FOLLOWING BACK EVERYONE JUST ASK
Like all good gay boys, Tanner had a variety of underwear in his drawer for many occasions – jockstraps to show off the ass (or ya know exercise), boxer briefs for work, silk pairs for slacks (no hems show through!), and swim wear. But it was pretty rare that Tanner had an actual reason to go shopping for something new – until now. Tanner’s boyfriend was taking him to White Party. He still couldn’t believe he was actually going, and going with Jakob at that. Tanner forgot sometimes that Jakob made baller money. All Tanner had to do was pay for his own flight. He felt like Cinderella going to the ball.
Before this, Jakob had been a fuck buddy for almost a year, and Tanner had been so proud of himself to have a male friend just for sex. Wasn’t it mature? Sophisticated even? How cool was he that he could fuck without strings or shame? Especially since in high school and college Tanner had been just so infatuated with any hot man with a working dick that paid attention to him. Jakob was a sign for Tanner he was growing up.
Tanner didn’t expect the fling would go on for a year, or that both started getting jealous of the time each spent with other men. They were monogamous for now, but it was flexible. It was open. Tanner was kind of glad, because he had heard what happened at White Party stayed there. Palm Springs was like the Vegas for gays anyway wasn’t it?
Whatever it was, there would be a LOT of gay men there. The infamous pool parties would be a buffet of dicks and butts, and Tanner had to look perfect. He had to stand out from every other white twink – of which there would be a thousand – and make Jakob stay interested. This meant Tanner had to be sexy and stylish by the pool, and regular wear wasn’t going to cut it.
Still, with so many gay men in one place, there was a problem of probability. If Tanner bought a common brand of swim wear, there was a strong chance someone else would be wearing it. The first few stores he went to, Tanner did notice the same items appearing over and over. So he shifted to boutiques and found more of what he was looking for. On the verge of burn out, Tanner walked into a store called Fresh in West Hollywood and found what he was looking for in five minutes flat.
They were perfect. White was bold, but black was sexy. The black-out patch over his cock drew attention to it but said – you can’t have it! The stripes on the back though invited you to look and made his ass look wider. They teased. They flaunted. Tanner took a pair to the fitting room.
He shimmied out of his clothes, put on a thong (for sanitation, you know), and pulled on the swimming briefs. He held his breath as the elastic fabric slid over his ass. Tanner stared in the mirror.
Yes!
Tanner let his head roll back as he sighed in relief. The fit was perfect. Meant for him. Tanner turned in a circle. Jakob would love these! Tanner didn’t even care that they were $60. He looked fucking hot.
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