I thought this story was very entertaining.

People with tight underwear have a distant look in their eyes. They want to be somewhere else, preferably dressed in underwear two sizes larger.

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Today’s very interesting story comes to us from Daniel Thomas.

I’m just an ordinary southern (USA) middle-aged country boy. I was born in the mid 1960′s, and was educated in the public school system in the 1970′s. One thing about the ’70′s is that all boys wore white briefs. No school-boys would have been caught dead wearing boxers! Boxers were what old men, like my Dad, wore. He was a WWII vet and I never saw him wear briefs. There were colored, low-rise, and bikinis briefs available on the market in those days, but it seemed like there was a taboo against being seen wearing those in the school
locker room; as though those styles were more feminine. One of my joys in the school locker-room was watching my classmates drop their jeans to reveal those white briefs, and then watch them pull those briefs off to put on their jocks. I knew at a very young age that I liked seeing other naked boys and had no interest in girls. I even joined the swim-team and the YMCA just so I could get more locker-room time in. I did have some interesting encounters during that time, but those are stories for later.

After graduating High School I joined the US Navy. There was no underwear options in basic training; everyone was issued white Fruit of the Loom briefs. The ‘boot camp’ day started very early with reveille being called about 5AM. We would have to jump quickly from our racks (bunks) and get our toes on the lines that ran down the middle of the barracks. What a sight! 120 men in white briefs all sporting early morning hard-ons!

Of course, that sexual tension had to be satisfied occasionally; eight weeks is a long time to go without sex. Everyone had to rotate though standing fire-watch at night in four hour shifts and the barracks was dimly lit by blue night lights. Whenyour eyes adjusted, you could clearly see everyone lying in their bunks. I did my
basic training during the Summer and our barracks was hot; probably kept hot on purpose to make the training more difficult. At night you didn’t even want to be covered with a sheet. I saw there were three preferred ways to jack-off. Some guys would stroke themselves through their briefs; always keeping their hand on the
outside of the fabric. Others would reach inside their briefs to get a good grip on their dicks but still keep it concealed. Lastly, many like me would just pull the waist band down and hook it below the balls and jack-off openly; shooting the load on our stomachs and chests. I liked to use my hand and wipe my cum from my chest, lick some from my fingers, and wipe the rest on the front of my briefs. All the time I knew my neighboring bunkmates and the fire-watch sentry were watching. A couple weeks into boot-camp I noticed that my closest bunkmate to my right would jack-off the same time I would; also pulling his waistband below his balls and jacking openly.

After basic training, I attended electronics schools and served the rest of my six years on a ‘Guided Missile Cruiser’ ported out of Norfolk, VA. Since I was single, I lived on the ship full time. In the early 1980′s white briefs were still the standard mens underwear. I did develop a preference for white boxers under my dress
blue uniform. The heavy wool tended to chafe my thighs, and maybe it was a nod to the tradition of all those WWII movies I liked so much. Many of us also had the habit of not wearing underwear at all if you knew you were going to put your work dungarees in the laundry at the end of the day. But, sailors in sweaty
tighty-whities still ruled the day.

Completing my tour of duty I was a ‘rebel without a clue’. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, so I bought a motorcycle and toured the country. Eventually, I took a job in heavy utility construction. During this ten year phase of my life I went “commando” most all the time. There seemed to be something intensely masculine about not owning any underwear. I was a rough character in those days and never shied away from sexual encounters with fellow construction workers. It was an intense turn-on the day I stripped a man down to his white briefs in a utility trench at a secluded jobsite. I bent the willing victim over and completely ripped open the seat of his tighty-whities, and then I got down and lubed his eager hole with my tongue. While I fucked his ass through the torn seat, I reached both my hands around to the front and opened the brief’s fly. Pulling back hard I ripped the front wide open and freed his hard dick so I could jack him off and fondle his
balls. I shot my load first then turned him around and took his load down my throat. When we were finished I ask him to keep his torn, ruined, briefs on under his jeans till the end of the workday. Later we stopped at a biker bar for some beers and then headed back to my place. He fucked my ass long and hard still wearing those shredded and stained briefs.

With time I mellowed out and grew a little older and wiser. I took another job as the transportation manager of a large warehouse. This job required nicer clothes and a tie. It was actually in preparing for the job interview that I decided I needed some new clothes. It was time to start wearing underwear again and I didn’t give it a second thought. I’ve been wearing Hanes or Fruit of the Loom white briefs ever since.

