A safe place for men of any sexual orientation to talk about their love of seeing men in underwear. All single, partnered, married, gay and bisexual men welcomed. Feel free to tell us your experiences with men in briefs.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Piss...
I also love piss play every now and then... Pissing in your underwear or jockstrap can be so fucking hot. I know it's not for everyone, but I love the feel of warm wetness covering my crotch then the piss running down my legs. If you are licky enough to have a hot man on his knees in front of you while pissing it's even hotter...
Saving your briefs or jockstrap and wearing another day is another hot thing to do...
Saving your briefs or jockstrap and wearing another day is another hot thing to do...
Torn...
Sometimes things can get a little rough and you have to do some tearing to get to the prize inside...
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Friend from a4a
This hot man is someone I have been talking to on adam4adam. He has an underwear fetish like me and I can't wait to meet him in person so we can play in our underwear. Thnaks Bud for letting me share your pic. YOU ARE ONE HOT AND SEXY MAN.
Older Men in Underwear
I find older men in underwear to be expecially sexy. As I get older, I find I like men my age and older even more. The flaws, wrinkles, bulges and marks of life add to the man in a way that only time and life experiences can. I would love to be in a bed for the day with any of these sexy daddies, kissing and cuddling, rubbing crotches and tasting every inch of them then making love to them as only a man can do with another man...
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Up or Down?
Here is something I have always wondered...
Why do some men have their cock up and some down when wearing briefs? You know what I mean? When some men put on briefs they let the front of the briefs pull their cocks up. Other men (like me) will pull their briefs away from the front of their body when putting them on so the cock hangs down or slightly to the side.
I don't think the size of the cock matters. I have seen hung men with the cock up and down, as well as smaller men. Now I know for most men with real short cocks they usually stick straight out. By the way I absolutely love that look. Ain't nothing wrong with a man with a small cock.
I have found that when I am with a man and his cock is up, I will rearrange it so it is down. I like the look of a cock laying over balls. Seeing the outline of his cockhead with nuts on each side is hot to me. maybe because it puts evrything together so one hand can pull and tug on the complete package.
Some guys like to have their cocks sucked from the top of the waistband so maybe that's why they leave it up. I prefer my cock to be sticking out the fly or a leg opening when being sucked in briefs so maybe thats why I leave it down.
Don't know why I suddenly thought of this. Maybe I have too much time on my hands :)
Why do some men have their cock up and some down when wearing briefs? You know what I mean? When some men put on briefs they let the front of the briefs pull their cocks up. Other men (like me) will pull their briefs away from the front of their body when putting them on so the cock hangs down or slightly to the side.
I don't think the size of the cock matters. I have seen hung men with the cock up and down, as well as smaller men. Now I know for most men with real short cocks they usually stick straight out. By the way I absolutely love that look. Ain't nothing wrong with a man with a small cock.
I have found that when I am with a man and his cock is up, I will rearrange it so it is down. I like the look of a cock laying over balls. Seeing the outline of his cockhead with nuts on each side is hot to me. maybe because it puts evrything together so one hand can pull and tug on the complete package.
Some guys like to have their cocks sucked from the top of the waistband so maybe that's why they leave it up. I prefer my cock to be sticking out the fly or a leg opening when being sucked in briefs so maybe thats why I leave it down.
Don't know why I suddenly thought of this. Maybe I have too much time on my hands :)
Boxers, Briefs, Jockstraps, Etc.
Most of my friends know about my underwear fetish. Even the ones that don't normally wear underwear will wear them for me because they know I respond so well to them.
Even though I like fly front briefs the most, not everyone likes to wear them. I have a friend that only wears boxer briefs. He is sexy in them and He will keep them on as long as I want him too. With his build, they look good and his cock and balls are outlined beautifully in them. Another friend wears boxers only. I have to admit, I like feel of the cotton around his loose hangiing cock. I like to pull his cock out the fly and play with his low hanging balls thru the boxers while sucking him. Love to play with his ass thru the loose material. I also like to run a hand under the leg and finger his hairy hole.
A married friend I met a few years ago only wore underwear when he went to work. At home he wore shorts with nothing underneath. As we became regular play buds, I would ask him to wear somekind of underwear. He finnaly came over one day and had briefs on underneath. because of how hot they got me, he wears some kind of underwear when we play. Never know if it will be briefs, boxer briefs, thong, jockstrap, or what but I like the surprise of kissing him while unwrapping the present.
