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Union Suits

traveler_ron

underwear is my fetish, jocks and all others
An unexpected story...

The following ‘event’ happened the same day that I received my union suit from Jockstrap central. To better understand I need to go back in time first.

As a young adult (long time ago when the animals still talked) I had a good friend who married a woman that coincidently was also a friend of mine. I was invited to their marriage as his best man. They had one lovely daughter with whom I am occasionally still in touch. But the happy marriage didn’t last that long and finally they divorced. My friend was emotionally broken and for many hours I was his shoulder to cry on. That created an even stronger bond between us.
After a year or two he finally was mentally strong enough to open up for a new relationship. He met a wonderful younger woman, also divorced and having a young son.
My friend explained to his new wife and stepson how helpful I had been to him as a real friend for the good days and (unfortunately) also for the many bad days. So the four of us became good friends.

My friend loved swimming, and so do I. We always shared locker cabins and saw each other naked all the time but nothing ever happened. After all he was/is a genuine heterosexual while I am gay. He was about the first to know I was gay. For the rest of the world I remained in the closet.
one day my friend brought his stepson to the swimming pool and the three of us shared the same cabin. At least once or twice a month we went swimming together and we kept sharing the cabin to change clothes. My friend never asked if it was OK to bring in his stepson and for me it was only natural … good friends you know. As far as I remember I never saw the stepson looking at my nakedness with special interest. I heard from my friend about the girlfriends he was seeing. A few of them I have met myself. From time to time I learned that the stepson was living together with a girlfriend but apparently it never lasted long.
I even remember me asking my friend if his stepson would not be a closeted gay. My friend insisted: NO!

End of last year I had a discussion with friends about what to wear for the cold weather (under and upper wear). One of them came up with a onesie/jumpsuit/union suit story. Underwear being my fetish I began to search the internet about them. What I found didn’t attract me at all: I saw many Michelin-like guys wearing extremely baggy onesies. And then by coincidence while googling once again I saw a sexy picture of a guy in a onesie. It was called a union suit. Following that link I arrived at the Nasty Pig website, I got aroused almost immediately and decide to buy. I sent the link to my friend but nobody reacted nor seemed interested.
Last month I decided to order one. But for weeks the order got stuck somewhere in NY state. Around that time I discovered the Jockstrap central website and saw the same union suit …at a discounted price. I spoke about it to a friend in Thailand and to my Belgian friend. They both asked me to order one for them as well.
My (Belgian) friend wanted the stellar blue while I ordered the crimson red.
The ‘red&blue’ arrived on Wednesday. I SMS’ed my friend to come and pick it up. When he saw the red one he changed his mind. We had a ‘discussion’ as friends and the result was: he proposed we would swap from time to time. I agreed.

A few hours later, early evening, I received an SMS from his stepson. He asked me to come over for a drink at his apartment and to bring my red union suit. At first I was a bit puzzled about this request but given our history as good friends I agreed and didn’t think too much about it.
I drove to his place. When I got there he opened the door of his apartment dressed in the blue union suit of his stepfather. It came somewhat as I surprise to me. The union suit had only arrived a few hours earlier and it was already in somebodies hands (or rather whole body). As I looked at him in a quick glance from head to toe I noticed he had a hardon, the snaps closed as far as I could see. Again I didn’t pay too much attention.

We sat down together on the coach. He put some nuts and chips on the table, opened a bottle of chilled Chardonnay. He said: ad fundum to us. So we finished our glass in one time. (Some sort of tradition but for the first glass only!) He poured another glass while asking me to put on my red union suit in his bedroom. I went to the bedroom, fully undressed and started to put on the union suit. I hadn’t closed the door because nothing unseen yet. But because of that I didn’t realize he had come in as well. Just as I began to close the chest side snaps, I felt him touching my butt saying: no need to close them all. I was so focused on closing snaps that this move came as a total surprise to me and I wasn’t capable to reply anything.
I turned my head and he continued: I will help you unbuttoning the butt side. I was still so surprised (even shocked I think) that I only said: why? I didn’t even think of telling him to stop! He opened several snaps until down my crotch.
That is better, he said, let’s go sit on the coach and have a chat. I followed him to the coach but as I turned around to sit I noticed that about half of the snaps on his belly side were open. I saw his balls and hardon peeking out. Over the years I had seen him naked so times before in locker cabins but never ever with a hardon. I never noticed any interest of him in me, even when fully naked, and not even when only him and I went for swimming.

