Just a thong please
I was a bad boy today. I decided to break the rules at my gym and see if I could get away with it. The weather is just beautiful today so I grabbed a Tyrant Thong, which if you are not familiar with that design is a very hot, red thong cut narrow and form fitting in front.
The pool area at my gym was crowded but I found a lounge slipped of my shorts and was out there tanning and talking to the people around me for an hour. I was on my back the whole time and like usual lots of guys seem to take the long way around the pool to the weight room to check my tiny thong out. No one on the staff bothered me, most likely because I did not roll over to show some ass, but my friend at the gym said she new the minute she came up to me that I was wearing a thong!
sometimes it is so much fun bending the rules!
The pool area at my gym was crowded but I found a lounge slipped of my shorts and was out there tanning and talking to the people around me for an hour. I was on my back the whole time and like usual lots of guys seem to take the long way around the pool to the weight room to check my tiny thong out. No one on the staff bothered me, most likely because I did not roll over to show some ass, but my friend at the gym said she new the minute she came up to me that I was wearing a thong!
sometimes it is so much fun bending the rules!


YOU have more straightforward guts than most of us. I wish this nose in the air society would accept the fact the free America is indeed free of adverse thoughts when someone wants to express themselves. YOU ARE THE BEST
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One time I wore a g-sting and a cape to a big costume party fundraiser. I went as the devil with my body painted red from head to toe and a pair of horns glued firmly to my head. My g-sting front was a designed like a little tuxedo and was very tiny. It was originally marketed to newly-weds for use on their wedding night, so nationally I decided to give it a whirl in public! It did not take long for the ladies to discover that I didn’t have much on under the cape, and some of them spent the night lifting it whenever they got the chance.
The dress code for the event was costume or formal wear, which made for quite contrast between my near nudity and some guys who were wearing tuxedos and women in evening gowns. Going to the beach in a g-string might seem like quite a challenge, but believe me it takes a lot more guts to go to a place where everyone else has clothes, and you are by far the most naked person in the hall.
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