Prologue
As I sit here at my computer writing this diary to you, I'm wondering how much you want to know about how I made the journey from straight super-hung hunk to an eager participant in man-to man- sex and enjoying pleasures I never dreamt possible. So I will write on and send you a few chapters and see if you want me to quit or continue. IT WAS NOT until later in life that I admitted up to my fetish for men in underwear and how they turned me on to sexual experiences that were so pleasurable that it drew me into a secret life of man- to- man pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. So in the next chapters read about my transformation into that secret life
Chapter one: My history and early experiences with sex.
Even when I was in high school I knew that seeing guys in my gym class wearing hot underwear or better yet just a jock strap made my dick get semi-hard and gave me a funny warm feeling down in my groin that was real pleasurable. Some times when I jacked off alone in my bedroom I envisioned a guy posing in his briefs with his cock clearly outlined and his balls being caressed by his soft cotton white briefs. I didn't think too much about fantasizing about guys because I was pretty active with the girls and getting as much pussy as I could handle, and never having a problem getting it up but that is another story.
ANOTHER FACT for you to know is that I am extremely well-endowed in the dick department, nothing I did on my own but inherited from my father. I used to be mesmerized by watching my dad's dong when he stepped out of the shower or when we took a leak together. He had this long sausage between his legs and even before I knew all the names for a man's prick I realized that my dad had a bigger penis than anyone else I had seen.
So when I began to go thru puberty I wasn't surprised when my dick got bigger around and longer. I love playing with my hose and watching myself in the mirror and then I could make my cock grow just by thinking about how big and beautiful, yes beautiful, my cock is. And then there is the matter of cum-load. I guess because my prod is so big that means I can make more cum and precum too. When I shoot my load that first shot fires out like a rocket and if I aim my pecker in the right direction I can shoot my cum right up onto my face, then all over my chest and the final little shots go into my pubic bush! I spent a lot of time cleaning my cum off my body, my clothes, the rug and sometimes the mirror where I spend many hours admiring my developing body.
So now you know about two of my best attributes...things a man really is proud of.
Getting back to the size of my equipment, in high school when I went into the locker room and dressed down I noticed the other guys sneaking glances at me wearing my tighty whities which could barely keep my prized possessions in the crotch of my briefs. And when I stripped down to shower, guys would stare at my meat hanging proudly between my legs and jutting out over my orange-sized balls. Even when I wasn't semi-hard, my cock hung down like a thick hose with a big mushroom cap and a deep piss-slit. I secretly reveled in the pleasure of having other guys staring at my equipment in amazement and envy.
Once in a while I would sprout a hardon in the shower thinking about any thing sexual and then the guys would really stare, even commenting under their breath, "amazing, incredible, look at that weapon," all with envy in their admiration. I wasn't much of a basketball player but I hung out in the gym a lot during my high school years because secretly I liked showing off my equipment.
I never stroked my dong in the shower even though I really wanted too, but I was afraid I would shoot my cum load right there and make a mess and get all embarrassed. But I was always aware of my prick waiting in my pants for ay chance to get massaged, get hard and give me a wave of pleasure through out my entire body. I bet you went through this same stage where you dick keep leading you in a search for a secret place to jack off. True???
Chapter: two getting married and learning bout kinky sex
But enough about me in high school, now fast forward to the present. Like any red-blooded male, I married my high school sweetheart and we had good to great sex for the first couple of years. We even experimented with some kinky sex, or so my wife would say. One night in bed when we hadn't had sex for a long time, as I was contemplating pleasuring myself with a hand job, she reached over and pulled my prick out of my pj bottoms, and silently she bent down and took my semi-hard dong in her mouth. The feeling of that warm moist mouth made me instantly hard and I submitted passively to my first blow job. I could focus completely on the sensations as my prick was bathed, massaged and teased. Fantastic! It didn't take long for my body to respond and suddenly I felt that tingle in my loins and my balls drew up. Before I could warn my wife, I started to shoot my load.
At the first shot of jizz, she pulled off my cum cannon and I shot volley after volley of hot creamy manjuice in her face, all over my chest and finally onto the sheet. My wife screeched with delight watching for the first time how a man can ejaculate sperm with great force and great pleasure.
"Wow you really make a lot of that man cream; I bet we could whip up a delicious desert with all that jizz!
We were both dripping with my manjuice and I sure enjoyed the whole scene and told my wife,
"You can give me a blow job any time you want, that was great! "
We kissed passionately and I thought I could probably taste my own cum on her face.
All of these new experience brought another amazing occurrence; instead of going limp, my cock stayed hard and sensitive, so that when I scooped my cum off, it sent shivers through my body and it seemed that I was ready for another round of prick pleasure. I hadn't cum twice since I was young and really horny.
After that, If she thought I was getting horny she would unzip my pants, reach in and pull out my meat and give me a great blow job, letting my dick free just before I shot my load cuz she hadn't developed a taste for my jizz. She even got into the oral sex because sometimes she put her finger up her pussy and massaged her clit and even had an orgasm just as I was shooting my load. We were both satisfied with this kind of sex for a while, but then even that started to grow less frequent.