I have another friend who is in his 70s. he had prostate surgery and has a penile implant. His cock is not big and he is getting soft around the middle. He has the most beautiful blue eyes and smile I have ever seen. He is still handsome and I know he was a fucking stud when he was younger. He is a retired bi trucker and he always wears a jockstrap. They are old and worn and the first time I saw him in one I got hard as a fucking rock. He will get on all fours so I can eat his hot ass and grope and munch on that pouch. He turned me on to jockstraps. Hell, he's turned me own to many things. I now own a yellow jockstrap because of him.(that's another post for later)
So as you see, al kinds of underwear can be sexy. I will always prefer the basic fly front briefs. But depending on the man in them, they are all sexy.
Even though I like fly front briefs the most, not everyone likes to wear them. I have a friend that only wears boxer briefs. He is sexy in them and He will keep them on as long as I want him too. With his build, they look good and his cock and balls are outlined beautifully in them. Another friend wears boxers only. I have to admit, I like feel of the cotton around his loose hangiing cock. I like to pull his cock out the fly and play with his low hanging balls thru the boxers while sucking him. Love to play with his ass thru the loose material. I also like to run a hand under the leg and finger his hairy hole.
A married friend I met a few years ago only wore underwear when he went to work. At home he wore shorts with nothing underneath. As we became regular play buds, I would ask him to wear somekind of underwear. He finnaly came over one day and had briefs on underneath. because of how hot they got me, he wears some kind of underwear when we play. Never know if it will be briefs, boxer briefs, thong, jockstrap, or what but I like the surprise of kissing him while unwrapping the present.
I have another friend who is in his 70s. he had prostate surgery and has a penile implant. His cock is not big and he is getting soft around the middle. He has the most beautiful blue eyes and smile I have ever seen. He is still handsome and I know he was a fucking stud when he was younger. He is a retired bi trucker and he always wears a jockstrap. They are old and worn and the first time I saw him in one I got hard as a fucking rock. He will get on all fours so I can eat his hot ass and grope and munch on that pouch. He turned me on to jockstraps. Hell, he's turned me own to many things. I now own a yellow jockstrap because of him.(that's another post for later)
So as you see, al kinds of underwear can be sexy. I will always prefer the basic fly front briefs. But depending on the man in them, they are all sexy.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
My First Time...Roy In His BVDs
My dad and his best friend Roy were always taking the boat out on Sunday mornings for a day of bass fishing. Sometimes my brother and I would get to go. My brother would get bored and soon decided fishing wasn't for him. Me, on the other hand, loved it. I didn't really care about fishing but I learned all about it so I could go as often as possible to be near Roy.
Roy was my dad's best friend for years. He was divorced and lived on a small farm and fishing was his passion. He was about 6 feet tall, slender and slightly muscular with brown hair and clean shaven. He had the most beautiful green eyes and a smile that would light a room.
As I got into my teens, Roy and I would go alone sometimes. I could sit there for hours talking and watching him on that bass boat. I especially enjoyed the fact that he always wore cutoff jeans. They were like Daisy Dukes, short shorts with the frayed legs. But they were not tight, so as he sat there with his knees apart fishing I could see up the legs and get a glimpse of the white covered bulge. He hardly ever wore a shirt so I also go to look at that hairy chest with the treasure trail that ran down into those BVDs. I knew they were BVDs because the waistband of his underwear was always showing. I spent many times in my bed or in the bathroom jacking off thinking about him in nothing but those BVDs.
In my highschool senior year the last of my siblings moved out on their own. I got a job after school and the fishing trips were fewer and fewer. I was "dating" a girl and all seemed normal in my little world. The summer after I graduated, my parents were going out of town for vacation. I couldn't go because of work. I would have 2 weeks alone. I was feeling kind of sad because I couldn't go. But such was life when you worked and I was 18 years old and my parents knew I was responsible so they had no problems in leaving me alone for a few days. One afternoon Roy called. He was just checking up on me. It was nice to here his voice. He mentioned the fact that we hadn't gone fishing in ages and wanted to know if I wanted to go again. Of course I got an instant hardon just thinking about it. We were both free Saturday so we would go real early that morning.
