What the fuck were those?
He was wearing unimaginably tight black leather pants but instead of the standered button and zipper there were two zippers, both bright red. I was confused by the design until he pulled down each zipper slowly. When his whole cock sprang free I realized the zippers were for an easy access flap.
"I got you a matching pair." He winked.
I was so not wearing those. He walked to his closet, junk still hanging out. When he returned, a similar piece of shinny leather in hand, he held them out to me.
"Put them on." He ordered.
I tentively took them. They were lighter then I expected and I saw why when I unfolded them. They weren't the same pants he was wearing they were booty shorts. The next noticeable difference was the zippers. There weren't any. Instead there was fabric missing from the back.
I was not wearing these.
"Put them on."
I sighed. "Alex, where in the world did you get these and why?"
As I questioned him I reached for the button of my jeans to pull them off. He didn't reply instead just staired amd waited for me to finish undressing. When I attempted to keep my underwear on and put on the shorts all he needed to do was let out a small 'tsk' sound and I was quickly pulling the underwear off as well. His eyes trailed after my hands the entire time. I felt myself getting a bit hot but ignored it like all the other times.
Once the shorts were firmly in place I looked up to see Alex's reaction to the really non-existent shorts. The lust in his eyes made me feel even more naked. His already freed cock was sprung. He made a small motion with his finger for me to turn. I did so slowly letting him enjoy the pants. When I was faceing him once again I didn't have a second to wait before he was pouncing.
He pulled off the old t-shirt I had been wearing as soon as he reached me. Once that was out of the way he attacked my lips. His kisses were always firm and commanding makeing sure I knew who was in charge even of I was a bit taller and broader. I opened my mouth willingly happy to take his tongue. He didn't disapoint as he shoved it down my throat so hard I was practically choking on it. His hands wandered down to my half exposed cheeks sliding his fingers into the crack but not anywhere near where I wanted it. He new this, I felt his smirk against my lips as he heard my needy whine.
"Yeah I'm liking the shorts."
