Ken was 17 at the time, we had good times until he went off to college always with clothing or boxers.
This is hot! I always remember growing up also getting the chance to go and where my dads undies, tighty whities, hanes, and as well as old jockstraps of his. I am 30 yrs old and I live with my dad, just me and him. And when he is not here I love to wear his undies still and walk around in them, and I do jack off on his bed and shoot my load on his sheets. Ive never been caught but close and I dont think he knows I wear his undies either but its so hot to know that us guys can talk about this together.
My son went off to school and my son's friend Ken moved in with us his parents were navy also and went out of usa for a tour. So Ken now 18 and working was with us we would work out together and do father son things. He liked to put on my boxer shorts from the day before. One summer day we went fishing to a river I knew a great spot no people. He had on old cut offs and my boxers I had a pair of dickie work pants on rubber waders hip boots I am 44 very muscular and still in the navy. I smoke cigars, so there I am smoking, fishing and Ken is looking hot. He went back to my pickup to get some gear and I went with him he was bent over the tailgate and that was all it took. I pulled off my shirt and pushed him down on to the gate found a hole in his pants a riped them apart next went the seat of the boxers. I told him he was in for it now, pulled my 8 inch dick out spit in his hole and gave to him right there. I was still smoking my cigar and would bend down so my hairy pecs would rub on his back. Soon I shoot my load in his pussy.
I turned him around and pulled on his dick he shot his wad on my hairy chest. We did not catch any fish, but got to use our poles.
well i rather doing all the sneeking and smelling on someone elses undies/boxers though lol sorry guys
but this is some interesting conversation here
love this thread so hot.
Some great stories here.
I love sniffing mens undies the damper the better.
I visit a mate & he saves me his undies to sniff at, last time he told me he'd come in them 3 days before.
I know, im weired! But i just shot a load reading these stoties.
I am a 44 year old daddy in the military and love to cum in my boxers and wear them all day. In the military there is a new buck all the time, if I can get to them and they wear boxers they are mine I will fuck the shit out of them!
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This is the kind I remeber my dad wearing. Growing up it was fascinating to watch him walk around in them. There was a war going on in my mind ďdonít stare itís not rightĒ vs. ďwhite fabric, bulges, hairy body, bulges, fascinating bulgesĒ
Hello Richard K.K if you are reading this. Have a nice day! I need your underware! No skid mark! LOL.
I'll mail someone my underwear for a $1 LOL =]
The idea of Dadís underwear is deeply erotic.
Dad is a strong loving masculine presence meant to protect and comfort you.
The idea of Dadís underwear, soft fabric in contact with his private regions, surrounding his treasured family jewels and absorbing Dadís precious bodily fluids and aromas, is quite arousing. Can I please have a sniff?
dunno why, but tightie whities on a guy is a turn off for me.
I remember trying on dadís underwear. I was engrossed by them. The idea that they were in contact with his penis and balls and now were in contact with mine was deeply arousing. These underwear have a horizontal fly. I remember my cock would always slip out of the fly. Dad never had this problem because his penis was so big. I wish he had this problem because he used to walk around the house in his underwear all the time and it would have been delightful to see his cock pop out. I watched him pee once and he pulled down the underwear to do so. His cock was too big to be maneuvered through the fly. I watched him pee, warm water flowing out of the tip of daddies foreskin covered cock. Suddenly Iím very thirsty.
Sadly I never sniffed dads used undies. I tried on and sniffed his clean undies. I really really wanted to sniff his used undies but there was one problem. He was a horny bastard (I didnít inherit his giant cock unfortunately but I did inherit his insatiable libido). He and mom were always at it. As much as I wanted to sniff his used undies I was completely turned off by the idea of the possibility that they might be tainted by his activities with mom. Even when she was away I knew he had affairs so I could never be safe that his underwear was untainted by his sexual activities. And I was interested in smelling dad, not the women he was with. I stood guard and waited for an opportunity when I was certain that his undies would smell of him and him alone but sadly it never arose and soon afterwards I moved out of the house to attend college and never moved back. I met men who were more than happy that I wanted to sniff there privates. But seeing this topic brought back the memories of ogling dad as he walked around the house in his briefs. Trying on his underwear. And of course the heart pounding I experienced at seeing him naked. And in an alternative universe I wish dad lusted after me. And we got to make out. And I got to suck that scary but beautiful cock of his. And sniff his low hangers. And have him slide that cock deep inside meÖWell the next time my BF fucks me (probably sometime this weekend) I know I will be prettending it's my dad.
