It wasn't that Jimmy and I had fallen out, more that we didn't want a full-blown LTR. We settled on a FWB/open-type idea, seeing each other every few weeks.
One of the little fetishes we've developed is having sex in our underwear. The jock I was fucked in has never been washed. It gets me incredibly horny. I've wanked into it many times.
Occasionally, I'll wear it under my suit at work. It gives me a semi all day. The first time Jimmy kept his on, he was wearing a PUMP! thong. It was easy to pull the string to one side and slide in.
We have since bought pants just to fuck in. We like to role-play. I'll rip his jeans or shorts down, pull my dick through the hole in my boxers and fuck hard. He pretends he's being raped. (I'm not mocking those who have genuinely been sexually assaulted).
After we've cum, we tidy ourselves up and go to the pub, a sticky mess around our genitals. I like it when he's assertive. We were out cycling. We stopped in a lay-by, he ripped the seam on the back of my shorts and fucked me through them at the roadside.
He has also acquired a pair of faux leather, with a split in the rear and a flap that folds down at the front. I have some rather fem French knickers, loose enough to fuck in. The silk is now a bit stiff around the gusset. We have a drawer full of cum stained underwear, but the jock remains my favourite.
I was at work, and confided in Stu about the fetish he and his brother had started. He became visibly aroused when I told him about what Jimmy and I got up to. We hatched a plot. I invited Jimmy over that weekend.
When he arrived, we kissed and cuddled on the sofa. We had stripped to our underwear, me in my jock, Jimmy in see-through lace briefs. There was a knock at the door and Stu walked in, smartly dressed in a suit. I hauled him into the bedroom, followed by Jimmy.
I slowly undressed him, till he was down to a C-in-2 thong, with his stiff dick poking out to one side. Jimmy went down on him, pulling his balls out, so he could lick and suck everywhere. I eased the string to one side, pulled his cheeks apart and rimmed him, getting my tongue well into the hole.
I replaced my tongue with my cock. Jimmy still sucked him, while jacking himself. With the string of Stu's thong rubbing on my shaft, I didn't last long, but it was enough to make Stu fire into Jimmy's mouth.
Unfortunately, the bedroom carpet soaked up Jimmy's cum, not for the first time. We lounged around in damp underwear, recovering from the fast fuck, the smell of sex pervading the atmosphere. Stu dressed immaculately again, saying he would wear the thong to work next day.
He also mentioned that his brother would love to get involved....
