You can certainly go camping in this big jockey y-fronts tent. Evan says:

Well although im not gay, for some reason i do get “excited” seeing other guys in white briefs, so i thought i might as well contribute too. I originally used to be into wedgies, both getting and giving, which i still am into, but now also realized that it just takes the guys to be in their tighty whities for me to get “excited.”

We’re excited too, Evan

David Bentley, an English football player, has reportedly announced that he has a pair of lucky underpants. Unsurprising, it looks they’re they are a pair of Jockey tighty whities.

Nothing like a nice paid of briefs to give you good luck out on the field, David!

Think the title explains the video succinctly. Those jockey sports briefs look comfy!

I love Jockeys, and I LOVE this amazing vintage ad.  It’s so fantastic!  (And real – this isn’t an April Fools Joke).  So check out these jockeys and feel like a million.

I can’t seem to confirm if this photo is real or not, but I think whatever is inside that pair of Jockey Y-fronts is! That white briefs bulge is about to burst!

This HYSTERICAL pic is making the rounds on the internet. It wouldn’t surprise me if this were Asia, where men’s white briefs (and women’s too) are available in vending machines. Hell, everything in Asia is available from a vending machine.

Jockey y-fronts white briefs for $3? Seems like a great deal to me. If you can’t find a tighty whitie dispenser near you, Amazon has jockeys too:

It was just Jockey’s anniversary.  75th!  What do you get someone for their 75th – wood?  Anyway…it’s only mildly tantalizing but in fact I enjoyed this video.

Reader “T Martin”, a 23 year old recent college graduate, has been wearing briefs all his life, and primarily wear Jockey with some FTL mixed in for a change. He sent us in this great white briefs story…. read on:

I keep reading stories about the good ‘ole days of briefs, and I wanted to share a couple of my experiences. Now, I won’t say they’re coming back or anything, but they are out there. For the record, I’m a briefs guy,
have been my whole life and I’m currently 23.

During my sophomore year of college I lived in a single which shared a bathroom with another single. My roommate was named Miguel and he was a pretty solitary guy, who usually went home on the weekends. We had dissimilar class schedules but would run into each other some what regularly in the bathroom. Often one would be in the shower, or we’d be getting ready for bed, etc. After a couple of weeks it became pretty apparent to me at least that we both wore white briefs. Usually there was a pile of clothes (his and mine) left outside the shower and at least with mine the jockey waistband was very prevalent as was the hanes waistband for him. As we got a routine there started to be just pairs of white briefs sitting outside the shower or while brushing our teeth we’d be there in just our “pjs” (otherwise known as a tee and briefs). This happened over the course of months and by about halfway through the year we regularly played video games, watched tv/movies, etc in just our briefs. Never went anywhere else but it certainly was fun while it lasted.

During my junior year I was a Resident Adviser in a freshman dorm. One night over a random holiday weekend, at my school everyone went home since it was in a major city, I was doing laundry late at night and noticed another guy doing his laundry as well. He pulled a bunch of white clothes out of the dryer and placed them on the folding tables. Looked like a bunch of shirts so I didn’t think much of it. I go back starting my laundry and moving loads around and I turn around to see him holding up a pair of briefs and folding them. Stopped me for a second since NO ONE ever folded laundry in that room. I started walking out only to notice he had a
bunch of briefs all nicely folded up and ready to wear. Never did get to see him fold his undies again.

And our white brief’ed friend jay555z sent us in this Jockey pouch white briefs pic. Very hot!

I just love buying white briefs and tighty whities at Amazon – it’s so easy. Anyway just to let you know of some stuff on sale… perfect for lounging around this summer in.

Go and buy now, then use our submission form to send us your pics. We want to see your bulge!

Happy Shopping

(these are white – and really good if you sweat a lot – not sure why the icon is showing up as multi-color.)

Another day here at white briefs HQ and we get more mail!

Today is a mail from BriefGuy81. He says:

I absolutely love wearing white briefs. They make me feel sexy and confident. Even more, I love another guy in white briefs. Something about them – the well defined package they hold – just makes me horny and ready to
go.

I agree – especially after seeing this tighty whitey package in action!


He goes on to say:

My favorite everyday brief is the Jockey 3D Innovations Low Rise Brief. I love the softness of the fabric, the accent of the red waistband, but most of all I love the package they give me. Just tight enough to give a good package without being a bother.

