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Danny had always had a juicy ass. Since he was a teenager, he'd always had people comment on it, and he'd never been shy about showing it off. He loved knowing that people were checking out his butt in his tight jeans or a figure-hugging pair of shorts.
Despite the embarrassment most people would feel whenever their pants ripped, Danny embraced any opportunity to show off his thick cakes. He loved the way guys would drool over the view; his meaty cheeks barely contained in whatever undies he threw on that morning.
After some time, Danny took to engineering any new pants or shorts so that they'd rip open in just the right way, the rear seam parting when he bent over to give the best view of his cheeks.
But one weekend, things didn't quite go to plan.
Danny had been drooling over one guy for weeks on end, and he'd decided that that Saturday night would be the night that he'd get his attention and draw him in. He donned a fave pair of navy briefs that barely contained his cheeks, along with a pair of white shorts that he'd worn on and off for months, which perfectly accentuated his ass and his thick thighs.
The evening was going well. The guy had noticed his outfit and Danny had got him checking out his butt on multiple occasions, but it was time to go in for the kill.
When the guy was stood near the bar, Danny sidled up next to him before making a big show of dropping a napkin. He shrugged and turned around so that his ass was pointing directly at the guy he was desperate for. He bent over just as he was always did, but rather than the soft rip that usually met his ears when his rear seam gave way, there was an almighty loud rip and he felt a sudden loosening that he definitely wasn't used to.
"Oh fuck," he cursed when he realised that things had gone further than he planned.
Not only had the rear seam split but the shorts had torn through the waistband and his skimpy navy briefs were on full show to the whole bar.
What was worse was when Danny stood up fully and the rags of his shorts dropped to his ankles revealing to everyone how horned up and hard he was. Cheers and hollers roared around the room as people pointed, laughed and wolf-whistled.
The guy smiled at him. "Need some help there?"
Danny blushed. Maybe things would work out after all . . .