He saw how amazed I was and said: don’t tell me you don’t like what you see. I nodded almost robotically . He stood in front of me, his hardon pointing towards me. He came closer and as his cock’s head touched my lips I opened my mouth and he shove slowly inside as far as he could. I put my arms around his waist trying to open his butt side snaps. I began to suck his cock but almost immediately he ‘changed’ that to a face fuck. I understood he had taken the lead and would keep it for the rest of the evening.
After some time he opened all the snaps of my union suit. I tried to do the same but he didn’t let me. His chest snaps remained closed, only the crotch and butt areas were open. He changed position and put his ass on top of my face. I am not that much into rimming and tried to avoid it. He must have noticed because he pushed his ass crack into my face and firmly said: lick my ass. Again I was not in a position to refuse.
After some time things changed again. I thought my friend’s stepson wanted to remove my union suit but he only pulled it down till my ankles. He then made me sit on all fours and within no time his cock was going in and out of my ass. What a stamina this guy has! Both sweating a lot.
When I thought, hoped for a break I was wrong again. He put me on my back spreading my legs and the pounding started again. Once again I made a bleak attempt to open his chest side snaps, but in vain. The fucking seemed like a never ending story…but I enjoyed it a lot.
Finally he made me cum …what a relief. Soon after he pulled out, pushed his cock in my mouth again and unloaded. He stayed deep in my mouth until he was sure I had swallowed all of it.
He then lay down on me and we hugged and kissed for a while.

Then we sat down, finishing our Chardonnay. We chitchatted somewhat and at one time I mentioned that I also had bought a Cellblock 13 Titan shorts with rear zipper. Immediately he showed some interest and said he would invite me again to see it with his own eyes.
Before leaving I asked him: does your father now? His answer came (again) as a big surprise to me: yes of course! Once again, I didn’t find any words to reply and he kissed me good night.
Shortly after I left his apartment. I walked to my car saying to myself that I absolutely had no idea he was (also?) into guys, and definitely not into an older guy like me.
I drove home thinking it over and over. A guy whom I know for ‘decades’ invited me for a fuck at his apartment? Really? Back at home, I put on my union suit (again) to sleep and got a hardon. During the night I got a boner many times thinking about what happened.

Early in the morning my friend SMS’ed me: My son says you are a great fuck. The red one looks great on you especially with open butt snaps. Almost instantly I got a hardon as the film from last night’s events passed through my mind with all juicy details. And all day long there was this strange smile on my face…

What will the future bring? Is this a one time thing? Time will tell but anyone can imagine what I am thinking of and hoping for.
 
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Jockstrapguy

Administrator
Staff member
An unexpected story...

The following ‘event’ happened the same day that I received my union suit from Jockstrap central. To better understand I need to go back in time first.

As a young adult (long time ago when the animals still talked) I had a good friend who married a woman that coincidently was also a friend of mine. I was invited to their marriage as his best man. They had one lovely daughter with whom I am occasionally still in touch. But the happy marriage didn’t last that long and finally they divorced. My friend was emotionally broken and for many hours I was his shoulder to cry on. That created an even stronger bond between us.
After a year or two he finally was mentally strong enough to open up for a new relationship. He met a wonderful younger woman, also divorced and having a young son.
My friend explained to his new wife and stepson how helpful I had been to him as a real friend for the good days and (unfortunately) also for the many bad days. So the four of us became good friends.

My friend loved swimming, and so do I. We always shared locker cabins and saw each other naked all the time but nothing ever happened. After all he was/is a genuine heterosexual while I am gay. He was about the first to know I was gay. For the rest of the world I remained in the closet.
one day my friend brought his stepson to the swimming pool and the three of us shared the same cabin. At least once or twice a month we went swimming together and we kept sharing the cabin to change clothes. My friend never asked if it was OK to bring in his stepson and for me it was only natural … good friends you know. As far as I remember I never saw the stepson looking at my nakedness with special interest. I heard from my friend about the girlfriends he was seeing. A few of them I have met myself. From time to time I learned that the stepson was living together with a girlfriend but apparently it never lasted long.
I even remember me asking my friend if his stepson would not be a closeted gay. My friend insisted: NO!

