In love with shiny shorts

So now I finally had a pair of shiny slippery nylon shorts. I hadn't tried them on because I was worried about my body's reaction in front of everyone. Later that day, we drove to country side to our summer house. It was a hot day and my mom said to me: "Now it's time try on your fashonable shorts. They look so shiny and new." Yes, they really did. I replied "err.... I just need to... " and went away. The house had a couple of rooms in which you could lock the door. I went to a room and locked the door. I undressed. My heart bumped and my mouth was dry. I dressed the shorts on. Remember, this was only the second time ever I wore sleek nylon shorts without any underpants. You know, second times sometimes are better than first times. My cock got so hard and the shorts were just as lovable as I was expecting. I was so turned on just standing there looking at my shorts' tent. The problem was that everyone were waiting for me to join them. I didn't want to mess the shorts up so what could I do? I decided just to dress up in tight underpants and put the shorts on top of them. That should hide my arousal and so it did (I guess). But once a spark has lit up, you can't put it out. In a few days, I ended up messing the shorts. And it happened a lot during that summer.

We had a summer house where my family stayed during summer. My two cousins lived next to our summer house. We only got to meet once or twice a year with these guys, so we weren’t actually friends or anything. One hot summer day my cousins showed up to our garden wearing white shiny Adidas shorts. Of course, I couldn’t take my eyes of the shorts. The other of the two also had got glasses. His shorts were maybe too small for him and the shorts kept no secret of what was underneath. He looked quite nerdy in his glasses and shorts too small. I had felt rather nerdy for whole my life and I thought my love for shorts was maybe part of my nerdiness. I suddenly started feeling strong fellowship with him. To me, he was like an image of myself in a mirror. How strange but exciting… I could feel how his shorts caressed him. I was sure he was obsessed by shorts like I was. Later on, when finally I was alone, I got a chance to wank thinking of him wearing his bulgeing shorts.

Maybe someone else also laid back and enjoyed the sensation of cool and sleek nylon shorts? Back in those days, you could see shiny nylon shorts everywhere. Not everyone wore them, though. There was this tall guy in my PE class who always wore light blue nylon shorts. He must have enjoyed them. And a friend of mine who had at least five pairs of nylon shorts. He wore them whenever it was warm enough. What were his thoughts and feelings about the shorts? I never asked.

My first satin nylon shorts got lost somehow and for some time I had to settle for boring cotton ones. I envied all my friends who wore satin nylon shorts. I kept on thinking how the sleek material would touch their skin and strategic parts of their bodies. Some guys already had a little longer type of shorts. Those shorts actually looked very nice to my eyes (and still do). I told my Mom I needed new shorts but the words "shiny nylon" didn't come out of my mouth. Then one day she called me out "hey, I did some shopping, I think these shorts are fashionable, do you like them?". I wanted to yell "OH YES" but only mumbled "yeah, I guess". My new shorts glimmered in sun light on my bed and called me to feel the excitement again! "Thanks" I said but didn't try the shorts on... for obvious reason. I was already half hard just by looking at them.

These kind of shorts I got before the legendary Rombo shorts. There isn't a photo of the shorts but they looked quite like this. They had no inner slip, but in the beginning I always used the shorts with short underpants. I didn't want to be commando, it felt somehow awkward. Then one day, I was home alone and I got an idea to try the shorts on without underpants. Where this idea came from, I don't know. So, I undressed and slipped the shorts on. My heart bumped and I felt strangely excited. I felt the slick nylon against my skin. Suddenly, I was hard and the shorts had built up a tent. I looked myself in a mirror. I felt excitement and like if had been invited to some kind of secrecy. There I was, a shiny shorts fetishist. It's quite clear now, at that time I had no idea what it was. It was cool and exciting, yet strange and frightening,

This was the kind of shorts I got when I was like 15. My Mom bought them to me. She thought satin nylon shorts were in fashion. I already had dreamed of having shiny shorts, many of my friends wore them. Actually, it was quite clear I had a thing towards shiny shorts already. It was a longing to wear this kind of fabric against my skin and secretly be turned on of it. Of course, I thought I was the only one with this kind of feelings, an alien. These shorts fulfilled this longing for a little while. My shorts were Rombo, not Adidas, not Beckenbauer. Still, I loved them, they were my lover in those lonely days.

Wish I was like him