Photos of Daniel coming up tomorrow!

Today’s story is from reader Scott Glenn.

I was at a water park with some family and friends. So when we got there we went into the changing room, but I had to pee first. When I was done it was only me and two other men in there. The first was chubby but not too big, middle age, and brown haired. The other man was skinny fat, middle aged, and also brown haired.

The bigger man as soon as I came back had his shirt off already. Maybe 5 seconds had passed and he pulled down his pants and he was wearing big white briefs. I was to far to see what brand they were. I instantly popped a boner and “looked through my bag” so I could watch some more. He sat in just the briefs for about a minute just standing there going through his pants. Then he placed them down and didn’t hesitate pulling down his briefs. I never knew my dick could be so hard. I saw some beautiful butt cheeks and for some reason turned around and I saw a arm of flesh hanging down. He was so hairy and he had HUGE balls. To bad he pulled on his bathing suit and left with his briefs in his hand. What I would do to smell those after all the ball and dick sweat he must have.

I then calmed down and got my bathing suit out. I looked up and saw the skinnier man down in just his white
briefs. I got hard once again and watched. So I didn’t seem to be watching I pulled down my pants to and I was in my briefs to. It’s was hard to not show my boner so I turned around and watched him through this giant mirror on the wall. He stayed in his briefs even longer because he had a bigger bag to find his suit. When I pulled down my briefs I had a full erection and I was hoping he wouldn’t see so he wouldn’t be uncomfortable and keep going. He then right after mine were at my ankles pulled his down as well and he didn’t have as big of a penis has the last guy, but he was still just as hot. He stood butt ass naked and pulled a speedo out
of his bag. It’s is my lucky day! The speedo was navy blue and had white edges. I have always wanted a speedo to so it was a great day. He pulled up that speedo in slow mo in my head and I just wanted to go over there and talk to him. But with my super hard dick I just couldn’t. He walked out in sunglasses, flip flops, and that hot speedo. When he left I was the only one in there and I started touching myself and it felt so good think of both of them. I will always wait for someone else before I change because I never know who will wear what and I just wish they used the shower in there. I sure did.

This story is pretty funny – god knows if it is true, but the writing is hysterical. Worth five minutes of your time.

Today’s brief tale (ahem) is courtesy of Raul. Thanks Raul!

So it was about october or november and i went to my friends house who i knew wore tighty whities. i knew this already because when we would go on trips to swimming places and i saw his brief line on his butt.

so i went to his house to do a project that was due the next day. but my our other friend came over so that made it more of a problem. but i had told him i needed to get a pen from my backpack that left in his room. he said ok and i took off to his room. i went through his dresser to look for his underwear drawer.

the first droor was full of game cases and ps3 warrinties. his 2nd one was full of undershirts and socks. the 3rd was his shirt droor. the 4t one was pants and shorts. my heart pumped fast and so did my dick as i opened the right one, his tighty whities! i look through it and there was gray ones, red ones, light blue
ones,dark blue ones,and black ones. there were a couple of boxer briefs that seemed not to fit him because the tighty whities that werent worn out said he was a size 34 but they were streched out because i was a 34 too but they were big on me.

i heard my friend coming so i his his black briefs in my bag. after a while i went back to steal one more pair that were black. when i got home i took them out and sniffed them because they smelled like they had jus been washed. i had realized that the second pair i stole were his boxer briefs. but i didnt care because i wore
his briefs even thoguh they were big. i would jerk off in them but wipe then cum on my pjs to keep the briefs clean. after a month of having them i decided to take a shower in them when i was home alone.

i took a bath instead to remind me of the good old days at the pool.doing that and remember those times that got me hard i accidently ejaculated in them. after that i jerked off in them, letting them become spermified.

so i went back to my friends house again this time to return the boxer briefs and get new tighty whities. i returned the briefs and stole a pair of dark blue ones and stripped ftl ones. so i noticed that my friend was taking a dump and his brother was playing my friends ps3 in his room so i go into my friends brothers room and go through his underwear drawer and notied that he had briefs in there to. i knew he wore boxers because he was at the swimming trips to and i saw him naked but he didnt see me spy on him…it was awesome. so i stole his grey hanes briefs and went threw his hamper to find more but it was full of boxer. i curently still have the stripped fruit of the looms, blue hanes, and the grey hanes. im actually wearing the ftls as i wrote this.

