Adam had loved skintight faded levis ever since he had set his eyes on a pair back in the fifth grade, but since then, his passion had grown even stronger and his enjoyment of the skintight levis even more intense and real. Adam, a college student, really wanted to find that rarest of all finds today--another guy on his campus who is into skintight faded jeans as well. He had had virtually no luck up to this point. But it was a big campus, after all. Oh yes, there were guys who wore jeans--tons of them--but to a man, those jeans were either loose or not tight enough to be considered "skintight" by Adam. After all, it was Adam's contention that if you can easily remove your wallet from the patch pocket of your levis, then the jeans are clearly too loose and totally unacceptable. Adam was intense in his love and passion for skintight faded jeans, especially levis 501s. He had some pairs of 501s that were old, faded, and incredibly skintight, being about 4 sizes under his waist size to make them skintight beyond belief. It was impossible to either get his wallet out if he was to insert it in one of the patch pockets, and he could not even begin to put his hand into the front pockets at all! Certainly Adam never had to worry about pickpockets while in his incredibly skintight faded levis 501s!Today, however, Adam was about to have his boat rocked, for he was about to meet his double in the person of Jason, another college student on campus. Jason and Adam had never met, nor even seen each other up to now. What a pity, Adam would later think. But then on Tuesday it happened. The unbelievable--the unthinkable--the almost incredible meeting up with Jason by sheer coincidence on the campus.
Adam had just finished a class, and was heading back to his apartment. It was getting cooler here in the fall, and winter was on its way. Adam had walked this way many times, and was not giving it much thought. Then suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a whisp of blue heading to his left in front of him--a student, no doubt, no big deal. However, as Adam and this tall student got closer to intersecting at right angles, each headed to their destination, Adam noticed something strange--very strange--absolutely strange--in fact, just plain old weird! What was this? Had someone just dropped into the campus from the 60's or 70's? The first thing Adam noticed was the levis on this guy. Wow, Adam thought to himself, am I seeing things?
What Adam was seeing was another guy, tall and moderately lean like Adam, coming his way in skintight faded levis! Was Adam dreaming? Was this real? How could this be? I mean this is the age of "loose levis" is it not? But as the guy drew closer, Adam knew his eyes were not playing tricks on him. This good looking guy was wearing the tightest pair of skintight faded 501s that Adam had ever seen, excluding himself in a mirror! Immediately Adam was getting aroused looking at this student about to cross his path right in front of him.
Adam knew all about "carpe diem"--seize the day! Adam just wanted to seize the moment, a moment with this incredible example of how 501s should be worn by every guy who puts them on! The problem was, HOW was Adam going to make the intro without it looking really dumb. He had to think fast, for the other skin tight dude was fast approaching from the right on a near collision course where the sidewalks intersect. Well, in a fit of instinct, just as the skintight levis dude was about to pass in front of Adam, Adam broke the silence.
"Hey, aren't you in my English class?" Adam had to think fast, and just about everyone on this campus took English at some point. The other dude stopped in his tracks and turned toward Adam. He looked at Adam for a second, and scanned up and down Adam's front, and no doubt noticed Adams faded skintight levis that were bursting at the seams.Jason, the other guy, being into skintight jeans himself, and understanding that running into a tight jeans guy on campus is rare, figured it might be a ruse, but he was more than happy to go along with it.
Jason smiled, "I don't know, could be. What time do you take it?" Jason wanted to know (but not really--he just wanted to enjoy the view as long as possible!)
"At nine on MWF."
Well, they went back and forth for a few minutes trying to figure out if either was in the same class as the other. In fact, the truth is, both were trying desperately to find a way to be able to hang out together.
After a short while, Jason said to Adam, "Where are you headed now--to class?"
"Nah, I'm just going back to my apartment to hang out until my next class, but I've got some time to kill if you want to go get a coke or something like that."
Adam knew he was taking a chance by being so bold. After all, not everyone who crosses paths in the middle of campus asks each other out for a coke right away. But both Adam and Jason knew they had something in common that neither could deny or ignore--their love of super skintight faded bursting-at-the-seam bulging painted on levis 501s. Now they just had to find an excuse to hang out together until they could break the subject of tight jeans.
"Sure, let's go," Jason said. Adam's heart skipped a beat when he heard those words. The two skintight levis-clad boys introduced themselves as they headed off campus.
Both skintight-jeans-clad boys headed to a fast food place nearby, got someting to drink and headed to a booth out of the way. Adam was always a bit bold when it came to enjoying his skintight jeans and those of others, so after some chit-chat, he broke the levis-radio-silence.
