Greg, Pat, or Zach?

Lupe stood naked with goosebumps dotting his skin as the air in the room seemed to run cold as ice as he looked down at the embarrassing clothes that had been set out for him. 'These fucking assholes look at this!!!! They chose the worst clothes its all bright and thin.' Lupe bit his lower lip as he reached out and held up the thin sheer fronted G-String it reminded him of something a stripper would wear. 'This is so fucking embarrassing!' Lupe's face was a deep crimson mixing with the soft caramel color of his skin as he stepped into the panties sliding the string up feeling it slip between his ass and press firmly against his sensitive hole as he pulled the sides up till they sat on his hip line driving the front into a deep V shape ending just above his small penis leaving his soft pubes on display. 'You gotta be kidding me this is what they want me to wear!? Well maybe they didnt know i mean they are a bunch of guys i dont think they knew...' Lupe tried to rationalize their choice in his head as his small penis sprung to life growing till it poked out the front of the panties his small smooth ball being bisected by the thin string.

Lupe looked at himself in the mirror and blushed deeply at how slutty he looked and it was only the first step. His eyes drew over to the reflection of the lace body suit with an open crotch split seeing how it matches the thin fabric craddling his intimates. 'Wait they match did they choose this on purpose? N-No they just grabbed a set its not like they want my body on display for them...' Lupe's small dainty hands carefully lifted the lace fabric feeling the rigid rods along the center of it before stepping into it and realizing as he pulls it over the rest of his body that it'll bunch up the strings of his panties, with an aggravated sigh he stepped out and stripped from the string before restarting and getting into the lace body suit feeling the rigid rods tightly pull against his torso creating a weird pressure on his stomach pushing it till its completely flat and bending his sides into a far more feminine flair and hugging his chest with thin sheer nylon his dark brown nipples poking out against the soft icy blue white material fully visable under the lace.

Lupe turned in the mirror trying to ignore his raging hard on feeling his cock twitch on its own as it stood straight out from the split in the crotch area and as he did he saw how the body suit pulled his ass up giving it extra perk and accentuating the heart shape of the soft plump flesh he noticed the split ran all the way back as he bent forward placing a knee onto Greg's bed feeling the tight lace pull his ass apart and expose his hole. 'Fuck this is so slutty...' Lupe felt his breath hitch as he stared at himself in the mirror moving one hand down till he began to stroke his small dick with two fingers at this angle it was so much smaller he was barely able to pull the tight foreskin back before he had to go forward again. 'Fuck why did this have to happen to me now im stuck with these big... dumb... strong... muscular...' his thoughts trailed away as he envisioned all three of the men in the next room grabbing and pulling at his body fighting over who gets to use him first as he whimpered pumping his now tiny cock as he pulled his other knee onto the bed kneeling and leaning forward arching his back to push his out watching it in the mirror as it jiggled and smack against itself softly like he was twerking without trying. 'Fucking Pat and his big cock... I bet Greg and Zach are just as big...' his mouth began to water as he envisioned the three cocks in his mind.

Lupe whimpered as he pulled his hand away from the drooling mess that was becoming his cock precum coating his fingers as he stood abruptly. 'Fuck I can't take too long or they'll suspect something...' lupe grabbed the G-string once again working it up outside of the body suit before he grabbed his cock and tucked it backwards feeling his small soft balls ascend into his body with the motion as he pulled the string tightly to hold his now leaking half hard cock against his crotch. 'Fuck why am I so turned on!? Stupid fucking clothes, stupid fucking mistake, stupid fucking cock getting hard!' Lupe berated the situation and himself as he grabbed the shorts seeing how tiny they were only reinforced his thoughts as he wiggled them up to his thicker thighs feeling them squeeze around the soft flesh as he had to wiggle and pull at the same time to get the tight rougher jean material up as far as he could buttoning and zipping it up before looking again at the mirror his face hit with annew shade of red as he realized it stopped just above the panties leaving his soft pubes still on display along with the top of the slit from the body suit.

