#windpant

[shinykink]

Anyone know where to get these trousers ? 😋

#nylonfetish #shinynylon #Nike #airmax #nylon #windpant #trackpants #ripstop #shiny #Thesolesupplier #Sole

[romanazimov]

#nylonaddict #windpants #nylonpants #overall #nylonoverall #trainers #scally

[nylontrackiesdude]

Woke up hard this morning.

#trackies #nylon #windpants

[vinylcapehaircuts]

#barbershop #tracksuit #windpants #windbreaker #tracksuits #blackvinylcapes #blackvinylcape #vinylcapehaircut

[windypantsuk]

#youtube #tumblr milestone #adidas windpants #cal surf #windpants #stormy

[tangerinequeen19]

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#ngl those green shorts look EXACTLY like my middle school soccer uniform #down to the number placement 😂 #not the first time louis has channeled my middle school sportswear #((windpants ftw))

[crispyhoagieloverllama]

Nike Athletic Wind Pants Boys Size Small Black Lined Track Pants Drawstring Waist Brand: Nike Size: Boys Youth Small Style: Pull on elastic waist with internal drawstring, black with white thin side stripes and logo swoosh. Warm fabric lined upper goes from the waist to just above the knee. Two side pockets. Condition: Excellent pre-owned, very gently worn condition. No signs of wear. #athleisure #athletic #nike #swoosh #trackpants #joggers #gym #sport #windpants Bundles and offers are always welcome! Thank you for shopping with me! All items are sealed and stored in a smoke free, pet friendly home. Recycled materials are used when shipping whenever possible. Pre-owned items may show signs of previous use, ownership or wear. I want you to be pleased with your purchase, so please review photos and the description carefully. #poshmark #fashion #shopping

#athleisure #athletic #nike #swoosh #trackpants #joggers #gym #sport #windpants

[adidas-kidnap]

Straight boy kidnapped, woke up laying on the cold concrete floor. His hands, legs and body was bound by some kind of straps. He looked around to see that he was in the some kind of small abandoned warehouse room. The boy was scared; he didn't know where he was or why he was there? The last thing he remembers is that he wore his new adidas tracksuit and went jogging through the forest and passing by a van parked in path.

Boy struggled on the floor to get himself free but straps were tight, giving no loose. He saw there was a door to get out of this room, but it looked like locked and impossible to open when bound like this. He didn't know what to do so he started to call help.

Boy: "Help" … Boy: "Anyone here? Help" …

Soon boy heard some racket and somebody opened the warehouse door. Boy struggled to turn in his bonds and saw tall man wearing black shiny nylon windsuit, ski mask and carrying a bag. Boy: "Help me! Let me out!" Man laughed: "Can't let such tracksuit twinks run freely" Man walked on boy and crouched, using hand he groped boy's ass. Man: "Your cute ass looks and feels so good in those trackies" Boy struggled and screamed Boy: "NO, TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF AND LET ME GO!" Man: "You aren't getting free sporty boy, we are gonna have some fun with you" Boy: "LET ME GO YOU SICKO, HELP!" Man took something from bag and boy soon heard sound of tape tearing. Man: "I think you have been loud enough" Boy: "STOP!" Man went top of the boy and and stuffed some cloth inside the boy's mouth and started to wrap duct tape around boy's head. Boy tried to struggle and scream but binds and man on the top made it impossible. Multiple and multiple times, man made loops with duct tape around the boy's head before finishing the gag.

Man rose up and reached for bag again. Man: "You was trying to leave when you moved through the floor towards the door? Boy heard sounds of the metal chains. Man took boy by shoulders and pulled him against the wall. Boy kept trying to scream but gag was very effective. "Sit up" Man said when he lifted boy into a sitting position. Boy felt chain put around his neck and it getting locked behind. Boy tried to resist but couldn't do much. Then man took rest of the chain, pulled it up to create some tension and locked it somewhere above boy's head. Now poor boy couldn't move around at all as chain on his neck kept him to sit against the wall.

Boy looked his captor and noticed big cock bulging in man's windpants. Boy got scared of that and the man noticed what the boy had seen. Man came and put his crotch to boy's face. Grapping boy's head he forced boy's face to slide around his bulge through soft and shiny nylon of windpants. Boy tried to get his face off from the bulge but man was holding boy's head tight, man enjoyed that and got even more hard. Leaving boy in the bonds, man turned around, picked his bag. Now cellphone in his hand, he took picture of poor boy.

Man: "Don't go anywhere, later when my gay dominant sport friends arrive, we will start the actual fun." Leaving the helpless boy behind, he switched the lights off, now it was pitch black. Man opened the door, walked out and shut the door. Boy could tell from the metal sounds that door was very thoroughly locked.

In cold, dark and silent, boy subtly tested his bonds, hands were secure, legs were secure and any movement to move around was prevented by the neck chain. Now it was only helpless waiting for the poor boy to capturers come back and have their "fun".

#duct tape #chained #tracksuit #adidas #tiedupguys #meninbondage #gaybondage #boundandgagged #gaggedguys #trackies #gay twink #scally #prisoner

[jungle-angel]

Can you do

2.      B- Bedtime/Bathtime

With Bob?

DADDY BOB!!!!!! Of course hon, there's no way I'd ever pass this up!!! I love doing stuff like this!! lol

Bob traipsed up the steps from the beach, his wetsuit and feet covered in sand, his mop of hair sticking to his forehead as he shook grains of ocean salt from the ends. It felt good to swim in the ocean, but it left him feeling itchier than a mangy dog.

Quickly, he stripped off his wetsuit, peeling it from his body as he slung it over the door of the outdoor shower. He turned on the hot water, letting it soak him completely as he washed away the sticky, salty feeling of the ocean.