Zack, who asked for some advice a few weeks ago, writes in with a “brief” update.

I received my briefs in the mail today, I was so happy they had come early. I ran upstairs and put them away (I had to run errands so I was sad I because I could not try them on right away) when I got home the first thing I did was run upstairs and took off my shoes and nearly ripped off my sweats and of course my boxers I was wearing and picked out the best pair of briefs and put them on and then just sat there in my new briefs and my t-shirt, and socks, what happened next was one of the best things in my life.

My dick got hard, very hard, very fast you could see the “tent pole” in my briefs it lasted for like ten minutes, and it was awesome. Sorry if that was too graphic I just wanted to share my first few minutes in briefs with
you, now on to the rest of my story.

Thank you to everyone who commented on my first original story, if you have not read it you need to read it this “story” I am writing now is an update to my first one. If you need it, the story name will be in parentheses what is in parentheses is what you need to type into the search bar at the right of the page. (Advice for a White Briefs Newbie) I am proud to say that I no longer feel like a newbie but maybe some of you think I am and that’s fine. I am slowly relearning everything I can about briefs and the people (that’s you guys) who wear them. I LOVE my briefs and am glad to finely have them. I can’t wait to share may other things with you guys!!!

Thank you for all of your help and support, I greatly appreciate it. Don’t worry guys, a
review of my briefs and of course pictures (many pictures) are coming so get ready,
it’s going to be fun!!!

I LOVE MY NEW BRIEFS AND YES, BRIEFS ALL THE WAY!!!!

(Congrats Zack! Glad you’re liking ‘em )

Always nice to hear from our readers. T Jackson wrote in today to say:
White Briefs are comfortable and I’m not afraid to be seen wearing them. The fit is great and low rise or boxer briefs are not appealing to me. They are the best and provide support and complete coverage of front and back!

I used to want to wear colored briefs, but that was when I was younger and thought I had to prove something. Now I wear what I like and find comfort as well as support. Real men wear white briefs!

I have Jockey to be very comfortable as well as Tiger Double seated briefs to provide comfort and support.

Let’s give Zackattack123 a warm welcome! He’s a white briefs newbie. I’ll let him explain:

I was once upon a time a white brief wearer when I
was younger. Then around the age of twelve or thirteen I switched to boxers and have been wearing boxers for yeas but recently I have felt the riding up and snagging of my boxers and h done some previous research on the web and that is what brief wears have said is that briefs don’t ride up and are comfortable. So lately I have been seriously considering going back to briefs. That is where this site has come in; like I said I don’t remember how I found it I am just glad I did. I need your help for reconditions on what briefs to start over with. What also makes me feel good is that there are people just like me who want to switch back to briefs and from the photos I have come across people of this site are not afraid to show their briefs off or be ashamed of wearing them, so to those people my hat is off to you. So keep wearing and showing off those briefs, I hope to join your ranks soon!

Thanks!

Welcome aboard, Zack!

Word on the street has it that Jennifer Aniston likes her men in tighty whities.

The official quote:  ”I like tighty-whities on a man. Not boxers. I don’t like boxers. Boxer briefs.

Given that Jennifer has dated plenty of hotties – Brad Pitt and John Mayer among them – I’d love to see her boys in nothing but their skivvies.

Today’s story is courtesy of Alex – thanks Alex!

His name was Kyle and he was the most unbelievably beautiful guy I had ever seen. At 15 he stood 5’10” and boasted around 140 lbs of perfect teenage jock muscles. His long and shaggy blonde hair and eyes so brown they appeared black, a button nose and the most adorable dimples when he smiled had me
enthralled since the day we first met. He was the star athlete and “cock-of-the-walk” in this small town and had his choice of girls. He was physically stunning and he knew it. This was a good thing, as he seemed to enjoy showing off his many attributes, including often going bare-chested under his signature faded jean jacket and wearing “spray on” jeans that left nothing to the imagination. I knew he was left-handed before I even knew his name.

Add to all of that the fact that he was just about the nicest guy you’d ever want to know and I was head over heels. I tried to be near him as often as possible no matter how much sleep I lost while splashing out load after load every night fantasizing about him. I was driving myself crazy with mad desire for him but I couldn’t make a play for him in this early 80’s small town. I wasn’t as worried about being found out as I was over the possibility of losing our friendship.