i wear moms underwear.....
it turns me on
My dad didn't wear underwear, except under dress pants. Then they were tighty whiteys, but being he was hot, he looked hot even i tighty whiteys. He did wear a jock though, when he played softball. I found them, and tried them on. His newer ones didn't fit, dad was much bigger and more muscular. However, in the back of the drawer were a couple of older jocks that did fit decent. I used to wear those under my clothes, to school, work, and then when I could around the house. He caught me in a jock of his once, when he came home unexpectedly during summer break. After that, he forwarded his old ones to me, after we talked about why and how and what I was doing. He wasn't pissed about me wearing his jocks, just that I didn't ask.
I love to get my nose into some still warm dad boxers. makes me hard to think about it
I have worn my dad's briefs many times often after we jerked off together, one of the best times was when he came and his and I in mine and we then we switched, very hott
I know of said it before but its hot wearing your own dads undies. I love to wear my dads undies, just knowing that your cock and balls are in the same place that your own dads cock and balls have been is hot! Sniffing the area where they have been oh hell yea!
Here's a twist to the thread:
I got my grwon-up son's briefs out of his laundry and put them on. Boy was that exciting!
I like to steal my Dads underwear if they have a lot of pee pee stains.
cigar man any more stories i would ride you all day
I used to do this too and never really thought about it again until now. I like older guys but was never attracted to my dad. But I think it was part of exploring sexuality and having access to something where dick and balls had been. Very interesting thread and love the stories. There was also a weird thrill of getting caught too now that I think of it.
like i posted before, my dad is pretty hot for his age, cute and hairy too.
got to smell them once on vacation this summer. intense and aromatic it was.
don't see him often, much less stay with him. next time, i will grab a handful out of his hamper and take a huge whiff...then bust a monster load
i will be here to report
question, i'm sure some of y'all have done this before, but i'm still curious, have any of you guys taken them, sniffed them and all, then blown your load in them then licked it up out of them?
I can't tell you how hot it is to think about it, placing your tongue where your dad's junk has been, while getting some cum
I WILL MOST CERTAINLY BE TRYING THIS NEXT TIME!!
In my teens my dad's sexuality and mine sort of collided.
My parents had been divorced for a long time and my dad didn't remarry because he didn't want to be "tied down". He was very fit - and you could say he was somewhat vain about being in shape. He did daily push ups, crunches and used dumbells. He wasn't a big muscle guy, but he had a flat belly with near 6-pack abs, a nice chest, toned shoulders and arms.
I never saw him naked, but he was often shirtless at home, so I was frequently exposed to a pretty appealing torso. He lived in the family house - his parents' home - and if he were on his own he might have been naked or in his white briefs at home more often.
I'd be lying to say I was not very aroused - especially in my early teens when I had no other sexual outlets, which would have put my dad at about 38.
I did check out his underwear, especially in the laundry basket. I's sometimes find a pube, or a bit of a yellow stain. But one day I hit the jackpot.
I tapped on my dad's bedroom door as I was opening it, not thinking there was any reason to wait to be told to come in. Everything after that happened VERY quickly, but it amounted to this: As I opened the door, I realized my dad was on his knees on the floor, back to the door. He turned quickly to block the door from opening, and tried to push it shut, as he said "wait a minute" or something like that. Before I pulled the door shut, I saw that his pants were completely loose, and were down below his hips, and there was something in front of him. It took me a few minutes to realize what was going on, but then it hit me: I'd walked in on him jerking off.