Like this package? Get your own from Amazon:

Last we we saw Fred showing off the latest in Parisian white brief fashion. Fred’s back again today showing off his tighty whitie bulge and I must say I continue to be impressed. Check ‘em out:

I am in love with French couture

New Brief Encounters video out:

One of my favorite people on Flickr is Cordero who consistently has some of the hottest stuff online. He’s not only a white brief wearer but a big time admirer and a cute hairy bear to boot.

Here’s a few shots of him in his various white briefs:

Thanks for letting us post a few pics, Cordero!

We got mail today from Jockey Lover, who says he “has been crazy about white briefs since he was a
tiny kid!“. Hmm – certainly can relate to that – whether its y-fronts, pouch, or fly front, I don’t go far without my white briefs or tighty whities.

JL sent us in a few fun photos – have a look for yourself:

Jockey Lover has a question:

What I have right now is a question – I heard about a feature-length porno set in the 1950s, but made in the 1990s, about a wealthy young guy who’s in love with a blue collar guy; LOTS of white briefs scenes. Anyone remember the title? Thanks!

Can’t say I know – anybody else know? Drop me an email and we’ll update the post here with a URL.

Meanwhile, if you want to feel like a million, then go and get yourself some Jockeys white briefs:

One of the great things about being an apartment manager is that from time to time you get to be inside a unit while the owner is away. It’s not that I ‘m there illegally, mostly it’s because I’ve been asked to water the plants or look after the cat, but there is a kind of strange thrill about being inside someone else’s home, while they’re absent. I never pilfer anything, but I do investigate the dresser drawers in the bedrooms, looking not for valuables, but for underwear, men’s underwear. And when I find a pair, I’ll give them a good sniff. Laundry hampers are even better. A nice pair of used briefs will get me really turned on. Sometimes, I even try them on, after all, they’re going to be washed when the owner comes back, so why not? I really like to wear another guy’s underpants, and if I’m lucky enough to find a cum-stained pair, then I’m in heaven. But I always put them back as I found them.

Yesterday, I got a phone call from a guy called Justin, in apartment 36B. I once caught a glimpse of him through his living room window, while he was wearing just his briefs. I couldn’t hang around all day gazing in his window, but I’d stared long enough for him to catch me looking. This morning, on the phone, Justin told me he was trying to replace one of the fluorescent tubes in his kitchen ceiling, but he couldn’t get the old tube out, and could I help him? Of course I could help him, in more ways than he might have guessed.

Dressed in my jogging shorts, with Hanes white briefs underneath, and a white hanes tank, I knocked on his door. It opened to reveal Justin, as I had hoped, wearing just a pair of Jockey briefs and white socks.

“Oops,” he said, “you’ve caught me in my underwear,”

“No problem,” I replied. “Underwear is dress-of-the-day for me when I’m at home. No need to dress up for me.”

He led me into his kitchen where he had placed a chair in the middle of the floor. Above, I could see he had removed the translucent ceiling panel, exposed the light fitting. “This shouldn’t take long,” I said, slipping off my sneakers, not wanting to leave footprints on his furniture.

“Wanna beer?” he asked.

“It’s kinda early, but what the fuck, sure.” He took a couple of cans out of the fridge and popped the lid of one for me and placed it on the kitchen counter. “Thanks,” I said. I stepped up on to the chair and wiggled the fluorescent tube back and forth. I could tell there was nothing wrong with it and it was going to come out easily, so I figure it was just a ruse to get me into his apartment, but I went along with the game and pretended that it was stuck.

From time to time I would bend down to pick up the beer can, giving him a nice look up the back of my shorts at the exposed edge of my white briefs, take a long pulls on my beer, and then bend down again to replace the can. At one point, I lifted my right leg up and put my foot on the back of the chair. If he moved to his right, he would get a nice view up the leg of my shorts. Sure enough, he casually moved to the right, and my dick started to harden in my briefs. After a few seconds, I switched legs, causing him to move back to his left, and, predictably enough, he made the move. I looked down at him and could detect a growing bulge in his briefs. Things were beginning to heat up. I let him stare at me for a minute or so, then pulled the tube out.

“Here we go,” I said, “Hand me the new one.”

He passed it up to me, and I spent another minute or so, pretending to have difficulty fitting it, allowing him a nice uninterrupted view of my briefs up the leg of my shorts. By now my dick was hard, painfully bent downwards in my Hanes, creating a very visible mound at the front of my shorts.

“I like those shorts you’re wearing,” he said.

“Yeah, I love nylon, I like the smooth silky feel of them. Go ahead, have a feel.”

I knew he would be unable to resist. He reached up both hands and stroked my hips, then slid his hands over my buttocks. “You’re right,” he said, “It does feel nice.” One hand came round to the front and cupped my basket, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“Much nicer for me,” I said, taking another pull on my beer. “Don’t stop.”