'I can't wear this in front of them!!!' He lamented as he stared at himself in the mirror barely recognizing the femine figure staring back at him. The last piece of fabrics on the bed were these soft dainty stay up lace stockings and the equally sheer long sleeve crop top, 'They must have known what this would look like... what I would look like... like a slut...' his own thoughts seemed tortuous as he found his hands bunching up the stockings one at a time sliding them up his caramel colored hairless legs and slipping the tight crop top over his head and down his arms before he stopped and looked at the mirror one last time seeing the soft white blues and the bright turquoise shorts pairing well with his soft brown skin like it was made for him. He felt his cock thrum under the string and the jean material thankful that the tightness stopped his dick from tenting the front. Lupe looked himself in the eyes, 'you are a man not a slutty girl and this has to be some kind of joke or maybe they didnt realize what this would like together, yeah they are dudes they dont know about womans fashion... yeah.' He lied to himself as best he could as he took tiny nervous steps towards the door feeling the soft moisture from his precum coat his crotch not realizing he was swaying his hips with each step from the tight fabrics grip.

The three mean were lounging about Patrick was already on his second beer of the day laying across the conversation pit purposefully invading the space Lupe used to sleep. Greg was pacing nervously holding a beer in his hand. "Shit guys did we go to far its taking him a second to come out?" He asked to the other two. Zach shook his head side to side slowly, "No dude he asked us to get him clothes and he knows the other suitcase is lost and with no other options he's probably just trying to figure out how to put it all on." Patrick laughed and looked over at Zach and Greg, "I'm sure our little latin princess can figure it out." Pat gave them a wink with a shit eating grin. "Dude hes my roommate hes a dude alright don't lie to yourself." Greg spat back right as the heard the creek of Greg's door.

All three men felt their jaws drop simultaneously as they looked at Lupe in the skimpy outfit they had chosen, the way it hugged Lupe's body and made him curvier the soft femine thighs being lightly squeezed by the icy white blue stockings the caramel flesh tinting it brown, the tight shorts pulling his thighs apart and pushing his ass out the small shock of brown skin and black hair sitting just above the tight V shape of the waist. 'Oh I'm taking this bitches mouth tonight at least!' Patrick thought to himself as he sat up with a wolf whistle letting his eyes trace the outline of Lupe's body. "Damn Lupe I didn't know youd look like that!" Pat jeered out as Lupe shrunk into himself. Greg cleared his throught as he stared at Lupe, 'He looks like a nervous girl about to do her first porn shoot.' Greg's voice almost cracked as he spoke, "Shut up dude he's probably already self conscious about the clothes he cant help it if it makes him look like a girl!" Patrick held his hands up in defeat and muttered, "Damn bro just say you want her." Greg chose to ignore that as he approached Lupe slowly as if he might run away like a deer on the side of the road. Zachary didnt say anything as his eyes were glued to Lupe, 'She's perfect look at her little feet in those stockings and that body suit works wonders on her, what a perfect sissy I want her now.' His thoughts repeated as he watched Lupe intently with hunger in his eyes.

Lupe felt tiny smaller than just the height difference between him and these other three men. 'T-They are staring so hard at me, at least Greg is defending me... defending my honor, like a girl...' he cleared his throat summoning all the gusto he could, "Fuck off Pat, I can't believe the slut who packed all this for a trip it looks ridiculous." He tried to stop his voice from shaking but the eyes and his nerves put him on edge making his voice quiver slightly. "Oh my towel!" Lupe turned back to the room briefly before bending over at his waist from the rigidity of the corset sewed in the body suit to grab his towel inadvertently showing his thick perky ass to the three men in the next room over his cheeks seperated by the tight shorts that worked their way even deeper as he bent over the string of his panties slipping deeper into his ass rubbing softly over his hole almost drawing a soft moan from his lips before he choked it down.

"Whatever im going fishing guys whoever wants to come with can." Greg said out loud to the room as he made his way over to a closet to begin to pull out poles and the tackle box. "I'm just gonna drink and relax around here, if you wanna join Lupe?~" the way Pat said Lupe's name made a chill run up his spine. "I've got a little work to do then I'm gonna go for a walk down one of the trails if anybody wants to come with." Zach said his voice cracking just a bit as he hadnt realized how dry his throat had become looking at the object of all his hidden fetishes Lupe.