Part 2 – Strings and Bulges

Finally, college came and my world was awakened. As part of an athletic credit, I finally got to explore my desire to be a dancer – my first class at college was ballet for beginners! Naturally the only guy in the class, and with my proud gay flag flying high… I was more than eager to try on my new attire!! Super snug tights of course… but surprise, this dancing jockstrap only had one strap?? Jeff, I introduce you to a dance belt! This eye opening garment changed my world. For those not familiar, a dance belt is worn by many performers and is basically an athletic styles jockstrap, but with a thong bottom (for optimal mobility and to hide those pantie lines!). I was barely in the thing, before I discovered all it’s wonder! How my bulge was so snugly packed away yet looked so well presented, like a Ken doll, and how my ass looked free and sexy with this thin string plunging between my bubble butt! And lastly and most important – the way the string tickled and tease my hole! Talk about a high!!

Despite the gear – I was a terrible dancer and my ‘career’ went no further. My love for thongs was just developing. Far from home, I was finally able to proudly fill my top drawer with the kind of undies I wanted! With dozens of jocks and bikini briefs, something was missing.

Right around valentines day at a department store, browsing the undies section (like I normally did) i came across a display of cheesy valentines day undies. Silly silk boxers and such, but one rack had man thongs on it, covered in pink hearts! I had to have it! Mortified, I told the cashier they were a prank, and rushed home to put them on… I didn’t take them off for 3 days! I just loved that feeling. The bulge the tease the secret! All of it!!

This sent me on a thong binge! I luckily started bar backing at a local hole in the wall gay bar – just for undies money. I’d work then rush online to pick out my next thong. All kinds, gstrings, ybacks, big band small band… all of them, and all men’s. by junior year I had basically no undies but thongs. Getting more comfortable in then though, they started to show up more in my daily life. Hiding my maletail (a whale tail for guys… Or when a thong wearer exposes the ‘T’ shape of their thong above the pants, creating a shape that resembles a whale’s tail) during class and at panties wasn’t easy. My first maletail confrontation was at work at the bar… My manager saw it while I was picking something up and was teasing me about wearing a thong. He went on and on and on about what a girly guy I was! I couldn’t take it so I dropped my pants and showed him my bulge and hot ass and asked of I was hot or not… It shut him up. It also landed me a job being a gogo shot boy every Thursday night!!! Yup I got to wear my thong, in public, for dozens of horny gay men to stare at! Boy did I make some money!!!

It also left me pretty immune to the judgement of others about my thongs. I had plenty of regulars who loved to see what kind of thong I’d wear next and they loved tipping my thong string.

 

What do you think guys? Do you want to hear more from him? See more of him in his undies? Stay tuned…