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Hanesboy writes in today with some more briefs for discussion…

Just responding to some feedback . Getting some low rise hanes soon, what do you think?

Our reader hanesboy left some more yummy treats !   Thanks!

Today’s post is from Jared – thanks!

Hi, this is my first post on this website and I just wanted to share this story. Hopefully you all like it!

Underwear has always been an ever-changing part of my life. Of course I grew up, as we all did, wearing cartoon briefs and tight whities like our fathers, but as I grew older I started switching to boxers and then boxer briefs. After that phase I knew that I liked the everyday fit of boxer briefs the best, but I still had some tighty whities in my drawer to put on and sleep in from time to time. As time went on I slowly realized that I liked men, but even more when they were in just their underwear. It took a long time for me to accept it, but I finally did. It was around this time that I also discovered that wedgies turned me on; I became a member of a wedgie fetish group online. Nothing could beat a good looking man in a pair of white briefs; I would freak out every time someone chose to wear white briefs in the locker room, which was not a usual occurrence, and also if there were wedgies. In high school I began having crushes on guys that I thought looked pretty hot and freaking amazing. One in particular, Matt, had become a constant obsession. We attended the same youth group, so I would always end up sleeping in the same room as him on youth retreats and would see him in his underwear as he changed. He was a boxer briefs guy on the outside, but every once in a while I would catch the slightest glimpse of white as he lifted up his shirt to scratch his back. Also, when he would bend over while changing, I could almost see brief lines showing through his somewhat loose boxer briefs; I was never sure because boxer briefs already have those lines going down the back. Once, his family had asked me to dog sit for them while they were away on vacation, so I gladly accepted. I brought my Fruit of the Loom briefs with me to their house and paraded around in them as long as I could. I decided to venture into Matt’s room and peek into his underwear drawer to see what underwear he had left behind. My own briefs got immensely tighter as I opened the drawer and looked down upon freshly laundered white briefs laying before me. I could hardly contain myself so I laid on his bed and jerked off right there.

Time went on and my new goal was to catch him wearing his Hanes briefs, and maybe even give him a good wedgie too. We had another youth retreat coming up and I was doing the unthinkable; I was packing my FTL white briefs in my suitcase to wear on the trip. I had never worn my tighty whities out in public before, so this was a big step for me. One day during the trip, I found myself alone with Matt. We had decided to play a massive game of hide and seek in the woods with everyone and we had partners. Matt chose me as a partner, which surprised me but also excited me. We walked through the woods, me ahead of him, trying to find a suitable hiding place. He saw a cave up ahead and immediately suggested we take advantage of it and hide in there. I, being afraid of the dark and a bit claustrophobic, refused. He began mocking me, telling me I was a wimp. He grabbed me and began giving me a boogie; I could feel my lower back exposed as he pulled my head down. The next thing I heard was, “Oh, what do we have here?” and then I felt what I had dreamed about. Matt’s hand grasped around my white briefs waistband and pulled it up towards heaven, giving me a massive wedgie. He let go pretty quickly, but not before pantsing me to make the effect greater. I turned around before pulling my pants up, not realizing that I had a massive boner from the wedgie I had just received. He looked straight at it and then told me that I could give him a wedgie too. But then he did something I was not expecting. He slowly unbuttoned his pants and lowered them. He was in his boxer briefs, but clearly also had a boner. My heart skipped a beat. He then reached up and began to lower his boxer briefs, revealing his bulging Hanes white briefs underneath. He turned around, bent over and said, “Go for it.” I immediately charged at him and began ripping those briefs up his ass, not even bothering to remove my wedgie or pull my pants up. I didn’t stop until his briefs were ripped off and he fell to the ground in pain, his boner fully exposed. He got up to his knees, pulled off his shirt so he was completely naked, and reached for my underwear. He began pulling them down…and I think you know what happened after that.

Ever since that day we had many “sleepovers” at each other’s houses, giving each other wedgies and just laying around in our white briefs and other things. We eventually got out of high school and lost contact with each other. Before the summer after graduation was over, we exchanged 1 pair of our white briefs with each other so we could always remember what we had done together. I’m single and living in New York now and i still open my underwear drawer from time to time and pull out those old Hanes tighty whities, remembering the time when we were lovers in briefs.

