So, as those of you who have followed my posts over the last couple years already know, I have this thing for briefs. It started when I was very young, like in 5th grade, when I saw a guy I liked wearing briefs in gym class. I was so bold as to ask him if I could rub my face in his crotch. Seriously. We started calling it "Face Rapes" and it was instantly transformed from an innocent game to a big group activity, as some things were in the years leading up to puberty. Once I entered middle school and 7th grade, however, the ante was upped considerably. By this point, our little game caused a reaction that tended to, how shall we say, fill out the skivies in a more tantalizing way. Hence, my passion for briefs and bulges was born! Now, skip to college and imagine the boy in the blue briefs above. He reminds me of a scenes just like this at my fraternity house, where a brother would be lying on his bunk in his briefs. I would be sitting in his room speaking with him and attempting to hide the fact that I was salivating at the imagery of me pulling down his briefs and sucking him off. And do you know what? It happened more than once. And when it did, it was the total culmination and fulfillment of every sexual fantasy and urge I had ever had up to that point. It was a mid-term of the educational journey that began in 5th grade. From "face rapes" to an intense "forbidden" interaction between two sexy young guys that rose to a whole new level of brotherly lust. Later, in my 20's and in my first relationship, we acted out an extension of this perverse excitement built around the bulge and briefs. I would ask my boyfriend to put on a pair of clean, but worn, white briefs as a set-up for an extended oral session. Over the next hour, I would pull out a ball through a small torn hole, pull his cock out another and tear little patches of cloth along the way. Eventually, he was fully erect and wearing what appeared to be the sexiest of cock promoting teaser rags you could possibly imagine. It was so f**king hot! Why I didn't take photos of it at the time eludes me, but I think that we were both so into our roles and the session that we didn't want to interrupt it. I would continue the session by edging and sucking him until he was so hot from the stimulus and the feel of his sexy "costume" that he erupted violently down my throat or all over my face. Bingo! I had been successful in carrying on my childhood passion into a new millennium! Here's the deal with all this. A little imagination, mixed with a lot of stimuli, appropriate props and two very motivated guys can result in carnal ecstasy! It's been especially true for me in my journey to oral bliss, as I've mentioned so often in this blog. So, if you're an oral top reading this post, why not try out wearing something that showcases your ultimate gift and driving your service provider into a frenzy? Believe you me, men, taking the time to set up a hot scene is what good productions, onstage or off, are all about. Briefs and bulges are what started me on this road to phallic enlightenment. And, as they say, the journey continues.....
So, as those of you who have followed my posts over the last couple years already know, I have this thing for briefs. It started when I was very young, like in 5th grade, when I saw a guy I liked wearing briefs in gym class. I was so bold as to ask him if I could rub my face in his crotch. Seriously. We started calling it "Face Rapes" and it was instantly transformed from an innocent game to a big group activity, as some things were in the years leading up to puberty. Once I entered middle school and 7th grade, however, the ante was upped considerably. By this point, our little game caused a reaction that tended to, how shall we say, fill out the skivies in a more tantalizing way. Hence, my passion for briefs and bulges was born! Now, skip to college and imagine the boy in the blue briefs above. He reminds me of a scenes just like this at my fraternity house, where a brother would be lying on his bunk in his briefs. I would be sitting in his room speaking with him and attempting to hide the fact that I was salivating at the imagery of me pulling down his briefs and sucking him off. And do you know what? It happened more than once. And when it did, it was the total culmination and fulfillment of every sexual fantasy and urge I had ever had up to that point. It was a mid-term of the educational journey that began in 5th grade. From "face rapes" to an intense "forbidden" interaction between two sexy young guys that rose to a whole new level of brotherly lust. Later, in my 20's and in my first relationship, we acted out an extension of this perverse excitement built around the bulge and briefs. I would ask my boyfriend to put on a pair of clean, but worn, white briefs as a set-up for an extended oral session. Over the next hour, I would pull out a ball through a small torn hole, pull his cock out another and tear little patches of cloth along the way. Eventually, he was fully erect and wearing what appeared to be the sexiest of cock promoting teaser rags you could possibly imagine. It was so f**king hot! Why I didn't take photos of it at the time eludes me, but I think that we were both so into our roles and the session that we didn't want to interrupt it. I would continue the session by edging and sucking him until he was so hot from the stimulus and the feel of his sexy "costume" that he erupted violently down my throat or all over my face. Bingo! I had been successful in carrying on my childhood passion into a new millennium! Here's the deal with all this. A little imagination, mixed with a lot of stimuli, appropriate props and two very motivated guys can result in carnal ecstasy! It's been especially true for me in my journey to oral bliss, as I've mentioned so often in this blog. So, if you're an oral top reading this post, why not try out wearing something that showcases your ultimate gift and driving your service provider into a frenzy? Believe you me, men, taking the time to set up a hot scene is what good productions, onstage or off, are all about. Briefs and bulges are what started me on this road to phallic enlightenment. And, as they say, the journey continues.....