Chapter three. Three things bring big changes. Finding pix on the internet and discovering a new world of guyz in underwear and meeting Brad
My fetish for underwear got a good start as soon as I discovered the world of pix on the internet. But even before that, I noticed in the gym that I was almost the only guy wearing tighty whites; most of the guys were sporting colored underwear and brief-briefs seemed to be the style. Somehow watching guys parading around in their briefs intrigued me and I decided it was time to get into style. At about the same time, I spent time surfing the internet and discovered men's briefs sites like Paul's men in underwear" which had guys posing in the briefest of briefs and some even had their dongs hanging out. I decided I would get myself some of these undies, but not the really brief thong style yet.
So working up my courage I wandered into the men's department of our local department store and boy was I amazed at the choices available. Just fingering the different packages of briefs had me getting a hardon. I decided on some bikini style briefs, made of spandex and acetate. I couldn't wait to get home and try on my purchase. As soon as I got inside the backdoor, I dropped my pants, pulled off my whites and slipped on a pair of the newly-purchased bikini undies. Wow, were they stingy with the silky pouch. I could just barely stuff my meat into the pouch but when I did it felt so goddamm good and my equipment was pulled by right up and out.
"You look really sexy and studly" I said to myself. As I ran my hand over my crotch, I could feel my prod getting hard and lo and behold a small wet spot appeared right where my prick strained against the taut fabric. I had no idea I could get hard so fast and feel so turned on over just a pair of briefs. But what the ho! Then I began to wonder what my wife would have to say about this sight and also how about the guys in the gym? Even though some of the guys were wearing g-string thongs I never dreamt I would want to expose myself with something like these, yet there was that temptation to tease them wearing only my bikini.
When my wife arrived home, I told her "I have a surprise for you; do you want to see it?"
She knew from my shit-eating grin I had something special to show her.
"Sure I want to see what you got" she replied suspecting I was doing something special. So I dropped my pants and let her see my new bikini briefs.
"Well, you finally got out of those regular briefs and into something more "sexy". "Yea I really like them, and I am getting turned on admiring your big fuck-tool straining to get out of its cage! "
"Was this really my wife talking like this?" I thought. If so I guess these briefs have magic power over me and her.
"Fuck me right here and right now' she demanded. She pulled up her skirt and pulled down her thong panties and made herself ready for my fuck-tool to hit her target. I was so turned on that I obeyed her command and stroked my now hard rod to get it ready and lubed with plenty of precum. So still wearing my new briefs, now hooked down underneath my balls I shoved my steel-hard cock into her hot pussy with a force I hadn't felt for a long time.
"Oh yes Jed, shove that hot poker up my cunt, massage my clit and make me cum big time"
We were both so hot into fucking that we didn't realize we were in the middle of the kitchen with the shades wide open so anyone could see in. Somehow that made it even hotter thinking some voyeur could see us fucking like a couple of wild animals. With about a dozen humps of my hot blood- engorged prick I could feel that tingle in my loins and feel my balls pull up tight as my cum juice began its trip out of my balls and into my prick. With all that pussy juice and precum my steel hard rod was slipping around in its hot enclosure, but I knew my wife needed her clit massaged and I concentrated on pushing my cock head up against her cunt lips and onto her engorged clit. Suddenly my wife was shouting as she began to orgasm and I let out a primal shout as I shot my first spurt of cum, followed by another and another volley of hot creamy manjuice. I shot spurt after spurt of my seeds until I could cum no more, and then felt my body that had been completely tense begin to relax and transform into that state of exhaustion following great exertion.
After a few minutes we both came down from our orgasmic high and realized we were still dressed from the waist up but covered in sweat and cum. My wife bent down and took my dick in her mouth and licked off the combined juices of mancum and woman cunt, and savored every taste. At this point I was ready to just have some dinner and go to sleep on the couch.
Days later I decided that if wearing my new briefs could have such an effect on my wife, wearing them to the gym might just have some special effects too. I wasn't too sure what that might be but the risk of something happening made me horny and ready to try. After a pick up basketball game, I went into the locker room and started to change for my shower. When I dropped my shorts, I noticed a friend named Brad, who I have chatted with in the locker room before, looked my way and had a big smile.
"Hey Jed, what happened to the tighty whities you always wear...wow man those are hot togs."
Brad came over and got into my space, and surprised me so I stepped back.
"Whoa man, I just wanted to see if what you have packed in those briefs is all real! You are one hung dude!" I was flattered by Brad's attention and surprised by his direct admission that he was ogling my equipment.
"Those briefs really show off that monster meat you're packin. How big are you man, ever measured your meat?" I felt myself getting hard and my face flushed. Suddenly Brad reached out and gave my prick a squeeze...was this guy feeling me up???
I stepped back but I knew I enjoyed the sensation of brad's hand squeezing my prick, and I felt myself get totally hard. I panicked trying to figure out what was happening to me. I decided I had to stop now or let my self succumb to this stud's manipulations.
"Hey man I got to get a shower and get home, see you later, "I announced as I headed for the showers.
When I dropped my briefs I discovered that even though I wasn't totally aroused there was a shiny drop of precum in my piss slit. What was my body truing to tell me??? I showered quickly, dried and headed home trying to figure out why I liked brad feeling me up and what might happen if I let him go farther.
End of part one.
If you like underwear stories and would like me to continue, let me know. Also if you have stories or pix to exchange, email me at: jbstudent2004@hotmail.com.