Danny had been working for this company for a little over a year now doing industrial painting up north. He liked it but it had its drawbacks, being isolated with a crew of predominantly heterosexual guys for 3 weeks at a time, but the money definitely made up for it. He was a gay man and was out to his friends and family when he was back home but didn’t make a point to say anything about it while on the job, and as a masculine, beefy former football player none of the guys seemed to suspect he was or ask.
Usually when staying in camp they each would have their own room but the site he was on now was a lower budget and required two guys to share a room, a common complaint by the workers up here. While he didn’t love the lack of privacy himself, Danny wasn’t that concerned about it. He was definitely not shy about changing in front of other guys, his physique was impeccable and he loved to show it off.
Towards the last days of their three week turn, the whole crew was getting rowdy and ready to go back home for their 8 days off. The whole camp was really, considering on this site everyone was on the same schedule and the site went quite while everyone was back home. Danny found himself slightly annoyed with himself at first for making an appointment to get his foot looked since it was bothering him from a previous injury, but he had accidentally made the appointment for the Saturday a day after he was supposed to fly home instead of the week after he got back.
His foreman had said it wasn’t a big deal to change his flight for the following day, so he didn’t cancel the appointment, as he had been waiting for this one for a month and did need to get it checked out.
“Atleast I’ll have the place to myself for this last day” he thought to himself and got excited about the idea. All the thoughts and fantasies that ran through his mind during the month of working out naked, changing in his preferred slutty underwear that he wouldn’t dare break out when in the company of the other guys. Just thinking about what he might do with this empty dorm made his cock tingle with excitement.
On their last day of the stint, after work the crew was cheering and had already started drinking on the truck ride back from site, filling the camp dorm with frat house energy as they all casually went to their rooms to pack their stuff up. Within the hour his crew loaded into the van that would take them all on the 1.5 hour drive to the airport, Danny waved bye as they loaded in as his mind was already thinking about what he was gonna do. He wanted to go change into his little black thong and go to the gym, workout in nothing but the small slice of satin fabric. Maybe make a video or two to send to his boyfriend.
As he watched the van pull out with his crew inside, who happened to be the last ones to leave, he immediately raced back to his room, stripped off his carhartts and boring boxer briefs we donned for the last few weeks and into his panties. Despite having the place to himself he figured incase of unforeseen circumstances he should atleast still bring a towel to cover himself up while walking down the halls- he knew there weren’t cameras in the gym or dining area but thought there might be in the hall past reception and didn’t want to risk it.
As he got into the gym he whipped the towel off, his room keys safety pinned to the towel being the only item with him other than his cellphone. He started by getting into some squats, feeling euphoric from the feeling of the sheer, tight fabric digging deeper inside his exposed cheeks, phone recording the video as he was checking out his perfectly round and plump ass. Just as he was in full squat, 240lbs of weight on the bar, he heard the voice of his foreman calling his name from the hallway.
All the blood rushed from his face as he quickly stood up and tried to racked the bar. Debating what he should do he contemplated saying nothing and hoping he would just go away, but knowing he was the only person here he figured that wouldn’t work.
As he frantically grabbed his towel, atleast thanking his lucky stars he had thought ahead enough to grab that, he heard more voices coming from the other side of the door.
“Did you get it?” Said one of his coworkers
-“No, not yet, I’m trying to find him. DANNY” the foreman yelled again
“We gotta get going, otherwise we’ll miss our flight. Where the fuck could he be”
Knowing he didn’t have a ton of options, it was clear they were here looking for him and wouldn’t be leaving till they found him, so he took a deep breath and left the gym changeroom door with his towel wrapped tightly around his waist.
‘Hey guys what are you doing back here?’ Danny asked, cheeks red as the whole crew and his foreman noticed him come out, chuckles coming from some of the guys.
“Hey yea, it looks like you and Carter must have accidentally traded passports, he has yours and assumingly you have his. We need you to grab it for us. Where are your clothes by the way?” His foreman asked, a smirk growing across his face.