In retrospect I now realize that I had given myself away with my behavior in his presence. He would catch me looking at him and grin at me slyly or wink. When we were alone together he would talk endlessly about sex. He was a self-proclaimed pervert who never stopped thinking about or actively pursuing sex. His magazine collection was legendary and he would often brag to me how many times he had jerked off in a day and he would often take off his shirt at some point. I think he got off on being looked at. He always flaunted his nudity in the locker room and would challenge the other guys to see whose cock was bigger. If he got hard in the shower he’d laugh and start chasing guys around the room waving his massive boner at them and threatening to give it to anyone he caught. He was so charming and well liked by everyone that he got away with it without anyone thinking about it. Like everyone else I was oblivious.

One weekend my parents went out of town and left me alone. I immediately planned a party. I had invited a small circle of friends including Kyle. We were all pretty drunk and everything was in full swing when a group of girls showed up. They had brought along Megan, a new girl in town who was, I was sure, the only girl Kyle hadn’t f***ed yet. Although he was sloppy drunk he began putting the moves on her and eventually they were seen sneaking into my bedroom. About 20 minutes later the girl exited the room and left with some of the girls. The guys joked that Kyle must be losing his touch if he only lasted 20 minutes. I peeked into my room and saw him passed out flat on his back and buck-naked on my bed. I went over to get a better look at the star of my sexual dreams. His body was perfect. Wide and thickly muscled shoulders lying above a well-defined chest and washboard abs gave him that wonderful “V” shape that leads the eye inexorably down to his virtually non-existent waist and the treasures below like a pointing arrow. He had gotten a lot of sun over the summer, turning his smooth skin a copper-brown. The band of pale white skin around his groin drew my attention to his perfect cock like a spotlight. I felt my blood pulsing and my cock throbbing. So close was I to throwing all sense to the wind and crawling in beside him I quickly threw a blanket over him to remove the temptation.
I closed the door and rejoined the party where I learned that Kyle apparently couldn’t get it up and then passed out with the girl. Everyone laughed
good-naturedly and the party continued. I couldn’t keep my mind off the beautiful naked boy in my bed. The rest of the evening was pure torture. Soon enough the beer ran out and everyone left.

I locked the front door and then flew to my room. He was in the same position as before but had kicked off the blanket and was now snoring. I also noticed that his perfect 8” uncut cock was hard and bouncing up and down on his rippled tummy right at his navel which was filled with his glistening nectar. Every time his cock bounced it made a little wet sound as the fat drop of pre-cum oozing from the tip of his pole was splashed into it. My blood was on fire and surging into my painfully engorged cut 7 incher. I was shaking as I quietly stripped off my clothes. I left my tighty-whities on for the moment. They were by now sticky with my own freely flowing lube juice.

I slowly climbed into the bed beside him, careful not to wake him. As I slid my body next to his I could feel his body heat on my exposed skin causing my granite like member to jump and spasm in my shorts. I was very close to blowing but managed to calm myself enough to forestall my building orgasm. My heart was beating like a hummingbird’s and my breathing became quick and shallow. I was lightheaded and overwhelmed with the prospect of what I intended. I could no longer deny myself as my animal lust took over. I knew what a risk I was taking but couldn’t stop. My shaking hand moved gingerly over the expanse of his hairless torso. I gently pinched one of his quarter sized pink nips as my hot mouth moved over the other. I had never been so turned on before in my life.

I slowly inched my body closer to his and froze when I felt my painfully engorged cock contact his hand. There was no reaction so I moved my hand down to his raging hard on. I dipped my finger into his overflowing navel and brought it to my mouth. His juice was salty-sweet and caused me to moan. I deliriously reached over and purposefully placed my hand directly on his juicy meat. The steel hard rod was slick with his honey as I began to slide my hand up the shaft. I pulled the generous foreskin over the large purple head and saw more honey pulse from it. I couldn’t resist leaning over and sticking the tip of my tongue into the pre-cum filled cup formed by the soft folds of his foreskin. I brought my mouth closer and sucked the head into my hot wet mouth and swirled my tongue around it as I pulled down the skin. My mouth was suddenly filled with his essence causing me to suck harder. Kyle’s slow regular breathing started to quicken and I stopped what I was doing. Almost immediately I felt a hand come down on the back of my head pushing my mouth back onto the monster dick.

