A black G-string thong

Amongst all the cloths and colors withing the drawer John grabs the simplist black piece his eyes find. Kicking his PJ pants off he slides the slinky black piece up his legs. The piece barely contained his penis, but feeling the string nestle between his buns, John takes a moment to admire how perky his bum looks in his mother's mirror. Pleased by what he sees gives his himself a little slap on the cheek. Titillated and shocked by pleasure, John was paralyzed as his soft cheek jiggled in the mirror. After a moment he came to his senses and noticed the time. 9:10 AM. John had somewhere to be.