Gary was shocked that I knew what WAM meant. He admitted he was very curious and even showered a couple times in his shorts and tshirt. Once he said he even joined his boyfriend in the shower still wearing his softball uniform, thinking it would be a sexy way to show him what he liked. He said his boyfriend seemed appalled and left him feeling awkward and embarrassed.
I felt bad for Gary but then he asked if I'd ever tried anything and seemed very eager to hear anything about it. I was a little guarded but told him I'd seen hundreds of pics and videos and even had gotten wet in my clothes before. What were you wearing, he asked. I told him I had just gotten home from work one day and needed a shower, so I decided to just do it in my khakis, button up shirt and even left my belt and shoes on.
At this point Gary adjusted what I assumed was a growing boner and took another drink. Man, wish I could have seen that, he smirked and smiled, or even did it myself. I asked him what was stopping him. He just laughed and said, nothing anymore I guess! The conversation continued and I confessed I had gotten wet with another guy and that it was amazing, especially when you actually cum in your wet clothes. I even asked if he wore boxers or briefs under his jeans. He stated he usually wore boxer briefs but that night he was wearing satin boxers, and he even lifted his shirt and pulled the waistband out to show me. They were baby blue and I was as hard as a rock.
I ordered us another round and now we both were getting a little braver. I told him how hot it would be to get wet in public. Gary tensed up and said it sounded hot but he was too much of a coward to do it, especially somewhere we both knew. I looked around and then back at Gary. The bar is still basically empty, no one would even remember, I told him.
Gary got quiet so I let the subject drop. We continued our drinks and then Gary leaned over and asked how we would even do it. I thought for a second and then told him to go use the bathroom and I'd take care of it. He shifted around a little, then got up and headed to the men's room.
I called the bartender over and ordered 2 more drinks and two draft beers. When Gary returned he looked at the drinks and asked what the beers where for. I told him the bartender pulled the wrong beer for another customer and asked if I wanted them,
Gary didnt think anything more about it and sat back next to me.
Well, did you think if anything, he asked. Within a second of him finishing his sentence I leaned across the bar and aggressively reached out for my drink, tipping the completely full mugs of beer right into Gary's lap! The beer splashed his shirt and soaked the crotch of his Levi's and as he rushed to stand it ran down his legs and wet his shoes.
You were saying, I said as I sat there grinning.
The bartender saw what happened and rushed over. Gary told him it was ok and he was sorry for the mess. He then quickly sat back down on the wet stool, which I'm sure soaked his hot ass. The bartender said not to worry, the floors were concrete and he asked one of the bar backs to clean it up.
Gary sat there for the longest time and I worried I went too far. He then grabbed his drink, took a big swallow, then looked over at me. I have a huge boner, he whispered, and leaned back to show me his huge bulge in those wet tan Levi's.
You wanted excitement, I said. He agreed but then asked why I wasnt going to get wet. At that moment the bartender returned with 2 fresh beers. He leaned over to Gary and said, this is just in case you want to get even.