How I Met My Mens Thong Underwear Model
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“Have I got a guy for YOU!” Celia practically squealed through the phone.
“Celia, how many times have I asked you to stop finding guys for me?” I replied with overdone patience in my tone.
“Seriously, Jared, THIS guy is PERFECT for you! He’s a male model and his specialty is mens thong underwear! So you KNOW he’s got to be pretty impressive, right?”
I sighed deeply and rolled my eyes. My sister never gave up trying to hook me up with the perfect man. The last three that she hooked me up with were all nice enough, but each one had a bit of an issue. One had even still been mostly in the closet and expected me to understand that so we could sneak around when we went out. I’m all for excitement but I wasn’t willing to drive 100 miles to a town where we weren’t likely to be recognized just to have dinner. Another one was having some religious conflicts, which I respected but, again, didn’t want to deal with. The last one was still trying to “find himself,” which I totally get. But I don’t want to be 80 years old before I’m settled into a good and happy relationship. You see what I mean.
Celia is a great sister! She seriously is, and I love her a lot. It’s just that her track record with fixing me up with men hasn’t been all that promising. So you can see why I would be skeptical about her newest find for me even if he was a supermodel of mens thong underwear. Celia is also known for not ever giving up.
“Oh come ON, Jared! Please! Just meet him for a quick drink or coffee or something. If you don’t hit it off, then all you’ve wasted is an hour,” she pleaded.
“AWESOME!” She screamed. “He’ll be waiting for you at 7:00 tonight at that adorable little bar on Orchid.”
“Why am I not surprised?” I sighed. “Ok, I’ll be there.”
Right on the dot at 7:00PM, I walked into the bar. This was one of my favorite places to unwind because it was quiet and not so crowded all the time. I looked around at the people that were sitting around with drinks and relaxing and finally spotted a man drinking alone at the bar. Hesitantly, I approached the bar and greeted Tara, the bartender working there that night. She was already setting up my glass of red wine.
While this was going on, the man spoke to me.
“Hi, are you Jared?”
“I am,” I said as I turned to look at him. It’s a good thing that I had answered before seeing him because he was so beautiful that I was struck dumb. He might have been a mens thong underwear model, but he could have modeled ANYTHING. He had jet black hair fashioned into a sexy cut, and his ice blue eyes were studying me with a bit of amusement in them. I figured he probably got this sort of reaction all the time but I simply couldn’t help it. Then he smiled and I was in love. Gorgeous perfect white teeth flashed at me but it was the dimples that deepened into those chiseled cheek bones that were doing me in.
“It’s great to meet you, Jared. I’m Matthew,” he said as held out his hand.
We shook hands and I never wanted to let go. Maybe Celia hit a winner this time. He certainly had the perfect physical package from what I could tell. I was starting to regain my composure, which was a great thing, actually because suddenly I found myself wanting to impress this guy.
“Celia said that you were something special and I can see that she’s right about that,” I said. I hoped I wasn’t gushing but I couldn’t help but flirt a little. “She tells me that you’re a mens thong underwear model.”
“Yeah,” Matthew replied. “I kind of stumbled onto it when I was between jobs. It pays the bills.”
I had to agree that he probably made more than enough to pay the bills. We shared a laugh and then I asked him if he wanted to have dinner with me. He seemed to be pleased at the invitation and accepted. The bar specialized mostly in drinks but they also had a basic, but delicious, food menu. We moved over to one of the tables and ordered steaks and salad.
As we waited for our food to arrive, we talked and got to know each other a bit better. I asked Matthew more about his modeling gig and how he got into it.
“Actually, a friend of mine was recruiting models for a shoot for this website called koalaswim.com. They sell all kinds of sexy mens thong underwear, swimsuits and sort of specialty type of clothing items for me. I thought it sounded like fun and easy money, so I went for it. That sort of escalated into more modeling jobs. Since I’m not really modest and don’t mind showing off what I have, I started to be in demand in certain areas. Now, I freelance all the time but I still go back to koalaswim.com when they ask me.”
I found all of this very fascinating but as he was talking, I kept picturing him in those swimsuits and underwear. It was hard to even imagine what sort of “specialty” items he could be talking about but I sure wanted to know more. My cock had been doing a bit of a dance since I laid eyes on Matthew and it kept threatening to stand at full attention. That wasn’t going to look favorably on me, I was afraid. It was imperative that I stay in control because I definitely wanted to see more of this man. I especially wanted to see him in some mens thong underwear.
“Tell me more about those specialty items on koalaswim.com,” I asked.
“Sure, well, they’re always changing them because they want to stay new and up to date. But I can tell you about some of my favorite ones,” Matthew offered.
“That would be great!” I enthused.
“Ok, well one of them is called the Samurai. It’s kind of a fetish design, and it was made to be sort of like something those Japanese rope bondage guys use that tie people up. It’s made with this big metal cock ring and a Lycra one that adjusts to be tight and surrounds your entire penis. Then when you get hard, it’s held up straight by 3 more rings that are adjustable. It’s also got a ball splitter so it makes your balls look really nice in swimsuits. But it’s also a bit of a toy, if you know what I mean.” Matthew was actually sort of blushing a bit now. I, on the other hand, now had a raging hard on.
Thankfully, our food arrived and I had something to keep me occupied, which I was hoping would calm down my cock a bit. Sneaking some quick peeks at Matthew, I noticed that he even had a sexy way of eating. Yes, I was definitely going to have to buy my sister a very nice thank you gift for bringing this mens thong underwear model into my life.