“Don’t stop!” I heard his voice whisper above me.

I couldn’t believe it was true. I was sucking off the sexy straight guy of my dreams and he wanted more! I was more than happy to indulge him.

I dove back onto his tasty meat with a newly acquired level of passion. I stopped swallowing him only long enough to take his meaty balls into my sucking mouth.

“That’s so f***in’ good!” he moaned as both of his hands pushed me all the way down the length of his tool.

I handled it like a pro and continued deep-throating him until I felt his hand on my dick begin to fumble around trying to release my roaring stiffy from the sticky confines of my underwear. I released him from my sucking frenzy to remove the last obstacle between our surging bodies. As I pulled my shorts off Kyle rolled over on top of me and ground his dripping hard cock into my own. He pressed his lust filled chest against mine and suddenly we were kissing. His hot tongue probed deeply into my mouth, then he pulled my tongue into his mouth and began sucking on it like I had sucked on him. His hands were cupping my ass and roughly mashing our fun-sticks together. I was nearing a level of excitement I had never before known and in immanent danger of blowing my load between our now heaving bodies.

I pulled my tongue out of his mouth and breathed into his ear, “I can’t believe this
is happening. This is so f***ing hot!”

He grinned mischievously at me and suddenly lifted off me, turned around and sucked my rigid bone to the base. When my mouth opened to gasp he deftly inserted his own and I was lost. The hormones raging through my young body had me reeling in ecstasy. My hands reached up to his ass and pulled him fully into my throat. He began to thrust his meat in and out to a frenzied beat and sucked wildly on my over stimulated cock. My brain shorted out as my body convulsed in electric ecstasy. My last shred of restraint was gone and I let loose the most intense orgasm of my young life. Pulse after pulse I was wracked with rapture. I was seeing stars and stillshooting my love-spunk down Kyle’s throat in wave after wave of joy. At that point his deeply thrusting member began it’s own series of pulses and I tasted his hotpearls of passion. I pushed up on his hips so that I could feel him blasting on my tongue.

We continued to suck each other until our tremors calmed and our breathing began to return to normal. My dick was still hard and Kyle’s sucking mouth started to get me going again. I began to thrust into him again.

He pulled me out and laughed. “You’re a maniac!”

“And you’ve done this before!” I quipped.

He turned himself back around and we were face to face. His hands brought our still roaring hard cocks together and rubbed slowly up and down. His face moved closer to mine so I pulled him the rest of the way and we were kissing again. Hot, slow and deep.

We rolled our bodies around together on the bed, rubbing and hugging each other when Kyle suddenly was on top of me again. He then proceeded to blow the last remnants of my mind by taking my tortured hardness in his hand and sitting down on it in one fluid motion. I had barely registered what was happening while he began squatting up and down on me. I instantly started to cum inside his gloriously hot hole as I watched him jerk out his own load all over my face and chest.

With my still hard cock inside him he leaned over and licked his jizz from my face. I grabbed his head and forced our mouths together and got to taste him again. Gradually our hard cocks softened and we lay together cuddling for a while enjoying the closeness.

“We can do that again anytime you want!” I enthused.
Kyle just laughed again and kissed me.

A little underwear tale from reader IWearBriefs:

So it started when I picked my friend up from his house. We were out around town for a couple hours then we got bored and went back to his house it was me him and his dad but his dad was upstairs when we got there my friend went to the restroom right away for some reason. I was going to his garage when I passed the laundry room I happens to see a fruit of the loom waistband under some white shorts! I picked them up and sniffed but they had been washed already but I stuffed them in my pocket anyways. I couldn’t wait to go home and bust a hot load on them; once my friend came out of the restroom, I told him I was going home he then said that he was going with me and I said okay. Once we got to my house, I offered him a bite to eat, and while he was eating i told him I needed to use the restroom, so I went upstairs to my room and right away locked the door took the briefs out of my pocket and slipped my shorts down then I slipped my own grey hanes briefs down. I layed his dads briefs on my bed and jerked my cock rapidly then busted a hot load on the white briefs! Then I put them in my dirty laundry then went downstairs with my friend and ate. now I bust all my loads on those white medium fruit of the loom briefs.