End of last year I had a discussion with friends about what to wear for the cold weather (under and upper wear). One of them came up with a onesie/jumpsuit/union suit story. Underwear being my fetish I began to search the internet about them. What I found didn’t attract me at all: I saw many Michelin-like guys wearing extremely baggy onesies. And then by coincidence while googling once again I saw a sexy picture of a guy in a onesie. It was called a union suit. Following that link I arrived at the Nasty Pig website, I got aroused almost immediately and decide to buy. I sent the link to my friend but nobody reacted nor seemed interested.
Last month I decided to order one. But for weeks the order got stuck somewhere in NY state. Around that time I discovered the Jockstrap central website and saw the same union suit …at a discounted price. I spoke about it to a friend in Thailand and to my Belgian friend. They both asked me to order one for them as well.
My (Belgian) friend wanted the stellar blue while I ordered the crimson red.
The ‘red&blue’ arrived on Wednesday. I SMS’ed my friend to come and pick it up. When he saw the red one he changed his mind. We had a ‘discussion’ as friends and the result was: he proposed we would swap from time to time. I agreed.

A few hours later, early evening, I received an SMS from his stepson. He asked me to come over for a drink at his apartment and to bring my red union suit. At first I was a bit puzzled about this request but given our history as good friends I agreed and didn’t think too much about it.
I drove to his place. When I got there he opened the door of his apartment dressed in the blue union suit of his stepfather. It came somewhat as I surprise to me. The union suit had only arrived a few hours earlier and it was already in somebodies hands (or rather whole body). As I looked at him in a quick glance from head to toe I noticed he had a hardon, the snaps closed as far as I could see. Again I didn’t pay too much attention.

We sat down together on the coach. He put some nuts and chips on the table, opened a bottle of chilled Chardonnay. He said: ad fundum to us. So we finished our glass in one time. (Some sort of tradition but for the first glass only!) He poured another glass while asking me to put on my red union suit in his bedroom. I went to the bedroom, fully undressed and started to put on the union suit. I hadn’t closed the door because nothing unseen yet. But because of that I didn’t realize he had come in as well. Just as I began to close the chest side snaps, I felt him touching my butt saying: no need to close them all. I was so focused on closing snaps that this move came as a total surprise to me and I wasn’t capable to reply anything.
I turned my head and he continued: I will help you unbuttoning the butt side. I was still so surprised (even shocked I think) that I only said: why? I didn’t even think of telling him to stop! He opened several snaps until down my crotch.
That is better, he said, let’s go sit on the coach and have a chat. I followed him to the coach but as I turned around to sit I noticed that about half of the snaps on his belly side were open. I saw his balls and hardon peeking out. Over the years I had seen him naked so times before in locker cabins but never ever with a hardon. I never noticed any interest of him in me, even when fully naked, and not even when only him and I went for swimming.

He saw how amazed I was and said: don’t tell me you don’t like what you see. I nodded almost robotically . He stood in front of me, his hardon pointing towards me. He came closer and as his cock’s head touched my lips I opened my mouth and he shove slowly inside as far as he could. I put my arms around his waist trying to open his butt side snaps. I began to suck his cock but almost immediately he ‘changed’ that to a face fuck. I understood he had taken the lead and would keep it for the rest of the evening.
After some time he opened all the snaps of my union suit. I tried to do the same but he didn’t let me. His chest snaps remained closed, only the crotch and butt areas were open. He changed position and put his ass on top of my face. I am not that much into rimming and tried to avoid it. He must have noticed because he pushed his ass crack into my face and firmly said: lick my ass. Again I was not in a position to refuse.
After some time things changed again. I thought my friend’s stepson wanted to remove my union suit but he only pulled it down till my ankles. He then made me sit on all fours and within no time his cock was going in and out of my ass. What a stamina this guy has! Both sweating a lot.
When I thought, hoped for a break I was wrong again. He put me on my back spreading my legs and the pounding started again. Once again I made a bleak attempt to open his chest side snaps, but in vain. The fucking seemed like a never ending story…but I enjoyed it a lot.
Finally he made me cum …what a relief. Soon after he pulled out, pushed his cock in my mouth again and unloaded. He stayed deep in my mouth until he was sure I had swallowed all of it.
He then lay down on me and we hugged and kissed for a while.

