A small cheerleader outfit and his old clothes.

Miguel finished washing up and sighed deeply stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel to dry off with. 'Well even if I did like it I don't think Robert will be okay after that unless I tell him the truth.' Miguel thought back to Roberts panic as he finsished drying his body off the feeling of hot sticky cum lingering across his face as Miguel's small dick jumped to half hard. Looking around he laid his eyes on two sets of clothes one is the clothes he arrived in but the pant leg has been haphazardly sewn back together and the other set must be Robert's older sisters old cheer outfit that was pink and white with a pair of dusty pink lingerie and matching stiletto heels.

Robert paced back and forth at the end if the hall nervously, 'Shit, hopefully I didn't read into it too much. I think he was enjoying what happened hut what if he didn't.' Robert tried to calm himself thinking about how he gave Miguel a choice this time if he chose the cheer outfit then its obvious he did enjoy it and if he comes out in his clothes then surely he didnt and it'd be the end of their friendship. 'I just lost control that it yeah, its not like I want to date Miguel or anything. Shit am I gay?' Robert tried to shake the thoughts from his mind drawing on the number of girl's he's fucked throughout high school but his mind keeps circling back to Miguel's thick ass in those tights and picturing himself slamming into it.

Miguel let out a shocked gasp as his soft hands ran over the sexy lace lingerie set on the counter. The more he felt it the more his tiny dick twitched as the thoughts of Robert's thick veiny cock flooded back to his mind the feeling of the heat coming off of it as it rested against his face. 'Fuck me do i really want that again...' Miguel's thoughts drifted as he grabbed the lace thong and slipped it up his smooth pillowy thighs feeling it slip between his thick ass cheeks and push against his tight hole. 'I did like it a lot...' the thought caught and repeated in his mind as he grabbed the matching bralette slipping it onto his puffy chest. 'I dont know what this means but i just want it, no i want him!' Miguel's breath picked up as his heart began to race as he slipped the gater belt on and the thin see through stockings up his legs feeling them squeeze into his soft thigh flesh. He began to pant softly as he slipped the tiny top over his chest noticing its tight and small making his nipples stick through the fabric before slipping the skirt up his thick waist noticing that it ends just above his thick ass leaving the bottom of it exposed to the air. 'I'm going to do this.' Was the final thought miguel had as he slid his dainty nylon covered feet into the stiletto heels as he stood he stopped and looked in the mirror before pulling out his phone and snapping several pictures of himself in this porn star cheer get up.

Robert's mind began to run away from him as he stopped pacing and leaned against a wall, 'He's taking a long time, what if he's freaking out and feels like I'm forcing him to do this...' Robert's thoughts stopped short as the door popped and creaked softly his eyes instanly flew towards the door his breath catching in his throat as he prepared for the worst only for him to instantly be filled with an animalistic lust feeling his cock jump and stiffen as his eyes ate up the visage of Miguel dressed like a slutty cheerleader. "Y-You want this?" Robert asked nervously as miguel timidly stepped from the door way.