A story from a tighty whities convert….

Well, like most guys I started wearing boxers in middle school since all the other boys were doing it and I didnt want to be teased in the locker room. For a while I swore by my FTL classic boxers thinking that they
were the coolest choice. I had a friend who lived next door to me who was homeschooled so he didnt have to worry about locker room shennaniggans and he I noticed that he always wore white briefs. One night my sophomore year in high school I spent the night with him (nothing out of the ordinary there). The only difference was that this time, his parents were out of town. We started out watching some porn and hanging out, then I asked him if he’d ever had sex before (knowing that the answer would be no). I said that I hadnt either so he said “do you wanna fool around?” I said yes and we started making out on his couch. After a few minutes, I undid his belt and pulled down his jeans to reveal his white Hanes briefs. I ran my hand down the front and started jerking him. Once he was hard I put my mouth on him and sucked him til he came. Then it was my turn, he put his hand in my boxers and jerked me till I came in them. The next day when I woke up, I knew that my soiled boxers would definately be noticed in the wash and that I needed to get rid of the evidence, so I tossed them. Jonathan offered to let me borrow a pair of his tighty whities to wear home. Initially I thought that I would just free ball it but he talked me into putting on his briefs and I was shocked at how incredibly comfy they were. There was a well worn buldge in the front that fit perfectly and we were exactly the same size! When I got home that afternoon I threw out every pair of the boxers (my gymclass days were now far behind me) then went to walmart and bought all new hanes whites. I am now in college and I still wear tighty whities…(even converted my roommate too).

Thanks for the story, Ted…

My dad was an Air Force pilot and wore the pilot jumpsuit with white briefs under it. I’m 30 now and dad is 55 but he still gets out of his jumpsuit after flying missions and kicks back with a beer just in his briefs. Dad is still a good-looking bear hunk of a guy in his undies, hairy chest, and quarterback body. The best thing about this is that we share a house after his divorce. The other nice surprise isn’t what he’s packing, but what he’s NOT packing! Hate to say it (or not) but dad’s on the small side and apparently he isn’t a grower either. Rumor has it that’s one reason mom left him. According to some, he has pubic hairs longer than his dick.

So I decided to check it out myself and talked him into a father/son porn night with some beer and his fav straight/lesbian/couples porn DVDs. I took him to his old officer’s club and got some beer in him while he visited with old buddies. Well about 30 minutes of war stories and dogfights was all I could handle so I took him home and popped in the DVDs while we got comfortable and i broke out the Millers and Coronas. He took off his cowboy boots, then his black jeans and he had on those white bikini cotton briefs which sported a tiny tent poke where his small dick tried to stick out so I decided “damn, that’s too hot” and pushed him down on the sofa. He was woozy from the beer and didn’t try to stop me. I pulled the briefs off and rubbed my dad’s tiny dick with my forefinger and thumb to work him up a little. A little was all I got. I put him at barely 2 inches. I held his short manhood and wondered how that ever concieved me and then went down on it. I started sucking him but he kept slipping out of my mouth. I pushed his thick pubic hair down and went down again and sucked slowly while trying to throat him. He didn’t touch the back of my throat so I’m thinking I could still carry on a conversation in the meantime!. Then he had me stand up so he could suck me. My dick is barely average though i’ve had no complaints. He sucked and jerked me till I came and then he came.

We both collapsed together on the sofa with the porn playing and then gave each other a high-five. As we toweled off and his dick shrank back to barely visible, we decided we were still friends.

That rumor was right, he did have pubes longer than his dick!!

A wee tighty whities story from our reader, Hanesftllikes…

I have always worn white briefs since I was a kid. Im 19 now and I always wear them. I don’t wear boxers and I like to guess to see if guys wear briefs or boxers. I like white briefs alot.

I first started liking white briefs officially in high school. I never had gym, hence why i always wore white briefs. I was talking to my friend one day and we talked about guy stuff. We started a conversation on wet dreams and he started saying how his briefs were so wet. I stopped him and said “you wear briefs?” He said yes and showed me his underwear band. He wore white ftl and they looked fairly new. I got hard and felt happy imediatly. It was great. As we became friends more we started having sleep overs in our white briefs, which made me hard. Often I excuse myself from the room and go jerk in the bathroom. I love briefs.

IM me at acejoegi and lets chat sometimes.