From one of our readers…

One of my favorite memories. I was on a mission trip with my Church as a helper one summer to New Mexico. There were many men and kids, but only a few woman. After a long, tough day in the sun we were all back at the house we were staying at. It had two floors and 2 bathrooms. One for each sex. So I grabbed my clothes and walked into the bathroom. And before me was another worker named Allen in the shower there just humming along to a song. Allen is a big hairy manly man with a balding head and a square face. Hes who I’d like to take to town I already knew. So I saw on a chair next to the shower his pants and shirt folded up and on top of that was a pair of big white briefs. They were fruit of the loom and laying there just waiting for me. I’d grab them but he could see over the shower door how tall he was so I didn’t intrude. I went a stall and waited. As soon as I heard the water off he step out I heard and I also heard him grap the towel. I thought here’s my chance and stepped out of the stall. He was standing there naked, wet, and so dashing. He was holding the towel right over his stuff so I couldn’t see. He then said “Oh, I didn’t hear you in here.” I replied,
“Yah, just about to get a shower myself.” as I said this he was drying off but only his crotch getting me hard. He just looked straight into me all naked and wet and talked about how tired he is about work that day still cupping himself and that’s all. I went over to the sink and started to wash my hands.

He said not to look as he dressed himself. I turned my head away and watched him in the mirror turn around and bend over to put on his briefs. As soon as they were on he turned around and said I can open my eyes. He was standing there with such a big hairy crotch and stomach. He placed his towel aroun his mech and started chatting again about sports and work just in his briefs. We talked for awhile and he got bored and bent over again to slip on his shorts. You could still see the waistband saying FTL. He put a shirt on and left saying “See you later”. I took my shower and jerked to all the rubbing and bending over he did.
The next day I went for another shower and as soon as I walked in he was in his big briefs, foot on a little stool, shaving. He look over and said “Hello” and went back to shaving. With his foot on the stool I could see everything through those tight briefs. I striped down to my Hanes briefs and went through my grooming bag as of I was looking for something. I took a long time just watching him in this briefs shave while I was in mine. I finally took mine off and stepped into the shower. While I was in there he left. Now I could jerk again to him. I thought of his big juicy butt I wanted to just grind all night in those briefs. I always think of him as my dream body.

From one of our readers.. just showing off some.

Reader and brief-wearer Duke writes in, showing us his hanes. Asking him why he likes briefs:

I think I’m blushing.

Andrey Loves Hanes, and You’ll love Andrey.
(Though I’m not convinced those are hanes?)

Great vid. Not sure why he’s upside down though.

Wow. That’s quite the suggestive pose.

Yum!

via beatyourmeat

Thanks to Bill for sending this in. Nice smile =)

Next summer, I think we all need to go and visit Marc, who rights in today to say:

I’m a slim guy who enjoys wearing my Hanes (and only those!) whenever possible–especially out in nature when swimmin’ and sunnin’!

Sounds good, looks good, feels good.

There’s nothing like a Latino guy in white briefs, and these tighty whities are packed! This guy, sporting his sexy Hanes, is from ManSpice




Click here to visit Manspice and find out what’s underneath that white briefs bulge!

A little story from our regular reader, Hanes Luvver (*waves hi*):

I love checking out guys’ waistbands, hoping to see white with grey or blue letters. If I ever see a guy proudly sporting grey Hanes or blue FTL on a white background encircling their waist, I instantly get a hardon.
One time I was visiting the Gay-Straight Alliance office at my college, and there was a guy there I had never seen before – he was apparently a friend of one of the straight allies. He was kinda cute – had a buzz cut, was wearing camo cargo pants, and was playing on his iPhone. He later went to dinner with the rest of us – he sat next to me. I was thus able to see what kind of underwear he wore, and lo and behold, it was briefs. Hanes. White. I was in heaven. When I got home, I added him on facebook. He had said he was straight, but that didn’t matter to me. We started talking online, moving to AIM (my username is iluvhanesbriefs, btw, hit me up!), and eventually talking about underwear and sex in general. He came out to me as bi, and we eventually hooked up in my car. He let me wear his briefs while we made out. That was a great night.

Ok, we’re all jealous now

OOh – llyn went shopping for tighty whities.  Anybody need some Hanes white briefs, fresh off the rack?

He’s skinny, but he looks good in his white Hanes tighty whities.

One of our readers, Hanes Lover, wrote in today with these pics with the comment:

I’ve always loved plain white briefs – I grew up with them, and always saw my dad in them, and I still wear them every day.

Can’t go wrong with hanes tighty whities, can you?

Who doesn’t love hanes?  Another cute vintage briefs ad.

I love the classic white briefs ads and these Hanes are great – still fit for a king today