Hey, I like your fashion choices," Adam laughed.
"What, you mean my shirt?" Jason chuckled back.
"You know, dude, your jeans!"
"Oh, yeah, my levis. Yeah, they are pretty nice, and I noticed that you like to wear levis too."
"Man, I live in my levis, and do everything in them, including sleep in them," Adam admitted.
Both guys were getting pretty aroused by all this talk of tight jeans.
"Yeah, I do too, more or less," Jason confided in Adam. There's something about the feel of the skintight denim that really feels good!"
Adam nodded in agreement, as his heart raced in excitement--he thought his heart was going to burst out of his chest it was racing so fast just like his cock wanted to do in his tortured skintight 501s. He felt his cock growing ever harder in his tortured levis by the second as this conversation moved along. "So what's the BEST thing you do in your skintight levis?"Jason thought for a moment. "Hmmmm, I really like to wrestle in them, that's pretty fun." Jason wanted to say how much he liked cumming in them, but decided it might be too strong for some guy he just met, even is he was a skintight levis lover like Jason was.
"Yeah, me too!" Adam replied, realizing his "capre diem" just might be a catch he may not want to throw back into the ocean.
"Hey, Jason, got time to pop by my apartment? I'll show you my collection of jeans."
"Sure, why not. I don't have another class for a couple of hours."
They headed over to Adam's apartment not far from campus. Both boys were hard in their skintight faded levis, but they really did not care. With every step both boys got the massage of their lives of their hard meat courtesy of their tortured levis. It was like most college students' apartments, with stuff all over the place. Adam showed Jason his collection of skintight jeans, including skintight faded levis, wranglers, and even some lees in the mix. Jason was impressed. The collection was pretty vast, and all of it faded and skintight.
"Now let's see how well you can wrestle," Jason said with a smile, as he grabbed Adam and pulled him down to the floor. Both guys were on the floor, wrestling around, each trying to get free, and each trying to pin his newfound skintight jeans buddy. One moment Jason would be on top of Adam, and try to pin him down, then the next moment, Adam would roll Jason over and Adam would be on top, trying to pin Jason to the floor. In all of this, both they boys' skintight jeans were rubbing madly together, the super skintight cotton tortured denim brushing up all over the other guy's.
As they were wrestling, each boy felt his own cock grow harder in his skintight levis, and noticed clearly that his buddy's cock was growing rock hard in his skintight faded levis as well. Both boys were about as hard as they could be, and both were maximizing the enjoyment of straddling the other tight jeans buddy between his own legs, only to have his buddy break loose and return the compliment.
Finally, as both boys were getting tired from nearly five minutes of heavy wrestling in their skintight faded levis, Adam pinned Jason for the last time, and came down on him, chest against chest, and skintight levis against skintight levis. Adam knew that Jason was probably close to cumming, so he reached down with his right hand and stroked the young stud's meat buried in the torturously tight levis. A little rubbing and stroking, and Jason pumped a huge load in his skintight faded 501s. Jason gave a sigh of relief and stopped all attempts to cancel Adam's pinning of him.
"Ok, now, Adam, it's your turn." The two boys rolled over, with Adams skintight levis covered butt against the carpeted floor, and Jason on top. Jason kissed Adam a few times on the neck and cheek, and then sat next to his buddy. With both hands, he stroked, pumped, and fondled his buddy's meat buried so deeply inside the tight levis--meat that was trying every way imaginable to burst out of the tortured levis. After gently stroking the mounded denim, he heard Adam groan as he pumped a huge load of hot creamy cum into his faded skintight levis. A huge spot of hot creamy cum started immediately to seep through the tortured denim. Jason gently rubbed the wet spot and felt the hot manjuice with his hand, and spread it over the front of Adam's now cum-soaked levis. Both boys, now drained of their manjuices, lay next to each other and both dozed off for about a half an hour.Adam woke up first, and then kissed Jason, which woke him up. Both boys got up off the floor, and inspected the situation. Both boys had stains where they had pumped huge loads of their hot manjuices into their tortured 501s. Both felt really good about being with each other, in sharing this skintight levis moment together. Both boys really enjoyed the past couple of hours, and each wanted to do it again. So Jason gave Adam his phone number, and told him to call anytime Adam wanted to enjoy seeing the skintight levis on a buddy or needed to get his rocks off. Adam agreed that they should get together again for some more skintight levis action. And both guys clearly planned to. It was written all over their skintight levis, after all!
To be continued..?....(perhaps)