around so he could see me front and back My hard cock was tenting my panties incredibly in the front.
"Oh that is hot!" he exclaimed. "Look," he said, lifting his gym shirt to reveal his cock tenting his gym shorts. "Never seen a guy in panties before. Guess it makes me wish I had my own panties on," he asserted as he grabbed and squeezed his cock through the nylon shorts.
"Have any panties here in the hotel with you?" I asked. "No, but I bet I can get some at Stones Department Store. It's only a block or two away. Want to go panties shopping with me?" he asked. I couldn't believe what was happening. One of my great erotic fantasies was coming to life. Shopping for panties with another guy while I am wearing my own panties! "Sure," I said, "but you'll have to let me help pick out the colors of your new panties!" "No problem," he replied. "Sounds like a fair proposition."
My panties were beginning to get a wet spot from my protruding cock. I was by now incredibly hot! "Whew, you've got me so hot I could cream these panties!", I said in a whisper tone. I pulled my shirt up again so he could see my silky panties getting wet. He started to rub his own cock again while he stared at my now throbbing, pantied hard on. "Why not let it go, man?", he asked. "Give us both a thrill!"
I couldn't resist. With one hand I held my shirt up over my panties and with the other hand I began to gently rub my cock through the silky panties material. My cock was incredibly hard and hot, and it was making my tenting panties very wet with pre cum. He continued to stroke himself through his nylon shorts as he drooled over the sight before him. There was clearly no one around, so I ground my hips for him, making the filmy panties ride up and down on my rock hard cock. The feeling was incredible! We were both breathing hard and staring at each other. He pulled the elastic waist band of his gym shorts away exposing the tip of his hard on. He teased me by fingering and playing with the end of his cock while I continued to put on my panties modeling show for him, bumping, grinding and rubbing.
"Let's cum together", he whispered. "OK, I'm about ready," I exclaimed. As soon as I said that I couldn't hold it any longer. My cock started spurting through my pretty panties. My friend's cock let go as soon as he saw my panties filling with cum. He let the elastic of his shorts snap back to catch the cum from his pulsating cock, but not before a huge spurt of cum shot out and soaked his t-shirt. We both groaned, smiled and rubbed ourselves as we watched each other. I leaned back against the lockers, stiffened and crossed my legs so the panties would hug my cock even more, and enjoyed the ecstacy of the warm cum spreading over the front of my panties while I watched my new friend's gym shorts soak up his hot cum.
The feeling lasted several minutes. Exhausted, we finally stopped stroking and panting. "Wow, are we soaked! Maybe we better get the hell out of here before we both get caught in the act!", I said. He nodded in agreement, apparently unable to speak from being so drained. I slipped on my own gym shorts over my cum soaked panties and we both headed for the locker room door.
"Don't forget our panties shopping date," I whispered as we left the spa. "Let's meet in the lobby at, say, 2:00 p.m." "OK", he gasped, and we both headed for our respective rooms to clean up.
Next. . . . . the shopping trip?