![]() "These are the same ones I wore when I was younger. ![]() It's like you're wearing women's underwear!" "But these are totally riding up into your ass. "I accidentally mixed them with new red clothing in the washing machine and the colors bled and turned my briefs pinkish," Jessie replied annoyed. "Your briefs were white!" Zack said, still laughing. "What in the world are you wearing?!" He could not contain his laughter and had to lean on the counter to stop himself from falling over. Instinctively, Zack pulled down Jessie's pants. Jessie hesitated to follow along, but Zack briefly remembered their childhood shenanigans, when they would pull down each other's pants for a quick laugh. Zack now stood nearly naked in the kitchen, apart from his socks and black boxer briefs. "It's not like we haven't seen each other in underwear before, changing into our gym clothing at school and all that." He picked up his pants from the floor and threw them toward the living room to land them on the couch, where he had placed his shirt earlier. "Ah, fuck it," Zack said, as he undid his belt and took off his pants. The kitchen was not luxuriously big, though, and Zack's idea soon proved to be insufficient in battling the heat that was building up from both the sun and the oven. Jessie shrugged it off and the duo continued baking cookies. It just came a little unexpected, that's all." ![]() "Alright, alright," Zack said when he managed to stop laughing. "That's hilarious." He needed a moment to recover while Jessie stared him down. "Dude, you totally just turned your t-shirt into a bra." Zack laughed. He was proud of having learned this technique many years back, but Zack could only laugh in response. "But I know another way to cool myself." He grabbed the bottom of his shirt, looped it through the front of the shirt's neck, and pulled it down to tighten it, exposing his midriff. "I don't feel comfortable without my shirt," Jessie said. But a voice in his head still told him it was indecent, and that Zack might take the wrong message if he took his shirt off too, despite him encouraging it. Jessie knew that taking off his shirt shouldn't matter. He had gotten used to it, but it still made him feel self-conscious. His skinny build, long hairstyle, and his androgynous name often lead to Jessie being misgendered. Jessie never felt very masculine about himself, but he also never felt pressured to prove others otherwise and work out to look more muscular. But Jessie was the kind of skinny without the muscles. It was not that he was chubby or overweight in any way. I can see you're sweating! Just take off your shirt!" "You can't convince me you're not feeling hot. At this point, all he was still wearing, was his loosely fitting three-quarter pants and his socks, as shoes were always taken off at the front door. He had a rather muscular, fit build, and he was not at all ashamed of showing it off. ![]() Zack came up with an idea and took off his shirt. The baking was only halfway done, and there was still plenty of work to be done. Despite waking up earlier than usual, it still got very hot, very early on in the day. However, the summer heat and the broken air-conditioning made things tough today. Their cookies were amazing, and anyone who disagreed with their practice was just phobic and a fool. It was a way of bonding that was not commonplace among male friends, but Jessie and Zack never cared for that. They had always enjoyed doing this activity at least once a month. They had woken up early, so they could make enough batches of cookies to have for breakfast and lunch. But Jessie and Zack were not going to let it get their spirits down, as the only recipe they were concerned with, was their cookie recipe. Generally, this would be the recipe for a horrible day. The air-conditioning had broken down over at Jessie's place. ![]()
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