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Sam was pretty nervous about his job interview. It was a really good opportunity and he didn't want to mess this one up. Having to wear short trousers for it didn't help. He always thought they were looking at his bare legs and judging him. It was silly, of course, all men under 30 had to wear short trousers these days* for virtually everything. And they had to be very short trousers too. It felt no different this time. The interviewer hardly looked at his face. Sam was so relieved when it ended. He was convinced that he had failed to get the job, but he got a surprise. 

 

  "Congratulations Sam, you've got the job!" the interviewer said, still looking at his legs.

"Your credentials are absolutely perfect". 

 

To Sam's surprise, they exchanged polite, celebratory kisses.

 He realised then, that work life was not going to be what he had expected. 

 

*I have a running, fantasy thing about grown men having to wear tight schoolboy shorts for work. 

And having to suffer the consequences! 

See my 'makemenwearshorts' images at 'X'  

 

 

 

On his first day at work, Sam felt excited. He squeezed into his best short trousers which he now thought of as being his lucky pants. His new boss had been really friendly at the interview and he looked forward to working for him. He hadn't been there very long, settling into his desk, when the boss called him in and asked him if he could take dictation. 

 

Sam explained sheepishly that didn't know what that was. 

"It's very simple" the boss explained, smiling at his naivety.

 "You just sit on my knee and write down what I say" 

 

"Can't I just sit on a chair?"  Sam said. "That would be more comfortable"

 "I suppose so, as it's your first day", his Boss agreed, looking disappointed.

 "I'll have to send you on a course, so you can learn to take shorthand". 

 

Sam wasn't sure he wanted to take shorthand, it sounded painful.

 

The boss just smiled at him, benignly, he came and knelt by Sam's seat.

"Tell you what" he said. "If you don't want to sit on my knee to take dictation,

Can I sit on yours, instead?" 

 

I suppose shorthand dicktation dates me, but it was a very useful skill at one time!

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Make Men Wear Shorts

I have a bit of a fantasy thing going on at 'X' based on the idea of men being obliged to wear shorts for work. Snug-fitting ones of course and as brief as possible. I've tagged the posts #makemenwearshorts.

His First Work Uniform

 

In this particular organisation, even the older Supervisor has to wear shorts. It's a creditable nod to equality, but, as you can see, some shorts are more equal than others. The shorter leg length is a probationary thing, reserved for newer employees (young or not). It not only symbolises the difference in rank, but also reminds the new recruits that although they are big boys now, they are just juniors in this set up and still have a lot to learn. 

  

Original, uncaptioned image (click to enlarge)

 I found this image at Kinky Callum's website, but I suspect it actually originates from Houston Visitor. The compulsory wearing of shorts links quite naturally to spanking and AI creators mostly take this route, but I am loath to blur the age boundary and avoid educational settings for my storyline. The more subtle themes of control, humilation and submission of adult men are more important.

Faux Pants

 

We've all put on socks that don't match each other in our morning haze, 

but for Jeff it was a lot worse than that. 

 

Perhaps it was a subconscious desire to conform to #makemenwearshorts*, 

but in the fashion capital of the world, he couldn't have got it more wrong.

 

 

*for more on  #makemenwearshorts, see mitchmen @'X'
 

Grown Men Forced to wear Short Trousers

In the 'mitchish' sect men are not permitted to wear long trousers until they reach the age of 25.

This rule can be problematic for those who find work outside of the 'mitchish' community.

Getting office jobs which involve sitting behind a desk is usually no problem, but their unusual appearance inevitably attracts humourous comments on the commute and sometimes unwanted attentions of a more invasive nature from other men. For this reasons many 'mitchish' men avoid public transport and travel in pairs (like these two investment bankers resting on their way home)

For growing men the risks are compounded if their mothers refuse to buy them larger shorts as they grow older. Only mothers are allowed to buy the proper shorts which are only available in 'mitchish' shops and being a captive market it's very expensive. Most prefer to make do and mend and making do often means letting them get tighter and tighter, particularly if the age of 25 is not far off (see above). Of course these men can buy shorts and proper trousers in the big city if they want, but they will be confiscated if they wear them anywhere near their home area.

The 'mitchish' leaders send out specially trained, 'trouser-spotter' patrols to catch out any men who try to evade the rule by changing into short pants on the way home.

Tourists unfamiliar with the rules are frequently picked up by these patrols and they too have their trousers confiscated. If they are wearing jeans they are liable to get a ducking too.

'mitchish' fanatics loathe young men dressing in tight jeans.

Needless to say, walking around in wet underpants is not acceptable either. Offenders are photographed for the records and advised to turn back or else make their way to the nearest 'mitchish' shop and get themselves some decent shorts. Naturally buying restrictions are waived for the non-'mitchish'.

Young men don't like being told what to do very much

But it's not as though back-packers are completely unwelcome!

Unfortunately, the 'mitchish' community is quite remote and if it's getting late, especially in the colder months, visitors may feel they really have no choice anyway but to go on.

The 'mitchish' general store doesn't stock a wide range of sizes, but it's usually easy to find overnight accommodation in the town. It won't have all the usual facilities though, like locks on the doors, which some young men find disconcerting in the old creaky houses.

One enterprising spotter has a reputation for helping out stranded lads, he's built his own dorm in the woodshed. I'm told he's very attentive. If he keeps his hands in his pockets you know he likes you

If you ask him nicely, he'll probably let you stay for nothing.

Photos: Alaistair McLellen for Arena Homme

Modelled by Mitchell Slaggert, Kit Butler, Julian Schneider