As we finished eating, I was starting to think a bit desperately in the direction of how I was going to get this beautiful man to come home with me. It was still early, though, so I thought I should come up with something else for us to do for a couple of hours. As it turned out, I didn’t have to worry about it at all.
“Hey, Jared, I might be over reaching here, or something, but I’m having a really great time with you and I think you might be, too. If I’m not wrong about that, would you like to come home with me and hang out for a while?” Matthew asked.
I knew that I had to have a truly stupid smile on my face at that moment. It was so unbelievable that HE was asking ME to go home with him. I couldn’t agree fast enough but I also couldn’t resist cracking a little joke.
So I replied with, “Sure, Matthew. I would love hang out with you at your place. You just have to promise to give me a private mens thong underwear show.” I added a laugh to let him know that I was mostly joking.
He winked at me and said, “Well, you just never know what may happen.”
Matthew lived in this really upscale condo building that was known for also catering to some well-known public figures. His condo was nothing short of amazing in size, style and views. As he gave me the tour, it was all I could do to keep my mouth closed as it kept dropping open with each room. When we finally reached his huge bedroom, it was completely and totally magnificent.
“The cleaning lady was in today, so I figured it was safe to bring you back here,” he joked.
There was a sitting area in his bedroom with a sofa and a couple of overstuffed chairs placed strategically before a fireplace. I walked to that area and sat on the sofa.
“Matthew, I don’t even have the words to describe your place,” I stammered.
While I was talking he was rummaging around in this room sized walk in closet. Instructing me not to look, he pulled the door to the closet shut. I could hear him moving around but I had no clue what he was doing. Finally, I heard the door open and he said, “OK now you can turn around.”
And I did. He stood before me wearing only a totally sexy thong. In that moment, I could see exactly why he was a mens thong underwear model.
“Now, this,” Matthew said as he struck a pose, “is called The Tyrant Thong Bikini. The red color is guaranteed to get you noticed on any beach, and the style is totally ass flattering.”
“Oh my God,” I whispered. And I really did feel as if I was praying to this amazing Adonis standing before me. However, I wasn’t totally sure what I was supposed to do next. So I sat there, no longer worrying about whether he was noticing my bulging cock or not. I just wanted to get my hands on him.
“So, what do you think?” Matthew asked.
“I’m actually quite speechless,” I answered honestly. “At the same time, I’m harder than I think I’ve ever been in my life.”
“Is that so?” he teased as he sauntered closer to me. “Would you like a better look?”
“That would be my most fervent hope,” I replied.
Smiling down at me, Matthew leaned forward and put his mouth to mine. That kiss was the most explosive moment my sex life had held in forever. Our tongues tangoed with each other and he joined me on the sofa. Eventually, we moved to his bed, where he started to undress me somewhat frantically. That was fine with me because I couldn’t wait to have our naked bodies against each other.
We kissed long and deep as he lay on top of me. His cock was as hard as mine and they strained toward each other, massaging together. I reached down as we were kissing and removed that sexy bikini so I finally got my first real look at this mens thong underwear model’s cock. Wrapping my hand around it, I squeezed tightly and he answered with a loud groan. Pushing his cock up into my fist, he started a rhythmic movement as I reached my hand around and started to stroke his muscular, rounded ass.
Matthew pushed his thigh between mine, giving me the chance to move my engorged tool against his muscular leg. This was almost too much excitement for me as I started to leak pre-cum from the eye of my cock head. I moved my hand over his ass, bringing my finger closer to his golden little back hole. He was aware of what I was doing and bucked his ass a bit more so that I could reach it easier.
Oh yeah, Matthew knew where I was going and he wanted me to go there. Slipping my finger just inside that puckered hole, I teased his ass walls a little. He groaned and pushed back against my finger, taking it in even further. It was clear to me now that Matthew wanted to be fucked properly and who was I to deny him that? I was about to take charge of this situation.
Moving him off of me and over onto his stomach, I continued to keep teasing his asshole. I maneuvered my way around to his face so that my cock was pointing towards his mouth, which he willingly opened to start licking over the head. I pushed a little and he gobbled it up as far into his mouth as he could get it. Leaning over him so that my finger could continue to move in and out of his ass, I started to pump my cock in and out of his mouth, fucking the back of his throat over and over again.
I was getting so close to filling up his mouth that I had to stop. He was almost whimpering by the time I made my way around so that I was on my knees behind him, his ass in position. I took my cock and teased Matthew even more before driving it all the way inside his tight ass. Starting to move, I put my hands on his hips and started pump him. As I fucked him, I reached around and started to stroke his full balls that were so close to emptying, as was I.
I fucked him hard and deep until I was no longer able to hold back. With a final thrust, I roared as I exploded deep inside Matthew, only to be rewarded by a handful of his sweet wet cum. I could barely breathe and was having a hard time regaining my balance behind him. I withdrew and lay down beside him. Both of us were gasping for air and covered in a sheen of sweat.
“Oh, my God!” Matthew gasped. “That’s never happened to me before on a first date!”
“Would you say that this is your best first date ever?” I chuckled.
“Well, why don’t you join me for a shower and we’ll talk about it,” he laughed.
Yes, I did need to thank my sister for sending this gorgeous mens thong underwear model to me. In fact, she’s going to be standing up with me for the wedding ceremony that Matthew and I are having next weekend. I figured that would be a fitting honor since she finally did find the man of my dreams for me.