Photo Story #4 (Patreon)

It had all started with an innocent prank! The camo-print thong had been a gag gift at a Christmas party. He’d been drunk and had obligingly put it on to amuse his buddies, but he hadn’t anticipated the effect it would have on him.

Dane had never worn a thong before and the soft material had felt so good nestled between his meaty cheeks, his bulge cupped and held firm. It wasn’t like anything he’d ever worn in his life.

After he’d given the other guys a good laugh at his expense, Dane had changed back into his briefs and immediately felt something akin to disappointment. He wanted to put the thong back on. But he didn’t want anyone to know. So, he pocketed the tiny undies and decided to wait until he was alone. Maybe his reaction was just because he was drunk?

The following day, halfway through his shift, Dane escaped to a toilet cubicle and removed his boots and pants. After double checking he was still alone, he removed his briefs and pulled on the thong. It felt even sexier than it had the night before. His cock was semi-erect before he'd even finished adjusting the waistband, and by the time he was pulling up his camo pants, his cock was throbbing and begging for some attention. 

Dane couldn't wrap his head around why the thong turned him on so much, but he knew he wouldn't be able to get rid of it. He wanted to wear it all the time, he wanted to jerk off in it, to coat the pouch in his cum. He'd never been so horny in his life. 

And that's how Dane had become obsessed with his camo-print thong! 

After the first couple of weeks, he was finding an excuse to wear it nearly every day, and he even amended his workouts so that he spent more days doing legs and glutes so that his ass popped even more with the thong nestled between his cheeks. 

Unfortunately for Dane, his excessive glute workouts came back to haunt him! 

One afternoon, he was working in the barracks with a couple of the other soldiers. Dane had noticed that his pants were tighter than normal over his ass, but that just turned him on more, so he made no attempts to get a bigger size. 

Dane and the others had been moving boxes of provisions, and as Dane had bent down and grabbed another box, he felt something loosen before he noticed a button roll away on the ground. 

Without even needing to check, Dane knew that he'd just lost the button from his pants, and as he bent down to drop the box, the fly ripped open too. This sound didn't go unnoticed by the other two guys, who turned to look in Dane's direction just as his pants dropped to his knees. 

Dane blushed furiously as the two guys burst out laughing at the sight of Dane's pants around his knees and his thong on show, his bulge hanging between his legs. 

"Damn, I didn't think you'd actually wear that thing," one of them howled. 

"Yeah man, what's with the cheek show?" 

The two guys continued to laugh their heads off as Dane dropped the box and yanked up his pants!

 From that day on, the other soldiers made Dane submit to an underwear check on a daily basis to ensure that he continued to wear his camouflage thong, and as much as he pretended that he hated the torment, he jerked off to it multiple times a day!