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G-String Lover

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 05 Jan 2003 2 comments
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This story is how I became a lover of g-strings and other sexy micro wear. I started going to the beach alone when I got my first car at 16. One day, I ditched school and went to a new beach in SoCal. I had spent about an hour sunning apart from a few others on the beach when at about noon I noticed a bathhouse and decided to check it out. I walked into an old bathhouse with a large indoor atrium with no ceiling that had doors leading into shower and toilet areas. The outdoor space was obviously intended for changing, but there was one man who was stretched out on his back on a towel wearing a white g-string. I had previously only seen women wearing g-strings in skin magazines of my dad's. This guy got my attention so I decided to sun right then and there. I laid out my towel across the atrium from him with my head in his direction so I could see him when I lied down on my stomach. At first I laid there in my swim trunks, but after a while I stripped them off and put on my white jockey briefs. I rolled down the elastic band so they were low bikinis... the band just above my cock. It wasn't long before he noticed and he smiled at me and said hi. He was in his 40s and had a nice, firm and tanned body with no apparent body hair. This was something else I liked as I had started trimming my pubes the year before and only had a small stripe of hair above my cock. That stripe was just peeking above my jockey waistband. As I lay there the man would turn over and over to get sun, exposing his g-string and a great bulge. At one point he asked if I was enjoying the sun and I said yes but wished I had on a tiny g-string like his. I told him he looked great in it and asked where he got it. I decided to go to that store that weekend. I spent the next hour soaking up the sun in my bikini and admiring the man's g-stringed body. He eventually got up and started dressing, so I decided to leave too. I walked out behind him and we both went to the parking lot when he asked where I was going since I was obviously not in school. I said I had taken the day off and had nothing to do until I had to be home about 5. He invited me to his house which he said was nearby to try on the g-string and others he said he had. I immediately said okay and then followed him about 3 miles to his house. Once there, I sat in the living room while he brought out a small pile of g-strings in different colors and fabrics. Excitedly, I stripped and started trying them on one by one. I couldn't help but get a raging hardon which he said was nice particularly since I was young and smooth. I asked him to try some on too and he obliged. Together we modeled and swapped g-strings for each other. He offered me any of the g-strings if he could play with me a little. I obviously said yes at this point and picked out the white one he had been wearing. Both naked and sporting smooth hardons, he led me into his bedroom. I won't say what we did, but I have been shaved bare ever since. After that day, I started wearing that g-string of his and others at the beach, hiking in the mountains and other places. To this day, I love g-strings, thongs and even panties on occassion in public and in private. And I'm meeting more and more guys like me.