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Photo Story #46
🕑 Added 2025-01-31 18:00:09 +0000 UTCThis week's Photo Story is based on a photo from one of our very own Patrons, Danny - you can find him on X/Twitter @dannyispeachy so give him a follow, and I hope you enjoy this week's story.
Danny had always had a thick, juicy ass! It had started developing in high school and had only got thicker and juicier the older he got. Over the years, he'd become accustomed to struggling to find pants that fit him well, having to settle for loose in the waist or way too tight on the butt.
Despite the amount of teasing comments and mocking jibes about his ample bubble butt, he'd never really minded it. He loved how it looked, and how it felt . . . his only issue was that he wished he didn't go through so many pairs of pants. No matter how hard he tried, he was forever ripping his pants, and it was often straight down the rear seam where his thick ass was desperate to burst out.
Danny had started avoiding formal events so that he could stick to wearing something with more stretch, and after a few years, had managed to avoid his impressive ass exploding out of his pants anywhere public at all.
But that all changed when he was invited to a friend's party.
it was being hosted a nice downtown hotel and Danny had gone long enough without ripping any pants that he didn't think it would be an issue. He'd been working a bit recently and was feeling pretty confident in his appearance, so he decided to go to the party in a pair of navy suit pants and a striped polo.
As he got dressed after a long shower, Danny rummaged through his underwear drawer, wondering whether he should wear briefs, boxer briefs or a jock under the suit pants. But as he moved a pair of old tighty whities to the side, he saw a deep red colour, and grabbed the pair in question, stunned that he still had them.
It was an exceedingly skimpy red cotton thong, one that Danny hadn't worn for years. The last time he'd worn it, he'd ripped his jeans and everyone had seen both the thong and his meaty cheeks. He'd been mortified. But that hadn't happened for years now, so with a cheeky grin, he pulled on the red thong, adjusting the strap between his cheeks and positioning his bulge just right in the low slung pouch.
"Damn, this looks good," Danny said to his reflection as he admired the skimpy thing, his meaty bulge and his epic ass that stuck out like a shelf.
Danny pulled on some socks and his polo before yanking on the navy suit pants. He was so used to stretchy material that it confused him when he struggled to get them over his thighs.
"Fuck, these are tight," he cursed as he wrestled himself into them.
Finally, he managed to get them over his cheeks and button them, deciding to add a belt just in case the straining button popped. He pushed his feet into a pair of brown leather dress shoes and smiled at his reflection.
"Looking sharp," he said to himself.
The party was in full swing when he arrived at the hotel and he happily took a glass of champagne and headed over to say "happy birthday" to his buddy.
As the evening progressed, Danny found the room getting hotter and hotter with the more people that turned up. He could feel his polo sticking to his back and could feel the damp patches under his arms. But worse, he could feel the sweat between his cheeks, his thong soaked from the moisture.
"I just need some air," Danny said to a couple of friends as he indicated the balcony doors with his drink.
They nodded and Danny weaved his way through the crowd to the double doors that led out to the balcony. He was sure that some fresh air would cool him down quickly and then he could get back to the party.
The double doors were stiff but with a mighty shove, Danny finally got them open. But in the process, he let go of his glass and it bounced across the balcony to the railing, mercifully not shattering.
"Thank god for that," Danny said with a sigh as he took the couple of steps to the railing.
Forgetting his history and forgetting how tight his pants were, Danny bent over to pick up his glass, but as soon as he did so, he knew the mistake he'd made.
RRRRRRRRIIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPPPP!
The ripping sound was beyond loud as the rear seam exploded open from waistband to crotch, but it didn't stop there. The inner thigh seams also popped open and ripped by a few inches on each side. Danny's epic cheeks were on full show to the room behind him, and what was worse, was that his waistband had dropped enough that the whale tail of his thong was clearly visible too.
To make matters worse, when Danny bent over, the collar of his polo snagged on the iron railings and now he couldn't stand up.
He was fully exposed with no way to move and the entire party were now crowding around the balcony doors at the sight of Danny's chunky ass and red thong on full display.
"Fuck!" Danny whispered. "I can't believe this is happening."
"Holy fuck, dude! Check you out with all that cake," one of the guys he was friends with said behind him, before giving one of his cheeks a loud slap.
Danny jumped, forcing his big butt to bounce, which caused even more laughter. What made things even worse for Danny is that he loved having his ass slapped, and that simple slap from his buddy had his dick starting to harden inside the tight skimpy pouch of his thong.
"Oh fuck! Not now! Please! I can't," Danny groaned.
But his body wasn't paying attention and his cock pushed its way out of the pouch of his thong as he reached a full throbbing erection.
"Do you need some help?" one of the friends he'd been chatting to before said, trying to hide their laughter.
Before Danny could respond, the friend came around the side of him and immediately noticed his hard cock hanging out of the front of his pants, the seam now ripped up past the zipper leaving everything on show.
"Dude, why are you hard right now?"
"It's not my fault, okay? Just please help me!"
The friend burst out laughing. "He's got a boner!"
The crowd laughed harder, some of them coming on to the balcony to take a look.
"Maybe we should leave him here so we can have some fun later," one of the guys said, and despite Danny's protests, everyone roared their agreement.
"What the fuck do I do now?" Danny groaned.