Then we sat down, finishing our Chardonnay. We chitchatted somewhat and at one time I mentioned that I also had bought a Cellblock 13 Titan shorts with rear zipper. Immediately he showed some interest and said he would invite me again to see it with his own eyes.
Before leaving I asked him: does your father now? His answer came (again) as a big surprise to me: yes of course! Once again, I didn’t find any words to reply and he kissed me good night.
Shortly after I left his apartment. I walked to my car saying to myself that I absolutely had no idea he was (also?) into guys, and definitely not into an older guy like me.
I drove home thinking it over and over. A guy whom I know for ‘decades’ invited me for a fuck at his apartment? Really? Back at home, I put on my union suit (again) to sleep and got a hardon. During the night I got a boner many times thinking about what happened.

Early in the morning my friend SMS’ed me: My son says you are a great fuck. The red one looks great on you especially with open butt snaps. Almost instantly I got a hardon as the film from last night’s events passed through my mind with all juicy details. And all day long there was this strange smile on my face…

What will the future bring? Is this a one time thing? Time will tell but anyone can imagine what I am thinking of and hoping for.

Such a fucking hot encounter! So happy you shared it - and this longer version is even better!
 

traveler_ron

underwear is my fetish, jocks and all others
Such a fucking hot encounter! So happy you shared it - and this longer version is even better!
Thanks John, I am glad you like the story.
Last night after I told my friend I have now both S and M-sizes of the union suit he asked me to come over tonight. He wants to compare sizes and also swap blue and red (temporarily). I also hope to get more information from him why his stepson did that sexual ‘conquest’ because I know they have been talking about it. The stepson even seems to worry quite a bit…. wait and see. Could be an interesting conversation tonight.
 

Ray

Jockstrap Fan
An unexpected story...

The following ‘event’ happened the same day that I received my union suit from Jockstrap central. To better understand I need to go back in time first.

As a young adult (long time ago when the animals still talked) I had a good friend who married a woman that coincidently was also a friend of mine. I was invited to their marriage as his best man. They had one lovely daughter with whom I am occasionally still in touch. But the happy marriage didn’t last that long and finally they divorced. My friend was emotionally broken and for many hours I was his shoulder to cry on. That created an even stronger bond between us.
After a year or two he finally was mentally strong enough to open up for a new relationship. He met a wonderful younger woman, also divorced and having a young son.
My friend explained to his new wife and stepson how helpful I had been to him as a real friend for the good days and (unfortunately) also for the many bad days. So the four of us became good friends.

My friend loved swimming, and so do I. We always shared locker cabins and saw each other naked all the time but nothing ever happened. After all he was/is a genuine heterosexual while I am gay. He was about the first to know I was gay. For the rest of the world I remained in the closet.
one day my friend brought his stepson to the swimming pool and the three of us shared the same cabin. At least once or twice a month we went swimming together and we kept sharing the cabin to change clothes. My friend never asked if it was OK to bring in his stepson and for me it was only natural … good friends you know. As far as I remember I never saw the stepson looking at my nakedness with special interest. I heard from my friend about the girlfriends he was seeing. A few of them I have met myself. From time to time I learned that the stepson was living together with a girlfriend but apparently it never lasted long.
I even remember me asking my friend if his stepson would not be a closeted gay. My friend insisted: NO!

End of last year I had a discussion with friends about what to wear for the cold weather (under and upper wear). One of them came up with a onesie/jumpsuit/union suit story. Underwear being my fetish I began to search the internet about them. What I found didn’t attract me at all: I saw many Michelin-like guys wearing extremely baggy onesies. And then by coincidence while googling once again I saw a sexy picture of a guy in a onesie. It was called a union suit. Following that link I arrived at the Nasty Pig website, I got aroused almost immediately and decide to buy. I sent the link to my friend but nobody reacted nor seemed interested.
Last month I decided to order one. But for weeks the order got stuck somewhere in NY state. Around that time I discovered the Jockstrap central website and saw the same union suit …at a discounted price. I spoke about it to a friend in Thailand and to my Belgian friend. They both asked me to order one for them as well.
My (Belgian) friend wanted the stellar blue while I ordered the crimson red.
The ‘red&blue’ arrived on Wednesday. I SMS’ed my friend to come and pick it up. When he saw the red one he changed his mind. We had a ‘discussion’ as friends and the result was: he proposed we would swap from time to time. I agreed.

A few hours later, early evening, I received an SMS from his stepson. He asked me to come over for a drink at his apartment and to bring my red union suit. At first I was a bit puzzled about this request but given our history as good friends I agreed and didn’t think too much about it.
I drove to his place. When I got there he opened the door of his apartment dressed in the blue union suit of his stepfather. It came somewhat as I surprise to me. The union suit had only arrived a few hours earlier and it was already in somebodies hands (or rather whole body). As I looked at him in a quick glance from head to toe I noticed he had a hardon, the snaps closed as far as I could see. Again I didn’t pay too much attention.

