Page 25 of Whirlwind

He traced the waist of the panties around the sides of Taylor’s hips and back.

“I, um… there’s a top, too.” Was that too forward? Should he have waited for Julio to figure it out on his own? He was so excited about wearing it, though, and he didn’t want to wait.

Julio rewarded him with growl and a bite to his shoulder. In a moment, he had opened the clasps of the overalls, pulled off the plain, green t-shirt that hid the lingerie, and fastened one of the overall straps again.

With one shoulder bared, suddenly the dungarees were seductive instead of just functional.

He’d seen girls do that, but never thought of trying it himself.

Somehow, Julio seemed to know what he wanted before he even knew himself. But did Julio like it as much as he did?

Julio kissed along the line of the thin, pink strap. He pulled it back to kiss beneath it, then let it fall back with a snap. The sting was delicious. It sure sounded like he appreciated it.

Julio came to stand in front of him, caressing the smooth, stretchy fabric along his ribs. “Baby, you look good enough to eat.” He bent forward to lick the nipple that the open bib revealed.

His tongue soaked through the thin, stretchy fabric, so that when he moved away it felt cold and tingly. “I would almost think you were trying to distract me from our date.”

That hadn’t been his intention at all, but right now he would gladly forsake any other plans to let Julio keep touching him this way. “Where are we going?”

Julio nipped along his chin. “I want to take you somewhere you’ll enjoy. How are you feeling tonight? Fancy? Casual?”

Taylor really didn’t want to choose. He was already feeling too nervous and overwhelmed. Weren’t Doms supposed to take care of all that? “I don’t care where we go,” he finally breathed out.

“So, McDonalds, then?”

Taylor slapped his arm. “We’re not going to McDonalds!”

Julio threw his head back and laughed. God, he was sexy. “But you like McDonalds!”

He did, but he’d been trying to cut back, lose a little weight.

And it totally wasn’t appropriate. “We are not going to McDonalds for our date.” He actually stamped his foot.

Julio always brought out this playful side of him, and now it seemed that even the barriers of adulthood and manliness that he’d put up were crumbling.

Julio pulled both of Taylor’s hands to his chest and held them there. “We’re not going to McDonalds on our date, princess.”

Taylor rolled his eyes at the nickname, but he actually sort of liked it.

“Now let’s go upstairs and get you dressed.”

Julio was going to dress him now? What did that mean?

He would have dawdled going up the stairs to give himself a moment to think, but Julio was climbing up right behind him, touching and pinching his ass. He felt a little shy because his butt, like everything else, was big and saggy. Not the type of thing that anyone would want to see in his cute pink panties.

Julio pulled him into his bedroom, and again it just felt different. He and Julio hung out in his apartment, even in his bedroom, all the time. Julio even dug through his drawers sometimes, which is why he’d always kept his lingerie stash well-hidden at the back of his closet.

This was totally new.

“Alright, babe.” Julio reached up and kissed him, smoothing his hands down Taylor’s meaty sides. “I’m going to unwrap my present now.”

Could Julio really think of him that way? Like a gift? Something special?

But Julio was already on his knees, loosening the laces of Taylor’s heavy work boots. He lifted Taylor’s feet, one at a time, to slip off his socks and shoes. He left little kisses on Taylor’s knees, his belly, his shoulders, as he stood up.

Once he released the shoulder clasp, the overalls fell to the ground. The top he was wearing had a triangle of lace down the middle where his chest hairs poked through. And there was a big gap between the top and the panties where his sloppy, hairy belly stuck out.

Taylor wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to go. He watched Julio nervously.