Who was the first guy you ever saw wearing nothing but a pair of tighty whities?

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    May 26, 2010 3:02 AM GMT
    The first guy I ever saw wearing only his Hanes tighty whities was a guy named Landon in my 6th grade gym locker room. From that day forward I wanted to see him and other guys in their tighty whities every single day. Who was the first guy you saw in their tighty whities?
  • calibro

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    May 26, 2010 5:16 AM GMT
    my brother
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    May 26, 2010 5:26 AM GMT
    my best friend
  • rnch

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    May 26, 2010 5:45 AM GMT
    "this thread is useless without pics"
  • calibro

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    May 26, 2010 5:53 AM GMT
    rnch said"this thread is useless without pics"


    sorry, but all my pics are of me taking off my tighty whities, not actually wearing them
  • ajlclimber

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    May 26, 2010 6:41 AM GMT
    calibro saidsorry, but all my pics are of me taking off my tighty whities, not actually wearing them
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    see... I wouldn't complain about those pictures ether....
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    May 26, 2010 8:32 AM GMT
    Brother, I feel like thats gonna be a popular answer lol.
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    May 26, 2010 9:34 AM GMT
    rnch said"this thread is useless without pics"


    OMG please no pics. They went out of fashion down here n the 1970s, and the only person you ever got to see wear them was your grand Pa, so please no pics.
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    May 26, 2010 9:35 AM GMT
    He was the local judge. He and his wife were good friends with my parents - - many years later I learned that the four of them were regularly engaging in four-ways and swapping, but that's not important right now.

    I was 14 at the time, and had volunteered to watch their kids while they went away with my parents on a day-long retreat. It was early morning, and I had walked into their home to find the good judge standing in his bathroom and shaving with nothing on but his briefs.

    He wasn't aware of my presence, and I had taken full advantage of that fact. He was handsome, well-built, perfectly defined in every way. He was still wet from having been in the shower, and the water glistened like the morning dew on his hairy chest. His ass ... ohh, his perfect ass, and even though I could only view his crotch from the reflection in the mirror, I could definitely tell he was packing; I wondered how his briefs were able to contain him.

    I eventually moved, and he caught my image in the reflection of the mirror.

    He smiled at me, winked, and asked, "Ready for a long day?"

    I was frozen. My heart was racing as I realized my gym shorts were tenting from what had to have been the largest erection I'd had to date. I was stunned, and couldn't speak.

    "David?"

    "Oh, sorry, yeah, I'm ready," I said.

    He cocked his head, chuckled and said, "It's okay, my boy."

    I now know what he meant, but was terrified that he was going to tell my parents that he caught their son peeping at him. Luckily, he never did.
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    May 26, 2010 9:39 AM GMT
    reppaT saidHe was the local judge. He and his wife were good friends with my parents - - many years later I learned that the four of them were regularly engaging in four-ways and swapping, but that's not important right now.

    I was 14 at the time, and had volunteered to watch their kids while they went away with my parents on a day-long retreat. It was early morning, and I had walked into their home to find the good judge standing in his bathroom and shaving with nothing on but his briefs.

    He wasn't aware of my presence, and I had taken full advantage of that fact. He was handsome, well-built, perfectly defined in every way. He was still wet from having been in the shower, and the water glistened like the morning dew on his hairy chest. His ass ... ohh, his perfect ass, and even though I could only view his crotch from the reflection in the mirror, I could definitely tell he was packing; I wondered how his briefs were able to contain him.

    I eventually moved, and he caught my image in the reflection of the mirror.

    He smiled and me, winked, and asked, "Ready for a long day?"

    I was frozen. My heart was racing as I realized my gym shorts were tenting from what had to have been the largest erection I'd had to date. I was stunned, and couldn't speak.

    "David?"

    "Oh, sorry, yeah, I'm ready," I said.

    He cocked his head, chuckled and said, "It's okay, my boy."

    I now know what he meant, but was terrified that he was going to tell my parents that he caught their son peeping at him. Luckily, he never did.


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    May 26, 2010 11:41 AM GMT
    Other boys at annual summer camp, when I was age 8 through 10 beginning in 1957. There were 16 campers to each small 1-room cabin, 15 boys and 1 college-age camp counselor. We saw each other in tighty whities every day while dressing, because that was the most common underwear for boys & young men back then. You only had 2 main choices in the US: boxers that were popular with older men, and white cotton knit briefs. Other kinds of undershorts available today didn't yet exist, nor did colors except for boxers.

    During our overnight hikes we'd go skinny dipping in a creek, having brought no swimsuits with us, 2 cabins going out together making 30 of us total. And after swimming, since we brought no towels along, either, we'd put just our Jockeys back on while air-drying on the flat rocky shelf alongside the swimming hole.

    All these boys and a couple of adults wearing nothing but identical white briefs, very 1950s conformity, lounging and milling about in the sunlight, some naked swimmers still in the water or standing at the edge, very homoerotic, very Thomas Eakins. And I think I remember it so very clearly because I was just beginning to feel an attraction for other boys, and an interest in their bodies.

