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It was just supposed to be a joke. A little teasing to lighten the mood after the awful day they had had. Brad and Nate arrived at Brad’s place with poor Nate covered in disgusting muck from their latest excursion on Brad's leave. Brad, being by far the cleaner of the two, conceded the first shower without prompting while Nate grumbled his thanks.
Brad even generously left a bundle of clean clothes by the bathroom door with what he thought would be a funny surprise that would give Nate something to have a nice laugh about, lifting his spirits. Settling on the couch in front of the tv, Brad waited for the fireworks.
~~~~~
Hearing the water turn off, Brad smirked to himself imagining Nate’s initial reaction but when no yell came Brad frowned.
A light cough from the doorway had Brad whipping his head round to see Nate standing there with his compact, muscular body bare and damp save for a pair of pale yellow panties.
They were a confection of silk and lace with a line of ruffles contrasting nicely with Nate’s pale skin. His sparse body hair only served to make the sight all the more tempting. Brad’s mouth went impossibly dry as his blood headed south.
All he could manage was a dry rasp barely above a whisper, “Nate.”
Finally tearing his eyes from his former LT’s delectable body, Brad looked Nate in the eyes and caught his look of smug satisfaction before he said lightly, “Yes, Brad?”
The teasing challenge in his partner’s voice spurred Brad up off the couch and into Nate’s space crowding him back against the door jam.
“Nate,” rumbled out of Brad’s throat questioningly with his hands not quite touching. Nate arched off the jam pressing into Brad in one long sensuous roll.
“What? Don’t you like them, Brad?” Nate all but purred locking eyes with his former NCO.
With a growl, Brad closed the scant distance between them sweeping his hands down Nate’s flanks and pulling him into a searing kiss. It was wet and hot as Brad pressed Nate back against the doorway all the while running his hands along the frilly edges of the panties.
“Fuck, Nate,” Brad said with feeling when he pulled back for air, “You’re so fucking pretty.”
Brad promptly kissed away the stunned look that that declaration brought, before tearing himself away from Nate completely.
Confusion had barely registered on Nate’s face before Brad was on his knees sliding his hands up Nate’s legs settling on his thighs with his thumbs caressing just under the hem of his panties.
Brad locked eyes with Nate once more before pressing his face to the yellow fabric straining to contain Nate’s erection.
Nate let out a moan as Brad breathed warm, moist air into the crotch of his panties before mouthing at his cock through the fabric.
“Oh God, Brad,” moaned Nate as he brought up his hands threading his fingers into Brad’s hair.
Finally, Brad worked his way up to the darkened patch where Nate’s precum had soaked into the panties and laved at the spot with his tongue earning a sharp, appreciative tug on his hair. Brad hummed and then sucked fully at the head drawing a taste of Nate through the fabric all while holding Nate’s hips steady so that he could not buck into his mouth.
“Please, Brad. Please,” Nate begged as Brad pulled away again, batting his partner’s hands away before seizing his hips and flipping him around.
“Not until I’ve had my fill of you in these panties,” Brad rejoindered with a smirk which was met with a huffed laugh until he leaned in and nipped at the nearest buttcheek.
“Hey!”
“Sorry, baby,” Brad said, not sounding sorry at all as he reached up and grasped two handfuls of Nate’s downright mouthwatering ass giving them a nice long grope before spreading the cheeks and running his thumbs down the crack looking for his hole.
“Wha-,” was all that Nate was able to say before Brad leaned in and licked wetly at his cloth-covered hole.
“Hhnaagah,” said Nate as Brad continued to lick and suck at his hole through the fabric.
Brad was in heaven pressed between Nate’s cheeks. But when Nate arched and canted his hips back Brad had to press the heel of his hand into his erection to keep from cumming at the evidence of Nate’s eager enjoyment.
Standing abruptly, Brad let out a little chuckle at the whine of protest from Nate but without fully taking his hands off of him he began to herd his partner towards the couch while stripping off his shirt and undoing his jeans.
When they reached the couch, Nate went to slip off the yellow panties but Brad grabbed his hands and used his hold on them to draw Nate into a forceful and wet kiss that left him breathless and panting.
“Leave them,” Brad growled as he pulled back. “I’m going to make you cum in those pretty panties.”
“Jesus.”
“No, Brad.”
Nate laughed, “You dork.”
“Now, get on the couch baby.”
“Sir, yes sir,” Nate quipped before getting on the couch facing the back with his knees spread wide and inviting the pale yellow panties stretched taut over his ass.
Giving Nate’s ass a light slap, Brad leaned over to the side table and fished out a bottle of lotion. With two fingers coated, he used the other hand to pull aside the panties and teased at Nate’s damp pucker.
“Brad, come on,” Nate insisted right before one of Brad’s long fingers pushed into him causing him to moan and clench.
“Relax baby,” Brad murmured.
With a huff, Nate did just that and Brad pressed both lotion covered fingers into him moving them in and out looking for just the right spot. . .
Nate let out a heartfelt moan and Brad grinned.
After fingering Nate for a minute, Brad withdrew his fingers and snagged the lotion again to coat his newly freed cock.
Grabbing the panties once again, Brad lined his cock up to Nate’s hole without pushing in, “Are you ready, baby?”
“Damn it, Brad! Now!”
And with that Brad pressed in as Nate bore down.
It would have been easier to fuck Nate if he wasn’t wearing the panties, but Brad loved the sight of all that silky material rucked up to bare Nate’s hole being spread wide on Brad’s cock.
“You are so fucking pretty,” Brad praised while thrusting into his partner with abandon, “So pretty when I’m fucking you, Nate. You should always be wearing panties so that I know that just under your clothes there is a pretty present for me to unwrap. All for me. All mine.”
Nate seemed incapable of doing anything but moaning and whining and shivering through Brad’s little speech as he thrust back to meet him.
When Brad felt close, he leaned forward and reached for Nate’s cock still trapped inside the panties.
“Cum for me Nate,” and with no more prompting, Nate came inside his panties.
As soon as Nate relaxed from his orgasm, Brad pulled out, and with a few rough pulls on his cock he also came on Nate’s soiled panties.
~~~~~
Once they had both caught their breath, Brad and Nate stood up by the couch. Brad shucked off the rest of his clothes before flopping naked onto the couch leaving Nate to remove his cum-soaked panties far more gingerly.
“You’re an animal, Brad.”
“Mmm,” was Brad’s only response until Nate had freed himself from the ruined panties when he dragged the now naked Nate down onto the couch for a snuggle.
Pressed skin to skin laid out on the couch Nate asked, “Did you plan for this to happen? When you gave me the panties with the other clean clothes?”
Brad doesn’t answer right away, luxuriating in the feeling of Nate against him before admitting, “It was just supposed to be a joke, something that we could laugh about.”
Nate went completely still in Brad’s arms.
“But,” Brad continues, “I can’t deny that I’d thought about it before, fantasized about you wearing panties. So, I guess, subconsciously I was testing the waters so to speak.”
Nate seemed to melt back into Brad, warm and pleased.
“Well, I hope you have other pairs because I don’t think these ones are ever going to be the same again,” Nate joked.
Brad hummed and pulled Nate close, “Oh don’t worry, there are plenty more where those came from.”
The End.