Jared and I were very good friends throughout university. We’d met as we were in the same major, so we saw each other often, either in the classroom, in the computer lounge, out at the bars. So I was pretty sad when he decided to finish his last year of school off in California, where he’d feel the sunshine every day and his new apartment had an orange tree and a lemon tree in the backyard. Terribly jealous.
All those negative feelings were gone though by the time the next spring came around, as Jared had invited me to come for a visit. A week hanging out in the sun, checking out the beaches, exploring the sights, and hanging out again with the person who was my best friend for so many years. However, one day during the trip, something happened that changed my view of him forever…
It had been such an eventful week – lots of great food, plenty of drink, and loads of laughs. By this point I’d gotten a bit of a tan as with the nice weather we’d essentially spent every waking hour outside in the sun. However, on the last day before my last weekend there, Jared had to go into the office. A few important meetings were that Friday, so he’d left me to enjoy the city by myself for the day. I didn’t have any problems with that – I had a nice sleep in and was hoping to have a relaxed and casual day.
Jared’s apartment was quite tiny, to be honest – we were sleeping in a big room that was both the bedroom and living room. I’d never seen Jared naked, or even known what kind of underwear he wore, even after the week of staying with him, as I noticed he always went to change into his pyjamas in the bathroom. A real shame, but then I’d always noticed he was very shy and very reserved. At the gym he used to not shower and say he would shower at home, and we assumed it was because it was an open plan shower room and locker room. He was a skinny guy and I always pictured that he had one of those massive flopping cocks that you can hardly believe fit onto such a skinny frame. And it was on reminiscing on these thoughts that I thought I’d jerk out a load before getting ready for the day.
Took a quick piss in the toilet then came back to the bedroom and stripped down to my Fruit of the Loom Tighty Whities
I hesitated, knowing that Jared would find this a complete violation of his privacy, but picked them up anyway. They were a pair of creamy white Jockey Pouch White Briefs
I pulled open one of the drawers in the closet and what did I see – not just another pair of briefs, but that’s all I saw – the guy ONLY wears tighty whities! And only jockey pouch briefs. I took a pair out and admired the color, again sort of a creamy white. The material was stretchy, thin yet supportive. They looked fantastic.
Setting the cum-stained pair next to me, I slip out of my now-tenting Fruit of the Looms
Sitting there in Jared’s white briefs, one had rubbing my bulge and the other feeling his soggy pair from the morning, I felt like I was in heaven. So much so, the next thing I knew in one massive jolt of electricity, I came. I flooded the front of his Jockeys from the inside out, covering the entire pouch, the waistband, and the sides with sticky manjuice. It was one of the biggest loads I’d ever seen – but having saved up for a week I could see how it could be.
I wasn’t sure what to do, though. I couldn’t put these into his laundry basket – he’d notice how stained they were! So, I did what I had to do. I hid them in my suitcase and took them home with me. When I got home, I didn’t wash them at first – I slid them on and repeated the scene!
Since then, I’ve not seen Jared much but he has never said anything. I’ve bought several more pairs of pouch briefs myself. But now I know exactly what Jared is wearing underneath – if only I could have seen them in real life.
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Wow! Hot story. I stole a pair of hanes from a friend of mine. I never cum in them, Then they wouldnt smell like HIS cum anymore.
;P
My first white-brief theft was in grad school – walking along at night some guy left his TW’s on the line to dry – without even realizing why I impulsively grabbed them and stuffed them in a pocket. When I got home, I undressed, slipped them on and got into bed, and fell asleep wearing a bulging pair of some guys briefs. I kept them and wore them for quite awhile after that – always turned on that they were someone else’s briefs. I hadn’t thought about it lately – but I actually prefer other men’s shorts – depending of exactly whose of course.
@ TW-Teen: Indeed, good thinking.
Ahhh – Hanes.
@ Cordero: What are TWs? Anyway…always nice to hear about your first one
i just stole a pair of black HANES from someone in our shower room at the YMCA…some dude left them in the shower room and they were my size….brot them home and washed them. EVEN tho’ I really LIKE tighty-whities…I figure free briefs that some other dude wore…..very cool. I have a collection of about 10 tighty whities I took from the LOST and FOUND at a previous health club. Whose to know WHOSE they are when you just take them…great for jerking off!!!!!
Jockey Pouch briefs, especially the full rise style, are my favorite. Love the full cut shape, the smooth and snug cotton pouch, and how they are form fitting all day long – these never sag to bag. We need more photos of people enjoying these full-cut briefs!
Feel free to send in suggestions, Jason
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