Roy showed up before sunrise Saturday and off we went. By the time the sun came up we were already on the water fishing. After a couple hours it was getting hot. We were in a secluded area of a very large lake sitting there not catching anything. Roy said something about getting in the water and cooling off. The next thing I knew he stood up and was pushing his cutoffs down and stepping out of them. There is he stood, tall, tanned, hairy, in BVDs shining white in the sun. I couldn't help but stare at his bulge. His cock was laying over his balls and they hung low in his crotch. He pulled the waitband up and tugged on that bulge and dove into the water. He came up and asked why I was still sitting there. So I stood up took of my pants and copying him, pulled up my jockey waistband, tugged a little on my crotch and dove in. Swimming there with him I got raging hard on. I wasn't worried because he couldn't see it in the water. So we played around splashing each other. The next thing I knew Roy went under and came up behind me. He grabbed me like he was playing. He would tickle me then pretend to dunk me under the water. His hands on me felt so good. As he was doing all this, his crotch would occasionally brush against my ass. when it did I felt a very hard bulge. I knew he had a hardon but pretended not to notice. After a few minutes of this horse play I used my foot to press against his crotch and pushed away from him. I let it press on his hard bulge for a few seconds before pushing off. He knew I knew and that got me even harder. Then I went under the water and came up behind him. He didn't turn around. He just stayed where he was as I came up behind him and put my trimbling hands on his shoulders. My body floated against his back and my crotch touched his ass. He let out a groan and pushed against me. Oh my God, he felt so good. Then he said to hold on as he started swimming the short distance back to the boat. As he swam my crotch would rub up and down his ass getting me even harder.
We got to the boat and he told me to climb aboard. As I climbed up I felt his hand go between my legs and he cupped my crotch giving my hard cock a squeeze through my wet jockeys. Then he climbed aboard. soaking wet, with his hard cock outlined in his wet briefs. I sat on a seat as he knelt in front of me looking into my eyes. He gave me a smile and told me how he had always known I was sneaking peeks at him and he had been waiting for me to grow up hoping he could show me his appreciation. I was shivering from being wet and the excitement of the moment. He saw this and got a towel and started drying me off. He took extra care and time with my crotch and ass. As he worked on my legs he put his face in my crotch pressing his face against my crotch, moaning as he would pull on my hardon with his mouth licking up and down my wet bulge. I lifted my foot and ran it up and down his wet crotch. feeling his hard man cock through his briefs, pressing against his balls. Then Roy reached under the legs of my jockeys and pulled my cock out. He started sucking me. This was the first time my cock had ever been anywhere but my hand. He reached under me rubbing my cotton covered ass as he sucked my cock. It didn't take long for me to started shooting my load of cum. He didn't stop sucking as he took every drop. Then he raised up giving me another smile and kissed me long hard and deep. Giving me his tongue and letting me taste my cum. As we were kissing I reach for his crotch. The feel of his hard cock through those wet briefs was so hot. I ran fingers through thr fly feeling the skin of his cock. I couldn't get enough of the feel. He put his hand on mine and started rubbing his hardon. the next thing I knew, he was moaning and I felt the warmth of his cum coming though the wet cotton. I broke away from his kiss and dove for that big bulge. I rubbed my face on it feeling his warm cum on my cheeks and lips. I covered the spot where the cum was oozing out and devoured as much of that cotton covered cock head as I could. Licking and sucking through his BVDs getting as much as I could. during all this he was rubbing my head and face with his manly hands. I loved the taste of his cum, sweet and alty at the same time. then I pulled on the wasistband and out came an uncut cock with cum on the head. I sucked it in my mouth trying to swallow every bit of his 7 inches. after devouring as much as I could Roy pulled his softening cock out of my mouth. He gave me another kiss. I'm sure I mumbled something like I love you. I know was in total awe of him.
We spent another couple hours drying in the sun and talking. I would reach over and grope his crotch sometimes rearranging his cock in his briefs. I told him of my lifelong fantasy about underwear. He said he had that fetish also. We got dressed and headed back to the ramp. We went back to his house for the rest of the day and he taught me many things about how a man can make another man feel good. His was the first cock I ever sucked. The first ass I ever ate and fucked. He was the first man to suck me, rim me, and fuck me. We did most of it that afternoon and into the night. He was also the man that let me know that partial nudity can be just as erotic, if not more than, a man totally nude.