He manipulated my dick through the material to a more comfortable upright position. It’s head was only just contained by the waistbands of my briefs and shorts. He rubbed his hand up and down the shaft, while his other hand went up the back of my thigh, up the leg of my shorts, and caressed the white cotton covering my ass. I gave him a huge smile.

Then he abruptly pulled my shorts down to my ankles and stepped back to look at me. I kicked the shorts off, and did a slow pirouette on the chair, taking care not to overbalance, so he could get a nice all-round view of me in my underpants. His breathing began to quicken. “Do you like what you see?” I asked.

“You’re gorgeous. Don’t go away.”

He went into the living room an came back with a digital camera. I pirouetted for him again while he snapped of a few pics. I finished the last of the beer and handed him the empty can. “That was enjoyable,” I said, ambiguously.

Stepping down off the chair, massaging myself, I pulled out the waistband of his briefs, took his dick in my hand and stroked it as his hard on throbbed. I bent down and licked the mushroom head, teasing it with my tongue. It didn’t take him long to cum. With his eyes closed and his head thrown back, his whole body gave a shudder, his dick swelled up and began to pulse and a nice big squirt of cum shot out, right on target, into my waiting mouth. The next few squirts landed on my face and chest, and I milked the last drops on to my hand, which I brought to my mouth and licked off. His cum tasted beautiful, mild and creamy and very exciting. It was enough to send me over the top, and I came inside my own briefs, pumping my pent-up load into my crotch.

I stood up and put my arms around him, and he kissed me, his tongue in my mouth, clearly enjoying the taste of his own cum.

“Can I keep your underpants?” I asked him.

“Of course. And I’m going to keep yours.”

“And you can keep my nylon shorts as well,” I said. “You’ll look sexy in them.”

“I can lend you a pair of pants for you to get back to your apartment in,” he said.

“Don’t bother.”

I am beginning to think they need to revise the popular saying to something like “good things come in bulging packages”. If today’s white briefs post is anything to say about it, I’d say there is something very good in this package!

freeguy was kind enough to share with us his classic Jockey y-front white briefs. Oh how y-fronts make me reminisce of my youth. Freeguy doesn’t look like he’ll be free for much longer – that white cotton fabric seems to be stretched to the limit.

Get your own jockey y-front white briefs here:

Although I notice they’ve got some fun retro-colored briefs out. They look fun!

This weekend I watched Deliverance, a 1972 action flick about some guys that go on a canoeing trip and things go… well, poorly!

I had never seen it before so I had no idea that there was a tighty whities rape scene! Ned Beatty is show in a pair of classic Jockey pouch white briefs and is attacked and raped by a redneck hick! Talk about hot.

Here’s the video – while it isn’t sexually graphic, there is more than enough innuendo, so please don’t play this video if you find such scenes offensive.

Wow, eh? Piggy piggy? That was a bit over the top! Anyway, if you’re looking for some excitement next weekend, I know the two things you need to get for your Deliverance weekend kit:

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, which I had worn through most of the trip as they are my favorites. Just as I started to massage my growing bulge, I happened to notice the closet door was still open; Jared must have been in a hurry and forgot to tidy up before he left. Not thinking, I just went over for a look and noticed something at the top of his dirty laundry basket that made my cock stand up when I saw it – a pair of tighty whities on the top of the basket!

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’d never seen pouch briefs before, only knew of y-fronts and fly fronts, so this new style of briefs was very interesting. I also noticed, with a smile on my face, that the briefs were slightly damp – in fact, they smelled of cum. He’d jerked off this morning and used these to clean up. Naught boy he is!

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 and slipped on a pair of these new styled jockeys. They sat high to the waist, which I like – lots of support. The pouch was even accommodating for my now throbbing penis. I can’t believe I’d never seen these before.

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.

Pick up your own Jockey Pouch White Briefs here:

I’m not sure how he doesn’t fall out of his y-fronts, but hngsk8bdr is certainly making the most use of his y-fronts. These tighty whities are stretched thin with his huge cock – seriously, I have no idea how it fits in there.

They always say skinny lads have fat thick ones, and hngsk8bdr is obviously no exception. Thanks for sharing, mate!

Get your own pair of Jockey y-front white briefs now:

Jockey is also doing fun retro colors now in classic y-front style – spice up your tighty whities drawer:

Whitiesagain has some AWESOME white briefs pics up on his Flickr account and has kindly offered us to share some of them here on white-briefs.com.

Why not stock up now: