Pam&Zach

The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually.

The See-Through and No-Ass Underwear Episode...

One thing I miss lately is the fact that Zach doesn't enjoy sleeping nude now as much as he did when we first got together. I guess that's not something unusual. Lust diminishes a bit as a relationship progresses. That's only natural. And, sure, he'll fall asleep naked after we've had sex or after I've given him either a handjob or blowjob. But on a regular daily basis, he now prefers to wear just light running shorts to bed. He says it keeps his junk from being squished. While they are silky and really short, I do miss looking at him and seeing his dick when I pull the sheets back and watch him sleeping in the mornings.

One afternoon at work, when there was a lull in scheduled appointments, I was sitting in the waiting area, leafing through a copy of Men's Health magazine, (We keep some copies around for our male customers, but I'll admit, I enjoy looking at the finely honed bodies.) when I came upon an advertisement in the back that caught my eye. It was for a website that specialized in apparel, for what I believed to be at that time, targeted toward the gay male community. The picture in the ad showed a gorgeous hunk wearing, what appeared to be, a pair of white see-through underwear. His privates were pixelatedly blocked, of course, but there was no doubt that one could easily see his flesh beneath the shorts on his thighs and waist. I logged the website address into my phone for a better look at a later time.

A day or so later, I finally had an opportunity to check out the website while Zach wasn't home. And my assumption as to the target audience for the website was correct. The vast majority of their items were aimed at mainly gay men or male strippers. For example, there were numerous colorful jock straps and cock sleeves, various assortments of leather shorts, vests and suspendered outfits, masturbation and anal toys as well as several pages of see-through and revealing underwear and tops. Adding to my delight, was the fact that these photos were not pixelated. While none of the men in the photos were fully aroused, that would be too much to ask for, the vast majority were very well endowed. Now, I'll never claim to being a size queen, because, in reality I am not. In fact, Zach has a very nice penis of normal length and girth, and I'm more that satisfied. But, if I'm gonna look at strange men in the au naturel, I do then prefer that they have above average length down there. Not a fan of huge girth, however.

I found the page displaying the underwear I saw in the magazine. They had several different styles and types. Some were more see-through than others due to the material or fabric from which they were made. Those with a higher percentage of natural material tended to be less opaque. Those made from all synthetics were way more revealing. I eventually came across a style that I thought I could convince Zach to wear. The brand name was iEFiEL and the style was a boxer type short with no fly that was made of a very fine soft mesh fabric that would clearly reveal everything underneath. They came in various colors, each having a somewhat different effect on their transparency. While I truly loved the flesh colored ones, since it looked as if you had nothing on at all, I felt I might have a difficult time convincing Zach to wear them, not to bed, but when just lounging around the house. Thus, I was torn between getting either the white or the black ones and eventually I settled on the black ones and ordered them right then and there. Then I went to another website and got a little something for myself.

They arrived three days later. When Zach got home from work that night he saw one of the packages on the counter and asked what it was.

"Oh, this?" I nonchalantly replied. "I got you a little something I hope you'll like it. In fact, I think we'll both like it. Open it up."

Zach took off his jacket and picked up the package.

"It's offly light," he remarked as he pulled on the paper tab. Getting it open, he reached in and extracted the contents, which came in a plastic bag. He looked a bit confused as he tore the plastic bag open and removed the shorts. Holding them up to show me he asked,

"Are these for me or you?"

"Don't be silly, they'd fall off me. Look at the size," I chided. "I know lately you've said that you'd rather sleep wearing something. And you know how much I enjoy having you naked next to me in bed, so I thought these might give us the best of both worlds. Whatta you think?"

"Sure. I mean I guess so. They're really see-through, but I guess that's fine. I do kinda like the fact that their extremely breathable. When it's warm it does bother me that my stuff gets all sweaty, now that I'm not always naked," he replied, saying exactly what I had hoped for.

"If you like 'em after trying them on, we can order a couple more, so you have backups, you know?" I explained. "In fact, they have some other colors that I almost got, but I wanted to make sure you were okay with them first." I had my fingers crossed, hoping I'd get to buy the flesh colored ones. "Why don't you try them on?"

"What, now?" Zach asked.

"Sure," I countered. "Let me see how they look. In fact, if you wear just them the rest of the night, I'll make it worth your while later," I teased.

Zach gave me this puzzled expression before answering,

"Ok, when you put it that way, but I'm gonna take a shower first," he told me as he headed for the bedroom.

"Great," I exclaimed. "I'll get dinner ready while you do."

I had dinner on the table when Zach appeared from the bedroom. He seemed a bit self-conscious, looking down at his crotch as he stood at his seat at the table.

"Man, you can see everything in these," he started. "But they really do feel like I have nothing on. I kinda like 'em. Whatta you think?"

I stared at his semi-erect penis, clearly visible and on display beneath the shorts and answered,

"What's not to like? I get to see you almost naked and you get to feel that way as well." Then I pulled out the chair next to him and sat down, a somewhat unusual move, since we usually sit opposite each other, but I wanted to be able to look at his dick the whole time we ate dinner.

After finishing our meal, we both cleaned up the kitchen and I was loving the fact that Zach was almost naked while I remained fully dressed. I gave him several playful taps on the butt and fondled his balls to let him know I appreciated his cooperation. We sat on the couch and watched TV for a bit and the whole time I had my hand in Zach's lap. I was enjoying the smooth feel of the fabric on my fingers as I ran them up and down the sides of his cock, bringing it to full erection. I ran my thumb over the tip, eliciting the first drop of pre-cum, and Zach slumped back and spread his legs, giving me greater access to balls. I playfully stroked him, then bent down and before planting a kiss on it, I licked the oozing fluid onto my tongue.

