Underwear Turnon
I have worn white jockey shorts my whole life. As I was growing up, all boys wore briefs. Only old men, like our fathers, wore boxers. I really cannot imagine switching from my briefs to boxers, and after what happened last week, I'm sure that will never happen! I am in my late 40's, and my wife and I are now "empty nesters." Both of our kids have graduated from college and moved from home. I have always gotten hard looking at nude guys in magazines, and the Internet has made that so easy. Guys in underpants especially get me hot. Well, last week, I was on vacation; my wife wasn't. I got up late, after my wife had gone to work, and was wearing just my jockey shorts while I got some breakfast. I happened to glance out into the back yard. I noticed that a kid was standing by our clothesline. It was Marky, the teenage son of our next door neighbor. I gather he didn't think anybody would be home, and suddenly he pulled a pair of my underpants off the line! I couldn't believe what he did next. He stuffed my shorts into the front of his pants and was obviously playing with himself with my jockeys. I hid by the drapes to watch him, and need I tell you that I was getting hard. My jockeys tented way out very fast! I don't know why I did this, but I opened the deck door a little and called to him. "Marky, can I see you for a minute?" What could the kid do? He had to come up on the deck. "Come on inside, Marky." I wish you could have seen his face when he stepped inside and saw me in my underpants. "Mr. Morton, maybe I should come back. You're not dressed," he said. "Oh, come on, Marky. You've seen guys in underwear before, and I think you like underwear. Doesn't that explain that bulge in your pants?" Marky started to turn bright red as he mumbled, "I don't know what you mean..." I walked over to him and put my hand into the front of his pants. I pulled my white jockeys up so that we both could see them. "Mr. Morton, I"m so sorry. Don't tell my Dad, please." I calmly tried to reassure him. "It's OK, Marky. I'm into underwear, too. Matter of fact, I think it's only fair that I see your underwear. Drop your pants for me... or I will have to tell your Dad. Marky, slid his pants down, and there he was in blue Hanes boxer briefs. He is on the skinny side, but that only made his bulge seem all that much bigger. Me, I was throbbing in my jockeys. I reached out and ran my fingers around the waistband of his underpants. He has very light pubic hair that was wet with sweat. I watched as his bulge grew larger. I whispered to him, "Marky, this will remain our little secret, if you do one thing for me. I want you to jerk off for me. If you don't, I'll let everyone in the neighborhood know that you stole my underwear. Off with those shorts." Marky slowly removed his underpants, and his hardon popped straight out. "Wrap my jockeys around your cock and stroke for me." He did as he was told, and I was having all I could do to keep from cumming myself. He came very rapidly into my underpants. I picked up his boxer briefs and said, "Now, it's my turn." I dropped my jockeys and wrapped his underpants around my hardon. Marky just stared. I stroked myself and played with my balls. I came about as fast as he did, and I shot right into his shorts. "OK, Marky. Put your clothes back on." He started to complain about putting his shorts on since they were wet with my cum, but I insisted. I did the same thing with the shorts he had cum on. They were wonderfully wet and warm! Marky and I agreed to keep this our secret. And I have not washed those jockeys. I love holding them to my nose when I jerk off. I don't expect to ever see Marky nude again, but the memory is enough.
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