Thanks for today’s photos, Jockey Guy!
With or without the blow-by-blow (ahem) text describing the movie, these are cute shots of a guy who was born to wear classic white Jockeys!
Vintage Jockeys in an ’80s photo spread
Vintage Jockeys in an ’80s photo spread
History of my Brief-taking encounters
History of my Brief-taking encounters
Today’s story is from David.
I’ve always been fascinated by men in underwear and I knew it at a very young age. The first time I ever took briefs that weren’t my own was at a boy scout camp. At the end of the week, there was a pile of clothes in the lost and found and I rummaged through it and grabbed every pair that would fit me. I wore them all the time and it was great because my mother never questioned where they came from when she did the laundry. The most exciting points during this was when I would go to my friend Joey’s house. He wore briefs too and we were both young and curious. Countless times we would be at each other’s houses and have sleepovers. We would change in front of each other and soon we started getting really scandalous and touch each other. The same thing happened with my next door neighbor, Jordan, but he was a little younger than me and smaller. Eventually, Joey’s mother walked in on us one day while we were both cuddling naked with our white fruit of the looms around our legs and she put an end to that.
Dave in Hanes and Jockeys
Dave in Hanes and Jockeys
Today’s post from Daveinbriefs
Pic of me in white Hanes and then in some new white Jockeys
Purposeful Embarrassment in Full-Rise White Briefs
Purposeful Embarrassment in Full-Rise White Briefs
Today’s guest story…
So I like to do random things in my white Jockey briefs that make it so other people see me in them. I have, in the past, done things like strip to my briefs in a hotel and lock myself out on purpose, changed clothes in a parking lot by my car, among other things. But this particular time went a little too far.
I was at Macy’s buying (you guessed it) more Jockey briefs. I was in the underwear section, with the package of full-rise white briefs in my hand. I was already aroused, so I decided to do something spontaneous. I went to a changing room, stripped to my briefs, and walked out of the room. I peeked out into the store, and seeing no one, I walked out, through the men’s department and then into the underwear department. Amazingly, only one person had seen me, so I decided to see how long I could keep this up. It had to have been about 15 minutes by the time I realized my clothes were still in the changing room, so I sneaked back. I walked in to find that all my clothes were missing – an employee must have taken them somewhere. I was forced to walk to the nearest desk (which seemed quite far) with at least 20 people seeing me and making comments like, “nice underwear” on the way. I explained to the employee what had happened, and while he called around, I sat there, still in my underwear. I finally received my clothes and left the store (without buying new underwear), and to this day it is still the most exhilarating moment of my life.
