Hunter went to answer the front door and was surprised to see his best friend Ryan standing there. It was the second week of summer vacation after they'd both just graduated from high school.
Hunter's parents were on vacation for the week and his girlfriend was taking a trip to the coast to check out colleges with her family.
That meant he had the house to himself and, like most boys at the age of 18, he planned on mostly spending the weekend enjoying his big, empty home by sleeping in, laying out by the pool, jacking off to copious amounts of porn, and probably ordering take-out pizza as many times as he wanted.
"Ryan?! I thought you were headed to Iowa?" Hunter said. They had talked the previous week and Ryan had mentioned that he was being dragged along to visit an ill aunt that he'd never met before that apparently lived out in a small, Midwestern town in the middle of nowhere. Ryan hadn't been happy about this and he had let his parents know it as much as he could in the days leading up to the trip.
"Dude, I was able to negotiate my way out of the visit!"
"No way, seriously?"
"Yeah man, my dad kinda saved me last second and let me off the hook, I thanked him profusely before my mom could change his mind." He explained, "That was last night, they left this morning."
"Ahh, well, dude, that's great! Now I'll have someone to hang out with," Hunter was stoked to have his friend home.
"Yeah, sorry to drop in out of nowhere like this...I texted you but I think your phone is off or something...but I saw your car in driveway so I'd thought I'd walk over."
Ryan walked in and Hunter closed the door behind them.
"No worries at all man, come on in," Hunter told him.
"So whatcha up to today? I'm so fucking bored." Ryan walked into the big living room and suddenly saw a big bottle of lotion on the coffee table around the giant L-shaped couch in the family room along with Hunter's largest bong. Ryan had gotten high with Hunter plenty of times using that very bong. The scene was a pretty obvious one. Hunter was getting stoned and jacking off—one of the absolute joys of being young, and horny, and left in a big empty house all to yourself.
"Well...I was just uhh...hanging out and watching movies." Hunter said this in a slightly higher pitched voice than was normal...he seemed a little out of it. Ryan could tell he was hiding something.
"Wait a second...that's the lotion from your bedroom...you...you were totally getting stoned and jacking off just now, weren't you?"
"Nooo....I wasn't...I totally wasn't." But they both knew that was a lie. Hunter stared a little sheepishly at his long time friend as he smiled a bit out of the corner of his mouth, and then he let out a slight giggle. He was very stoned. Right before Ryan had arrived he'd taken a huge hit.
Ryan just laughed. "Dude, it's not big deal, I jack off all the damn time. I love jacking off when I have the whole house empty. I totally get it."
"Yes, well, as I said...I totally wasn't, so, nice try but no...just movies, nothing else."
"Okay, then prove it." Ryan said confidently to his friend. Ryan was a good-looking guy—clean cut and in good shape. Hunter had played water polo with him in high school and had also introduced him to his girlfriend during their junior year when she transferred in from a new school.
"How...uh, how would I prove something like that?" Hunter asked, but he honestly didn't even know why he was playing along. Also, the honest truth was, he HAD been jacking off, but he needed this talk to end now because he was hiding something else that his friend didn't know about and the level of how stoned he was wasn't making it very easy for him to keep cool about things.
"Hmmm, that's a good question...let's see," Ryan folded his arms and observed his friend. "Oh...I've got it...pull down your pants for me."
"Dude, I'm not gonna show you if my dick is hard, that's not happening!" Hunter said.
"No, of course not idiot, that's not what I meant your horny asshole...I just mean, pull your pants down on the side and let me see if you're wearing boxer's-brief's under your sweats. You always wear those to bed...I've known you too long—but...if you heard the doorbell in the middle of your stoned masturbation session, then I think you'd just throw some sweats and a t-shirt on." Ryan's theory was a good one.
Hunter was turning a little red now—the fucking pot was totally ruining any chance he had of not being obvious in this situation. The problem was, Ryan wasn't technically right, but, he was also wasn't technically wrong, either.
"No dude, I'm not pulling my pants down. Fuck you. Stop trying to check out my ass!" Hunter teased him shaking his head, he walked over to go sit on the couch and Ryan followed him. He hoped that making fun of his friend for wanting to see him naked would perhaps be enough for him to drop his line of questioning.
"No of course, of course dude, my bad," but just as Ryan said this, he tackled Hunter from behind into the corner of the couch.
"THE FUCK DUDE?!?!" Hunter yelled as Ryan pulled his loose sweats down in one surprisingly well-aimed yank.
Ryan was right about the boxer-briefs. Hunter wasn't wearing any. But he was technically also wrong, because Hunter was technically wearing underwear...
A lacy, pink, Victoria's Secret thong with red polka dotted hearts.
"OH. MY. GOD. Dude! Are you fucking wearing lingerie?!"
Hunter flipped over and tried to get his sweats back on but Ryan pushed him back down and held his body weight on his legs as his sweats were kept pressed around his ankles.
"Oh no, no, no, you don't get to wiggle out of this, man, you need to explain yourself right now." Ryan sat up on the backs of Hunter's legs as he slapped his friend's ass which actually looked pretty damn good with the string of the thong wedged between his cheeks. Hunter had a surprisingly sexy bubble butt for a guy.
Hunter laughed when Ryan slapped his ass. The whole situation was too much for how stoned he was. He knew he was fucking caught. He'd have to explain some of deeper sexual secrets to his best friend now.
He looked over his shoulder as he propped himself up on his elbows to look back at his friend.
"Okay...fucking get off of me and I'll explain, jeez." Hunter blew some of his unkempt blond hair out of his face as he pleaded with his friend who was obviously loving every second of this.
"Okay...I'll get off of you...but you have to stay dressed like that the entire time or I'm gonna hold you down and take a picture of you with my phone and don't think that I won't!" Ryan warned. He was absolutely loving how embarrassed his best friend was.
"Do you mind if I take a hit?" Hunter asked, even though he was already super high. He needed some of Mary Jane's encouragement to face this music.
"Dude of course, but I'm gonna smoke too cuz I don't have anything to do today and you have some major explaining to do and I'm very excited to hear this story.
The boys both got more stoned together as Ryan finished off a huge toke.
They were sitting side by side on the couch together and Ryan pulled Hunter's sweats off completely and dropped them on the floor. He noticed that the bulge of Hunter's cock was barely being held in by the front of the lacey underwear.
"Alright dude, let's hear it...why are you wearing sexy girly panties?" Ryan asked, as he felt his body relax with the cloud of weed around them.
"Ummm...so...every once in a blue moon...I like to wear some of Dani's panties when I jack off." Hunter said, and he couldn't believe that he was admitting this to his best friend. If he hadn't been so stoned, he probably would've been freaking out. He pulled a pillow up to his face as he said this even still.
Dani was Hunter's girlfriend—a new transfer student that Ryan had introduced Hunter to a couple of years back on his sixteenth birthday. The two had been dating for over two years now and Dani had only gotten hotter as she had progressed into her late teen years. She was half-white and half-Asian and Hunter had often described to his best friend the insanely sexy lingerie sets that she would surprise him with in bed. She was a total sexpot and Ryan had always been very jealous of his friend's radiantly sexy lady.