Man-to-man "brief" pleasure

Tom had an older sister, a twin sister and a younger sister, but no brother to cuddle with. He had seen his daddy only one in boxer shorts, lying flat on his belly, one hairy ball hanging out. Tom was 11 or 12-years old when he first saw another boy in underwear. In fact, he got to see two of them for the price of one.

His school in northern Ontario, Canada, did not have a Physical Education course, so boys never undressed in front of each other. One day, Tom, Dick and Harry got into a garage and decided to drop their pants and expose their underwear. Tom was wearing boxer shorts whereas Dick and Harry were wearing briefs: one in Fruit of the Loom and the other in Hugo Boss. Tom was surprised that there were different types of underwear and that white briefs kind of aroused him. Needless to say, he spoke to his mother and they scrapped all of those “sexless” boxers (as he would later call those underpants) and replaced them with white briefs.

Tom got an opportunity to examine a variety of briefs when he became a teenager, passing from 12 to 13. He was in an all-boys school and a medical examination was scheduled. Every guy had to strip to his underwear. Tom immediately spotted the guys in white undies and noticed that they were often fondling themselves. It seemed that sex games would always start by comparing each other’s underwear. At that age, sexual experimentation could obviously lead to measuring each other’s cock with a ruler, both flaccid and erect.

Tom’s father wanted his son to develop his biceps and tone his abdomen muscles to get a six-pack, so he enrolled him in local gym club. What a good idea! The young man could take his time in the locker room and scrutinize all the jocks in white briefs. Some of them removed their underwear to put on a white jockstrap. Tom would stay behind, wait till everyone had gone to the gym, sneak in a locker, pull the white smelly undie and sniff it feverishly. Wow, the total man perfume!

By the end of his grade 11, new neighbors moved next door and they had a son the same age. Tom and Jeff became very close friends, like you-cannot-get-close-enough. One day, Tom went to Jeff’s place after school because he had a huge crush on him. Jeff’s mother asked her son to get changed out of his school clothes. Heading towards the steps, Jeff turned around and asked Tom: “Are you coming with me?” Fantasy was about to become reality.

When he entered into his best friend’s room, Tom got so excited because he knew that he would finally see him in his underwear. As soon as Tom sat on the bed, Jeff shut and locked the door. He took off his shirt, then his shoes and finally his pants. “It’s when he stripped down to his underwear that he felt in control of the situation.” (quote from Anthony T. Hincks)

- Wow, Jeff, you’re wearing Fruit of the Loom briefs.
- Of course. Do you like that?
- You’re damn sure, I have a strong fetish for white undies.
- Care to smell my crotch?
- Gosh, this is Heaven on Earth!

Tom did not only smell Jeff’s white undies; he licked and drooled on his friend’s clothed crotch with frenzy. It was so fucking succulent! Then Tom manoeuvred to reach the ass crack, searching for a small dirty spot that he called the big jackpot. This “holy shit” was giving him the strongest hard-on he had ever experienced. Jeff also wanted his share of the cake. He undressed his classmate, leaving only his white Calvin Klein briefs on because he was as much aroused by guys in under pants as Tom. When his mother received the Spring or Fall clothes catalog, Jeff would secretly flip to the men’s section and gaze at the display of briefs, caressing the picture of white crotches, imagining what they were so angelically hiding...

Jeff and Tom rolled over on the bed, not knowing that their position was called 69, and started to rub their face in “bulging angel cloth”. One stretched the other one’s elastic band with his teeth, chewed the clothed balls, kissed and licked the cock until it almost sneaked out of the wet erotic white briefs. But the rule was to always keep the jewels tightly wrapped during tongue and hand massages that inevitably triggered an explosion of nectar.

Tom’s biggest reward was keeping Jeff’s creamy undie as a souvenir of his first full blown experience of man-to-man “brief” pleasure. Now, at barely 26, he had a drawer filled with eight different brands of white smelly undies: Calvin Klein, Emporio Armani, Hugo Boss, Diesel, Polo Ralph Lauren, Derek Rose, Ermenegildo Zegna, Dolce & Gabbana.