We sat down together on the coach. He put some nuts and chips on the table, opened a bottle of chilled Chardonnay. He said: ad fundum to us. So we finished our glass in one time. (Some sort of tradition but for the first glass only!) He poured another glass while asking me to put on my red union suit in his bedroom. I went to the bedroom, fully undressed and started to put on the union suit. I hadn’t closed the door because nothing unseen yet. But because of that I didn’t realize he had come in as well. Just as I began to close the chest side snaps, I felt him touching my butt saying: no need to close them all. I was so focused on closing snaps that this move came as a total surprise to me and I wasn’t capable to reply anything.
I turned my head and he continued: I will help you unbuttoning the butt side. I was still so surprised (even shocked I think) that I only said: why? I didn’t even think of telling him to stop! He opened several snaps until down my crotch.
That is better, he said, let’s go sit on the coach and have a chat. I followed him to the coach but as I turned around to sit I noticed that about half of the snaps on his belly side were open. I saw his balls and hardon peeking out. Over the years I had seen him naked so times before in locker cabins but never ever with a hardon. I never noticed any interest of him in me, even when fully naked, and not even when only him and I went for swimming.

He saw how amazed I was and said: don’t tell me you don’t like what you see. I nodded almost robotically . He stood in front of me, his hardon pointing towards me. He came closer and as his cock’s head touched my lips I opened my mouth and he shove slowly inside as far as he could. I put my arms around his waist trying to open his butt side snaps. I began to suck his cock but almost immediately he ‘changed’ that to a face fuck. I understood he had taken the lead and would keep it for the rest of the evening.
After some time he opened all the snaps of my union suit. I tried to do the same but he didn’t let me. His chest snaps remained closed, only the crotch and butt areas were open. He changed position and put his ass on top of my face. I am not that much into rimming and tried to avoid it. He must have noticed because he pushed his ass crack into my face and firmly said: lick my ass. Again I was not in a position to refuse.
After some time things changed again. I thought my friend’s stepson wanted to remove my union suit but he only pulled it down till my ankles. He then made me sit on all fours and within no time his cock was going in and out of my ass. What a stamina this guy has! Both sweating a lot.
When I thought, hoped for a break I was wrong again. He put me on my back spreading my legs and the pounding started again. Once again I made a bleak attempt to open his chest side snaps, but in vain. The fucking seemed like a never ending story…but I enjoyed it a lot.
Finally he made me cum …what a relief. Soon after he pulled out, pushed his cock in my mouth again and unloaded. He stayed deep in my mouth until he was sure I had swallowed all of it.
He then lay down on me and we hugged and kissed for a while.

Then we sat down, finishing our Chardonnay. We chitchatted somewhat and at one time I mentioned that I also had bought a Cellblock 13 Titan shorts with rear zipper. Immediately he showed some interest and said he would invite me again to see it with his own eyes.
Before leaving I asked him: does your father now? His answer came (again) as a big surprise to me: yes of course! Once again, I didn’t find any words to reply and he kissed me good night.
Shortly after I left his apartment. I walked to my car saying to myself that I absolutely had no idea he was (also?) into guys, and definitely not into an older guy like me.
I drove home thinking it over and over. A guy whom I know for ‘decades’ invited me for a fuck at his apartment? Really? Back at home, I put on my union suit (again) to sleep and got a hardon. During the night I got a boner many times thinking about what happened.

Early in the morning my friend SMS’ed me: My son says you are a great fuck. The red one looks great on you especially with open butt snaps. Almost instantly I got a hardon as the film from last night’s events passed through my mind with all juicy details. And all day long there was this strange smile on my face…

What will the future bring? Is this a one time thing? Time will tell but anyone can imagine what I am thinking of and hoping for.
Great story! Can’t not wait to hear the next chapter!!!
 

traveler_ron

underwear is my fetish, jocks and all others
Great story! Can’t not wait to hear the next chapter!!!
Thanks Ray.
In the mean time I was invited by my friend (the stepfather) last Saturday eve and he gave me a lot of explanations about the how and why of it. So now I understand where it all comes from. And last night the stepson invited me for a "chat only". He wants to talk about what happened. We are supposed to meet on Thursday eve.
 
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