My Thong Addiction

My teen gay boyfriend and I have been together for over two years now. Until recently, I thought he was straight laced when it came to sex. I mean we had a good sex life. Most of the time he would wear what I asked him too, if I was feeling a little kinky. The only thing I ever ask him to wear would be a pair of tights and leotards. There was just something about seeing him dressed like that. I guess I always have had a fixation about tights and leotards. He knew that and sometimes he would let me wear them to bed with him. When that happened it really made for a good sex night. I tried to talk to him into bondage but he would never go for that. At least I tried.

A couple of years ago a new teen gay, Jim, started to work at the same place my teen gay boyfriend works. He was five years younger than Sherwin, my teen gay boyfriend is 18 years old and Jim is only 13 years old. He had a body that wouldn't quit. He and my teen gay boyfriend became very good friends. Jim lived in some apartments not too far from our subdivision. He thought my teen gay boyfriend into taking aerobics with him at a nearby gym. Now with my tights and leotards obsession seeing them dressed in those everyday drove me crazy. They both wore the tightest outfits they could find. I especially loved it when they would wear the thong leotards. I used to love to make love to my teen gay boyfriend when he came home from the gym all sweaty and worked up and we used to do that quite often. However, all of the sudden that stopped, he would always say he was too tired to have sex. Finally, I just gave up and quit asking. I could always put on a pair of tights and leotards and have sex on my own. It sure wasn't the same but it was all I could do.

One Saturday, our oldies were gone for the weekend and I was supposed to be fishing for the day I found out why Sherwin was always too tired for sex, with me. I was riding with my brother in law to the lake. It started raining so we decided to call off the fishing trip. He dropped me off at the house about ten that morning. I saw Jim's car in the driveway and figured he and my teen gay boyfriend had gone shopping. I took a shower and went into my father's room to work on his stereo. I guess I fell asleep. The front door closing woke me up. I heard Sherwin and Jim coming down the hall. I was going to let them know I was home early but they went into our bedroom and closed the door. That's when I decided to find out what was going on.

I stayed in my father's bedroom until I heard our bedroom door open a couple of minutes later. I heard Sherwin asking Jim he wanted a beer as he walked out of the bedroom. I stayed quiet until Sherwin came back from the kitchen and went back in our bedroom. This time he didn't shut the door. I stayed where I was until I didn't hear any noise coming from where they were. What I did finally hear I wasn't sure if I did hear it. There were quiet little moans coming from the bedroom along with the little giggles people make when they are being tickled.

I silently walked to the bedroom door and peeked around the corner. What I saw made my heart sink down to the bottom of my stomach. It really hurt and shocked me at first until my male hormones kicked it and I started getting excited. I figured I would face my feelings later. This was, hopefully, going to be fun to watch. They were both standing in front of the closet doors looking at themselves in the mirrors and rubbing each other's butts. They would bend over and touch the floor to give each other a good rear view. Each time they did that the thong part of the leotard would disappear up the hard-on cock. I would have given anything to be the material of those leotards. Jim turned the lights out and they both got in the bed. There was still just enough light coming through the curtains for me to see them. However, it was dark where I sat down on the floor behind the chair to watch them.

Sherwin got on top of Jim and went down to his hard-on cock and started to rub Jim's balls until Jim started moving his body to match Sherwin’s strokes. Jim started moaning louder and Sherwin quit rubbing and buried his face in Jim's hard-on cock. I could hear him sucking Jim's hard-on cock through the tights and leotards until Jim reached up and peeled his tights and leotards off. Then he pushed Sherwin's face back down on him. Sherwin stuck his finger in Jim's asshole and kept sucking on his balls until Jim was bucking around on the bed like he was going crazy. That's what I used to do to Sherwin so I guess I did something right. When Jim settled down Sherwin pulled his finger out and stuck it in Jim's mouth. He licked it until all of his juices were off the finger.

Sherwin took his tights and leotards off and put his butt right on Jim's face. I couldn't see but I could imagine Jim's nose sticking right in Sherwin's butt hole. That must have been what happened because Jim started making little sucking noises on Sherwin's butt hole while Sherwin started masturbating himself. He grabbed one of Jim's nipples with his other hand and started moving it between his fingers.

Jim pulled his knees up and pushed Sherwin down to where Sherwin's face was right in his hard-on cock and Sherwin's hard-on cock was pushed right up in Jim's face. It was like a race, then. Both of them sucking and licking so hard I was about to shoot off in my pants just watching them. They both had an orgasm at the same time. When they had finished Sherwin rolled off of Jim and both of them lay there not moving. I could see both of their bodies glistening with each other's juices. I just wanted to pile on and start licking until they kicked me out.

They both rolled over and started playing with each other's butt. I couldn't stand it anymore. I reached around to the dresser, pulled one of my drawers open, and pulled out the pair of tights and leotards I had hidden under my socks. I sneaked out of the bedroom, went back in my father's room, and put them on. Then I crawled back into the bedroom where they were. Sherwin and Jim were still lying there rubbing each other's butt. I knew it wouldn't take me long to shoot off when I was wearing my stuff. So, I tried not to move around. The more I move the better chance I had to rub my penis against the material of the tights and then I would lose my load for sure.

I thought they were still just lying there until I saw Jim start moving his hips back and forth. Then I heard him gasp and tell Sherwin to be a little gentler. Then I saw what Sherwin was doing. He had two fingers stuck up Jim's butt hole moving then in and out slowly. The faster Jim moved his hips the faster Sherwin went in and out of Jim's butt. Sherwin put his other hand on his own asshole and stuck three fingers up himself and matched the in and out movement he was doing on Jim. Well, that's about all it took for me. I could feel the bulge in my hard-on cock getting harder and the juices were flowing that way.

They went on with each other for another ten minutes and finally both of them started breathing harder. I knew it wouldn't be long then. Their moaning started getting louder. I was rubbing my legs together and getting really close to losing my juices when both of them had an orgasm. I closed my eyes and shot off all over myself inside the tights. I must have moved too much because they both suddenly got quiet. I opened my eyes and saw them both looking my way. Sherwin reached over, turned the lamp on, and saw me sitting there dressed like I was.

They both tried to cover their bodies up but Sherwin couldn't move too fast because Jim was sitting on his hand with his fingers still up his rear end. I could see that Sherwin was getting mad but then he calmed down. He really couldn't get mad at me for wearing tights and leotards when he had just had incredible sex with another teen gay in front of me. I was embarrassed that they saw me like that. In addition, I had a big juicy mess in my tights but it had felt so good I didn't care.

I walked out and sat on the couch. I didn't bother to change clothes. Both of them came out of the bedroom later and sat down on the floor looking at me. There, we all sat wearing the same tights and leotards we started out in. The only difference was that I was getting excited again seeing them like that and I already had a bulge in my hard-on cock again. I told Sherwin that I knew he never would make love with me again. He smiled and told me I never knew, he kind of like me dressed the way I was. We never mentioned what happened that morning again. They still get together all the time. I'll never get to see them together. But as long as he doesn't make fun of me when I wear my little outfit I guess we can all be happy.