I joined the Air Force a few months after Roy and I started playing. While on leave before being stationed in South Dakota we played for the last time. After being in SD for only a couple months I got a letter from mom. In it she said Roy had dropped dead from a heart attack while bass fishing with a buddy. She said he died while doing what he loved and that was an OK way to go. I only hope he and the buddy were having as good a time as I had with him when we last went bass fishing.
Roy was my dad's best friend for years. He was divorced and lived on a small farm and fishing was his passion. He was about 6 feet tall, slender and slightly muscular with brown hair and clean shaven. He had the most beautiful green eyes and a smile that would light a room.
As I got into my teens, Roy and I would go alone sometimes. I could sit there for hours talking and watching him on that bass boat. I especially enjoyed the fact that he always wore cutoff jeans. They were like Daisy Dukes, short shorts with the frayed legs. But they were not tight, so as he sat there with his knees apart fishing I could see up the legs and get a glimpse of the white covered bulge. He hardly ever wore a shirt so I also go to look at that hairy chest with the treasure trail that ran down into those BVDs. I knew they were BVDs because the waistband of his underwear was always showing. I spent many times in my bed or in the bathroom jacking off thinking about him in nothing but those BVDs.
In my highschool senior year the last of my siblings moved out on their own. I got a job after school and the fishing trips were fewer and fewer. I was "dating" a girl and all seemed normal in my little world. The summer after I graduated, my parents were going out of town for vacation. I couldn't go because of work. I would have 2 weeks alone. I was feeling kind of sad because I couldn't go. But such was life when you worked and I was 18 years old and my parents knew I was responsible so they had no problems in leaving me alone for a few days. One afternoon Roy called. He was just checking up on me. It was nice to here his voice. He mentioned the fact that we hadn't gone fishing in ages and wanted to know if I wanted to go again. Of course I got an instant hardon just thinking about it. We were both free Saturday so we would go real early that morning.
Roy showed up before sunrise Saturday and off we went. By the time the sun came up we were already on the water fishing. After a couple hours it was getting hot. We were in a secluded area of a very large lake sitting there not catching anything. Roy said something about getting in the water and cooling off. The next thing I knew he stood up and was pushing his cutoffs down and stepping out of them. There is he stood, tall, tanned, hairy, in BVDs shining white in the sun. I couldn't help but stare at his bulge. His cock was laying over his balls and they hung low in his crotch. He pulled the waitband up and tugged on that bulge and dove into the water. He came up and asked why I was still sitting there. So I stood up took of my pants and copying him, pulled up my jockey waistband, tugged a little on my crotch and dove in. Swimming there with him I got raging hard on. I wasn't worried because he couldn't see it in the water. So we played around splashing each other. The next thing I knew Roy went under and came up behind me. He grabbed me like he was playing. He would tickle me then pretend to dunk me under the water. His hands on me felt so good. As he was doing all this, his crotch would occasionally brush against my ass. when it did I felt a very hard bulge. I knew he had a hardon but pretended not to notice. After a few minutes of this horse play I used my foot to press against his crotch and pushed away from him. I let it press on his hard bulge for a few seconds before pushing off. He knew I knew and that got me even harder. Then I went under the water and came up behind him. He didn't turn around. He just stayed where he was as I came up behind him and put my trimbling hands on his shoulders. My body floated against his back and my crotch touched his ass. He let out a groan and pushed against me. Oh my God, he felt so good. Then he said to hold on as he started swimming the short distance back to the boat. As he swam my crotch would rub up and down his ass getting me even harder.