‘Oh- ha- well, umm i was just using the shower and figured that, you know, since no one was here I’d just head to the shower naked. I didn’t think anyone would see’
“So you’re just freeballing it under there then? Damn dude, didn’t waste anytime taking advantage of the empty place, eh?” One of his crew mates cawed from the back. Laughter erupted from the group.
‘Haha yea I guess not. Okay hang on the passports on my desk. I’ll go grab it.’ He said shyly, just wanting to get out of this situation. Suddenly Mike, one of the bigger guys on his crew who was kindof the prankster of the group, sometimes a bit immature but would take any advantage to get a laugh out of the group went up to him and said “We wouldn’t want to keep you, I see your keys there, I’ll run and grab it.” And before he had a second to realize what was happening, Mike grabbed the side of his towel and ripped it off with a quick pull and turned to run down the hall. It took a full second to register what had happened before he heard his entire crew roar Into laughter as he realized he was now standing here in nothing but his tiny black thong
“Dude what the hell are you wearing??”
“My girlfriend doesn’t even wear panties that small”
The crew continued to jeer and laugh as he attempted to cover his exposed ass with his hands, a clearly futile effort. As he sprinted down the hallway after Mike, his bubble but bouncing with every step, he could hear the catcalls and whistles from the guys get quieter as he got out of earshot. As he gets around the corner where his room is on he sees Mike coming towards him, passport in hand.
When Mike had grabbed the towel and ran, he hadn’t faced him after his attack, assuming he had just left his coworker naked in the lobby. It wasn’t until he saw him now that he realized what he actually had on under that towel and Mike too erupted into laughter at the sight of him.
“Holy shit dude, nice panties!”
-‘you asshole Mike! Give me my towel and my keys!!’
“I was going to but this is way too funny, you can only have them back after we get a group photo with you like this”
-‘Are you insane?? Absolutely not’
Danny tried to protest but Mike had already ran past him, towel and keys in hand. For a split second he figured his door might be unlocked because Mike clearly hadn’t locked it behind him, but then it quickly dawned on him he hadn’t turned the auto lock feature on the door handle off.
Panicking and humiliated, he heard mikes voice from down the hall
“You better come take a picture with us quick, we gotta catch our flight and if not I guess we’ll just be leaving with your keys”
Feeling utterly trapped, he reluctantly walked his way back to the group, hands doing the most they can to cover his lingerie choice, which was not much.
As he rejoins the group, almost everyone still laughing hysterically, they all seem on board with this photo idea, even the older more serious guys seem to be going along with it.
They all line up with Danny in front and center, cheeks furiously red at this point. They get a few photos on a self timer and then start to head back to the van, a couple guys smacking his ass as they go.
‘Give me my keys back now’ Danny demands angrily
-“Sure, fairs fair. Here-“ Mike says as he tosses his towel with his keys still attached onto a nearby chair. But as Danny walks over to grab it Mike sees one last opportunity and grabs the back of his thong and pulls it up. Danny yelps in pain and surprise, his hands reflexively going down to his crotch to protect his now crushing balls. With seemingly no effort at all Mike hoists him up to his tiptoes and hooks the thong onto two steel prongs on the wall, usually used to hang the snow shovels. Unfortunately for Danny they are the perfect height and size to hook both sides of leg holes with his feet just barely touching but not enough for him to undo his undies from the wall.
“See ya in a week panty boy” Mike taunts, taking another photo of him now hanging by his thong as everyone gets back onto the bus and head off.
His ass and balls being sliced, he angrily tried to twist his body to manage to free his trapped underwear but it’s no easy feat. After about 5 minutes of trying he decides his only option to get down is to rip himself free, forcing even more pressure downward, yelling out in pain as he feels the thin yet clearly durable fabric finally split its seems. Finally he grabs his towel and heads back to his room, ass and groin scraped up from the fabric burn and humiliation of what just happened clouding his brain.
‘I can’t believe that just happened. They are never going to let me live this down’ he thinks to himself as he flops down in his bed, still fully naked.
Atleast at this point, now that his secrets out anyways he might aswell wear the underwear he’s always preferred he thinks to himself as his blood returns from his face to his growing dick as he starts to rub one out thinking about his utter complete exposure.
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