    It was also the first time I saw totally naked adult men, right out in the open in broad daylight for long periods. Not a momentary glance while dressing, that left more questions than answers, but a chance to actually study the nude adult male anatomy in many different casual postures, and it gave me a strange thrill. Pleasant memories. icon_biggrin.gif
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    May 26, 2010 11:59 AM GMT
    Definitely gym class in 7th grade. We all had "fruit of the loom" or something like that. Only a few guys had more trendy stuff at that point.
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    May 26, 2010 12:00 PM GMT
    rnch said"this thread is useless without pics"
    My father was the first person I saw in tighty whities.
    Trust me, you do NOT want pics! icon_lol.gif
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    May 26, 2010 12:09 PM GMT
    Super hot model on a catwalk in Sydney!
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    May 26, 2010 12:10 PM GMT
    HndsmKansan saidDefinitely gym class in 7th grade. We all had "fruit of the loom" or something like that. Only a few guys had more trendy stuff at that point.

    Yeah, when "briefer" briefs start to appear in US stores in the late 1960s, and in colors, too, a lot of guys including myself were dubious about wearing them into locker rooms, their look a bit feminine if not outright queer. If you had been raised in that exclusive tighty-whitey world, anything in a color with less coverage than standard Jockeys was equivalent to wearing women's panties in our minds.

    And yeah, some of the brand names were Fruit of the Loom, Jockey, and B.V.D. Indeed, some people still referred to that style as "BVDs" because that was the company that first made them popular in the 1930s. (I love useless trivia)
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    May 26, 2010 12:28 PM GMT
    This thread is no longer useless without pics.

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    May 26, 2010 12:31 PM GMT
    "He was the local judge. . . . " OK, consider that my daily dose of literature.
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    May 26, 2010 1:58 PM GMT
    My mum set me up with a play date with some kid 'cos I was a Nancy-no-friends when I was 10 or so and slept over his house and in the morning his dad walked into the dining room with only his blue briefs on and my jaw just dropped. He wasn't good looking but THERE'S A GUY WEARING NOTHING BUT BRIEFS IN FRONT OF ME!!!!!!!!
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    May 26, 2010 2:17 PM GMT
    rnch said"this thread is useless without pics"

    OK, to supplement my boys summer camp story above about tighty-whities and skinny-dipping, here's what the skinny-dipping was like in the woods. Course not the 1950s, and not boys either, all these guys over 18, or else we might have a problem here. But gives the impression of what it was like, and the adult camp counselors swimming naked with us did look just like this. I just wish I had some pic to simulate us drying off on land afterwards, all in our identical white briefs.

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    And since I also made a reference to Thomas Eakins, 19th-Century painter of The Swimming Hole, a scene likewise reminiscent of our skinny-dipping, with rocky outcrops along the water, here's that work:

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    Finally, here's one of Eakins 1883 photographic studies on which he based the painting. Those are his own college art students, BTW, all presumably also at least 18, that he brought there to model. Therefore not a candid shot but posed, since most period cameras had no shutters, requiring long exposure times that would blur natural motion. Although the nude swimming is realistic & contemporaneous, the norm for men in that era. Eakins was one of the first painters to take his own field photographs so he could complete the work in his studio afterwards.

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    May 26, 2010 2:21 PM GMT
    reppaT saidHe was the local judge. He and his wife were good friends with my parents - - many years later I learned that the four of them were regularly engaging in four-ways and swapping, but that's not important right now.


    Oh, it is! The guy you were ogling may have been your real daddy for all we know! icon_twisted.gif
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    May 26, 2010 2:21 PM GMT
    JustinAndChris saidThe first guy I ever saw wearing only his Hanes tighty whities was a guy named Landon in my 6th grade gym locker room. From that day forward I wanted to see him and other guys in their tighty whities every single day. Who was the first guy you saw in their tighty whities?


    My dad...gross...
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    May 26, 2010 2:40 PM GMT
    I was probably 10 years old, and it was summer, and we were hosting a visiting sailor for a regatta. The guy was all of 18 or so. I met him at the boat, and walked him up to our house. We were sharing a room, and were heading back out as soon as he changed. He was wearing a loose shirt, and really loose shorts. He pulled off his shirt, and I remember registering for the first time that wow, I thought a guy had a really hot body. Then he pulled off his shorts, and he was wearing a pair of white, pretty brief briefs, which were REALLY filled out by what I thought was a HUGE package. I had grown up in boxer or baggy brief territory, so this was new to me, and incredibly hot. I stared at his crotch until I felt his eyes on me, looked up at him smiling at me, flushed, and said something like "we better hurry up." I jerked off to that scene many, many times over the next few years. icon_razz.gif
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    May 26, 2010 2:58 PM GMT
    It probably was either my dad or my older brother. It is too long ago to remember who or when or what.
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    May 26, 2010 3:14 PM GMT
    Caslon14000 saidIt probably was either my dad or my older brother. It is too long ago to remember who or when or what.

    My summer camp story above is my first clear recollection at 8 of seeing Jockeys on boys & men, my own father preferring boxers. But prior to that I have vaguer memories of the boys who came over to join me in our backyard pool, when we stripped outside and left our clothes on picnic benches.

    We swam nude until about age 7, not that uncommon for boys back then in a private setting and even occasionally on the beach, even with my younger sister in the pool with us! She wore frilly bottoms, though, no top, with our fully-suited mother playing lifeguard for us, or sometimes our father in very baggy trunks. We never used the pool alone at that age.

    But until about 8 I had no sense of my body, and being naked, can't even recall what my junk looked like, nor that of my buddies, or what their underwear was. I think white briefs like mine, but I didn't pay attention. It wasn't until summer camp at 8 in 1957, and especially at 9 that I really started to get interested.
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    May 26, 2010 3:20 PM GMT
    that would Tim. My dad's hunting buddy who boasted around camp in his tighty whities after the morning hunt. I was 12 and mesmerized.