We got to the boat and he told me to climb aboard. As I climbed up I felt his hand go between my legs and he cupped my crotch giving my hard cock a squeeze through my wet jockeys. Then he climbed aboard. soaking wet, with his hard cock outlined in his wet briefs. I sat on a seat as he knelt in front of me looking into my eyes. He gave me a smile and told me how he had always known I was sneaking peeks at him and he had been waiting for me to grow up hoping he could show me his appreciation. I was shivering from being wet and the excitement of the moment. He saw this and got a towel and started drying me off. He took extra care and time with my crotch and ass. As he worked on my legs he put his face in my crotch pressing his face against my crotch, moaning as he would pull on my hardon with his mouth licking up and down my wet bulge. I lifted my foot and ran it up and down his wet crotch. feeling his hard man cock through his briefs, pressing against his balls. Then Roy reached under the legs of my jockeys and pulled my cock out. He started sucking me. This was the first time my cock had ever been anywhere but my hand. He reached under me rubbing my cotton covered ass as he sucked my cock. It didn't take long for me to started shooting my load of cum. He didn't stop sucking as he took every drop. Then he raised up giving me another smile and kissed me long hard and deep. Giving me his tongue and letting me taste my cum. As we were kissing I reach for his crotch. The feel of his hard cock through those wet briefs was so hot. I ran fingers through thr fly feeling the skin of his cock. I couldn't get enough of the feel. He put his hand on mine and started rubbing his hardon. the next thing I knew, he was moaning and I felt the warmth of his cum coming though the wet cotton. I broke away from his kiss and dove for that big bulge. I rubbed my face on it feeling his warm cum on my cheeks and lips. I covered the spot where the cum was oozing out and devoured as much of that cotton covered cock head as I could. Licking and sucking through his BVDs getting as much as I could. during all this he was rubbing my head and face with his manly hands. I loved the taste of his cum, sweet and alty at the same time. then I pulled on the wasistband and out came an uncut cock with cum on the head. I sucked it in my mouth trying to swallow every bit of his 7 inches. after devouring as much as I could Roy pulled his softening cock out of my mouth. He gave me another kiss. I'm sure I mumbled something like I love you. I know was in total awe of him.
We spent another couple hours drying in the sun and talking. I would reach over and grope his crotch sometimes rearranging his cock in his briefs. I told him of my lifelong fantasy about underwear. He said he had that fetish also. We got dressed and headed back to the ramp. We went back to his house for the rest of the day and he taught me many things about how a man can make another man feel good. His was the first cock I ever sucked. The first ass I ever ate and fucked. He was the first man to suck me, rim me, and fuck me. We did most of it that afternoon and into the night. He was also the man that let me know that partial nudity can be just as erotic, if not more than, a man totally nude.
I joined the Air Force a few months after Roy and I started playing. While on leave before being stationed in South Dakota we played for the last time. After being in SD for only a couple months I got a letter from mom. In it she said Roy had dropped dead from a heart attack while bass fishing with a buddy. She said he died while doing what he loved and that was an OK way to go. I only hope he and the buddy were having as good a time as I had with him when we last went bass fishing.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
A little about me...
For as long as I can remember, I have loved to look at men in underwear. What kind of underwear? Just about any kind, but regular briefs (tighty whities) are my favorite. And I'm not talking about underwear models you find in catalogs and on line. I mostly favor regular men in regular briefs. A hot young man in tight designer briefs is nice but I would rather see a man with some "flaws" standing before me in his non designer underwear. I also prefer men my age or older. For as long as I can remember I have found older men sexy. and now that I am almost at the big 50 I still prefer my age or older. Not that I would ever turn down a younger man LOL.
I can honestly remember as a small child of 5 or 6 fantasizing about an uncle in his jockey shorts. I found a pair in the dirty cloths hamper while staying a weekend with my aunt and uncle. they were white y-front briefs and I dared to put the crotch up to my face and smell. I could smell his scent and after that I knew I was hooked.
From that time on, whenever I see a man and I am checking out his bulge, the first thing I wonder is not the size of his cock, but if he's wearing underwear and what kind.
Not sure why I started this blog. Not sure what direction it it take or how long it will last. Anyone is invited to comment on it as long as it pertains to the post. I am be adding pictures. If I do, I will try to keep them of amature guys not porn starts or models. Looking forward to taking this journey with you guys that are into men in briefs.
I can honestly remember as a small child of 5 or 6 fantasizing about an uncle in his jockey shorts. I found a pair in the dirty cloths hamper while staying a weekend with my aunt and uncle. they were white y-front briefs and I dared to put the crotch up to my face and smell. I could smell his scent and after that I knew I was hooked.
From that time on, whenever I see a man and I am checking out his bulge, the first thing I wonder is not the size of his cock, but if he's wearing underwear and what kind.
Not sure why I started this blog. Not sure what direction it it take or how long it will last. Anyone is invited to comment on it as long as it pertains to the post. I am be adding pictures. If I do, I will try to keep them of amature guys not porn starts or models. Looking forward to taking this journey with you guys that are into men in briefs.
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