He walked back up to the deck in nothing but his glasses and a fresh towel, the cool breeze forming goosebumps all over his skin. He opened the sliding door to find you in the kitchen with Baby Patrick on your hip and a lock of your hair in his little mouth.

You felt Patrick's little head lift from your shoulder as he wriggled, babbling loudly as he reached for his father. "Uh oh, somebody's back," you said cheerfully as you lifted the lid off the crockpot, the room filling quickly with the smell of pot roast.

"Hi buddy," Bob said, gently taking Patrick's chubby little face in his hands before peppering it with kisses. Patrick giggled and grabbed at Bob's face, almost knocking the glasses right off his face. "Babe you wanna give him to me?"

"Gladly," you answered. "My arm is killing me and I've gotta get the bread out of the oven."

Bob carefully lifted Patrick from the curve of your aching arm and lifting him into his, cradling the baby against his bare skin. "You're getting so big," Bob murmured as he kissed the thin little tufts of dark blonde hair on the top of Patrick's head. "Pretty soon you're gonna scare Mommy because you'll look just like your dada."

Patrick yawned a little before he began to sloppily gnaw at Bob's jawline, drawing a laugh from Bob's throat. "Oh baby boy, you never fail to make me laugh."

Dinner was eaten with just the three of you, Bob still in nothing except a towel, making it slightly harder for you not to giggle. It was absolutely perfect, no having to spend the nights alone, no having to worry about calling at weird hours.....it was just perfect.

"I can give him a bath and put him to bed tonight hon," Bob told you.

"You sure?" you asked as you helped clear away the dishes.

"I took care of the dishes the last three nights, it's the least I can do," Bob explained. "Besides, Mr. Man's gonna need it."

And boy did he. One look at Patrick and you knew he'd definitely need it after he had practically painted himself with his own dinner.

Bob laughed a little as he lifted Patrick from the little wooden hi-chair he used, carrying him up the stairs and setting him on the bathmat before grabbing a pair of navy blue and white windpants and a grey US Navy t-shirt.

"Alright Mr. Man," Bob said to Patrick. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Bob ran the water, making sure it was warm enough for Patrick, peeling off the baby's clothes and sticking them in the laundry basket for when the next load would be ready. His gentle hands scrubbed away every last little bit of food that had gotten stuck to him, his face, hands and hair, before taking a handful of water and carefully rinsing out Patrick's hair.

"Almost done buddy," Bob assured him.

Patrick's chubby little arms splashed the water right up onto Bob's face, but Bob hardly cared. Once Patrick was completely cleaned off, Bob lifted him right out of the water and carefully wrapped him in the towel that had come fresh from the dryer. "Let's go my man," he said, lifting Patrick right into his arms again and carrying him to the little room right next to the shared bedroom.

Bob still couldn't believe that hardly four months ago, you and him had brought Patrick home, a tiny little baby who would awake at strange hours of the night, but who had brought so much love into the house with just his presence. Now, he had begun to resemble Bob in more ways than one despite being such a chatty baby.

In no time at all, Patrick was ready for bed and in a pair of soft, blue pjs that seemed to match his perfectly blue eyes. Bob lazily wrapped Patrick in his blue baby blanket before seating himself in the rocker.

"You're getting tired aren't you?" he murmured as Patrick rested his head on Bob's chest, softly sucking away on his little pacifier. "Yeah....Daddy can tell when you're getting tired."

Patrick's eyes slowly began to drift shut as Bob's hand ran up and down his small back, his voice quietly singing Patrick to sleep.

"Digging through the sands of time to find my way back home Your memory's the thing that keeps me hanging on To know I'm not alone, we're stronger than the bonds of blood Even on the darkest days together through the valley of the gun

It goes on and on Bound to forever Even when we're gone It goes on and on and on We'll be together At the rising of the dawn We'll be together At the rising of the dawn"

In no time at all, Patrick's eyes had fallen shut, his breathing evening out as he quietly sucked on his pacifier. Bob rose from the rocker with Patrick in his arms, turning his head just slightly, only to find you at the door holding up your phone.

"You recorded it didn't you?" he chuckled.

"To send to your dad," you answered with a wry grin.

You stuck your phone in your back pocket before making your way to your husband who still had your baby in his arms, holding him protectively. You kissed Bob's lips, smiling uncontrollably at the sight. "What do you think Daddy?" you asked him. "You think it's bedtime?"

"Definitely bedtime," Bob said with a quiet laugh.

Carefully, he placed Patrick in his crib, drawing the blanket over him and kissing his small, delicate forehead. He followed you out of the room, his hand never once leaving the small of your back as he turned off the lights and followed you to bed for the night.

#top gun maverick #robert bob floyd #bob floyd x reader #top gun short fics #top gun asks #top gun love and family prompts

[shopofthemoment]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Vintage 90’s: new De Neve ★ Gore-Tex ® Insulated GTX Snowboard Pants ★ Black XL.

[marcopollio]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Xersion black grey Athletic Bottoms 10-12 kids youth pants athletic boys jcp.

[romanazimov]

#nylonfashion #kiffeur #fitlad #urbansports #razzgear #proll #scally #adidas #trainers #nylonpants #windpants #razz #nike #nylonaddict

[nylontrackiesdude]

Brand new trackies with the tags still on.

#trackies #nylon #adidas #windpants

[rethreadzandmore]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Vintage Nike Windpants Womens Small S 4-6 Pockets Drawstring Navy Blue.

[windypantsuk]

#youtube #tumblr milestone #cal surf #adidas windpants

[tangerinequeen19]

OH MY GOD!! the pants!! the shoes!?!?!!

#i love it!! #90s kid windpants vibes