"Where are you going?" Zach frustratedly exclaimed as I hopped up from the couch.

"Have no fear, I'll be right back. I just wanna get out of these clothes and get more comfortable," I explained. "Keep yourself hard until I return."

As he initiated staying hard for me, I hurried to the bedroom and changed into a little something I had ordered for myself to go along with his see-through boxers. They are not quite panties. They are called Chere Cheeky by Adome Me. They are red and have a thin waistband and a very small piece of transparent fabric in front which is attached to lacy side pieces that meet at my taint and leave my entire backside open and exposed. Wearing nothing but them and carrying one of my vibrators, I returned to the living room.

Zach had quite obviously heeded my suggestion, as his hand was on his cock that was now tenting his shorts. He looked up and saw what I had on as I twirled my way toward him.

"Wow! I really like those," he confided.

"I thought you might. Let me have some fun with you now and then you can have fun with me later. Sound good?"

I didn't wait for a response, sitting down next to him and removing his hand from his cock and replacing it with mine. I took the vibrator in my other hand, turned it on low and ran it up and down the underside, almost instantaneously coaxing a flow of pre-cum to appear. Pulling the fabric tight around it, I took that cock into my mouth and sucked. Sorta like giving a blow job with a condom on, only much more enjoyable, as the material felt wonderful in my mouth.

Removing my lips, I pressed the vibrator hard against his frenulum as I poked at his peehole with my tongue. This had Zach twitching and moaning with pleasure. He was leaking as if I was milking his prostate.

I then moved the vibrator down to his balls while I stroked him slowly. The vision of his cock inside those mesh shorts was enthrallingly artistic. It reminded me of a black and white movie I once saw where a couple were fucking and the only light in the room was coming from a street lamp outside the house and shining through a slatted blind.

I moved the vibrator further down until it was touching Zach's peritoneum with my palm on his balls and I returned to sucking and stroking his cock, edging him by starting and stopping until I could feel he was really close. Not wanting to make him cum, I moved my mouth and hand to his nipples, and watched his cock bounce and twitch all on its own, begging for someone or something to touch it.

Zach started to reach for it, to give it attention, and normally I'd tell him not to. But tonight I didn't say anything. I watched as he slid his hand inside the shorts and took hold of it. I helped by pulling them down past his balls, making it easier for him. I watched him play with himself for a bit, all while continuing to play and suck on his nipples. Then I whispered in his ear,

"Would you like to fuck me now? You can have me anyway you want."

Zach never even bothered to answer, flipping himself off the couch, he dropped the shorts and turned me around so that my knees were on the floor and my upper body on the couch seat.

"I'm gonna fuck you silly," was all he said as he spread my legs apart and in one swift move pushed his cock deep into my pussy, his hands on my hips, as he began pounding me from behind.

I was a bit shocked at first, since this was so unlike Zach, but I was loving it. My arousal level shot to eleven and I pushed my hands against the back of the couch to hold myself in that position, to give him unbridled access to slam as hard as he wanted into my pussy. I could feel the animal in him as he moved his legs from outside mine to between mine, pushing on my knees, opening me up even further. I glanced back to see Zach had his eyes closed and his face contorted, his shoulder and arm muscles bulging as he fucked me with all his force. We were both sweating and gasping for air.

"Now I'm gonna take your ass," he shouted.

"Do it Zach! Do it! Fuck my ass!" I screamed back and dropped my face into the couch.

I felt him pull out as he spread my ass cheeks apart. Then came the anticipated pressure of his cock at my sphincter as he lined up to enter me. Fearing he'd just shove it in me, knowing I was tense, I clenched my teeth, expecting the pain. But he didn't. He didn't just ram it in me. He moved slowly, easing himself in and I relaxed, which made it easier. He was panting hard, gulping breaths. When I felt his thighs against mine I knew he was all the way in, then he hesitated. I sensed he was waiting for me to tell him it was okay to start. So instead of saying anything, I rocked myself forward and back, fucking my ass with his cock. When I found myself ready, I said,

"Now take me. Fuck me hard."

Zach wasted no time in accommodating my desires and initiated the same aggressive assault on my ass that he had on my pussy. And I LOVED it. We slammed ourselves together like two rams butting horns. Zach grunting with each thrust while I shouted, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" as if I was counting each time we collided.

At that fever pace I knew we wouldn't last, so I reached back for my clit and closed my eyes. Zach continued bashing his cock into me, again and again. At that time I was hoping he'd never stop, it felt so fucking amazing. But reality breached our ecstasy and it wasn't long thereafter before Zach held me tight, tensed up, growled and unloaded pulse after pulse after pulse of cum into my tight ass, driving me over the edge as well and I screamed with pleasure as my orgasm raged. He collapsed on top of me and I squeezed my glutes and sphincter around his cock and held it tight till the throbs emanating from it slowly waned and finally ceased.

We laid like that, with his cock still in me, sweat drenching each of our bodies as we desperately sought air for our lungs. Then, I guess I started it, but I couldn't hold it back and I began laughing, causing Zach to do as well, before asking,

"What's so funny?"

"I was just thinking that we should flip a coin to see who cleans up the couch," I replied, snickering.

He leaned down further and kissed me on the cheek and said,

"Ill do it, but only if you promise you'll order a couple more pairs of these."