He was on his knees, with a porn mag open on the floor in front of him, with his pants open in front, jerking off.
I was crazed wanting a reason to go back in, but that wasn't going to happen. So i paced around for a while. When he emerged he went to the bathroom, ad after that sternly told me to wait before barging in next time.
Naturally I went right to the bathroom to do my own jerking off. Once there I thought he must have done something with his cum, so I checked the wastebasket which was empty. And then the laundry - where I found his briefs wadded up, but with a very wet spot: his cum.
I probably don't need to say what I did with it, or that I barely had to touch my own dick to have one of the most massive orgasms of my life.
I was very watchful for a while for more cum dumps in his underwear, but didn't find another, and never caught him masturbating again.
I'm sure this will not sound believable to some people, but it is 100% true.
Joneshere, if you ever want to talk, let me know. Your "story" sounds very similar to my own growing up.
Although nothing has ever happened between myself and my father, some of my earliest sexual thoughts were of the weekend mornings when my father would lounge around the house in an old pair of boxer shorts or sometimes briefs(he is a briefs man). He would sit backin his easy chair and watch television, spread his legs and I could watch that giant bulge in his shorts. I can remember stealing glances at him, especially when he'd adjust himself. I don't think he had any idea the stimulation it provided. I've always wondered how big he is. I myself am pretty thick, but about average length and I know I've never filled out a pair of shorts like him.
When I got a little older and enjoyed the thrills of masturbation, I once went into my parents bathroom when they weren't home and looked around for some extra tissue and saw a crumpled up bunch of used tissue in the waste basket, full of his morning load. I'll admit that I touched it.
Another time that gave me a thrill was after my parents were divorced and my father had his own place. I went there to pick something up and the phone rang, the only phone was in his bedroom so I ran to answer it, only to notice he'd left a box of tissues beside the bed and a bottle of lotion lying in the nightstand. I'm not sure why, but it was a turn on to have proof that he was jerking off.
Weird, I know, but none the less erotic to me.
Iíve been suppressing my attraction to my dad for most of my life but it was always been lurking in my thoughts. Images of him walking around the house in his munsingwear briefs are clear in my mind. The idea of his package surrounded by the delicate white fabric gives me such a stiff hardon.
The idea of his cock leaves me feeling flush. I still vividly remember the details of his cock which I was lucky enough to catch the occasional glimpse of: Tan colored, very large and uncut with the wrinkly foreskin completely covering the head and with lots of overhang. One of my favorite fantasies is to have him rub his groin into my face so that his aroma was transferred onto my face. I would sniff his meaty balls and bushy pubes, kiss his asshole and suck his penis until his foreskin juice and pre-come coated my mouth. Then I would have him slide his cock inside me and fuck me in every position possible. We would end up face to face passionately kissing while his cock massaged my insides and my insides milked his beautiful penis.
Thought we should get this thread talking again. I am 31 yrs old and proud to say that I still wear my dad's tighty whities and in fact got one on today. The best think I always love to do is when hes not home I go in his room and put them on and get on his bed. My dad has a waterbed and on the headboard he has a mirror. So I stick my cock and balls out of the front pouch and get my dads pillows behind me and sit and watch myself jack off and moan for my dad. Usually I just say stuff like oh dad, fuck me dad, i love you dad, and shoot my load on his bed sheets. Hes never said anything to me about seeing it but I have came close to being caught on his bed.
I never smelled my dad's underwear, but I would wear them. He had some mini-briefs that he never wore, so I would sneak them out of his dresser and wear them. Loved them!
If going to church makes you a Christian, then going to the garage makes you a car.
I don't really have a sexual attraction to my father, but I do want my god father to fuck me BADLY. He won't walk around in front of me in his underwear because he knows I want him (but I'm sure he's tempted). And everyone seems to be sharing their stories so I'll share mine (I posted this in the "Thongs" thread earlier:
Hmmmm, my best thong story? This sounds a little unbelievable but it's 100% true. I'm 19 and started attending Duke this June (GO DEVILS!!!) but I finished with summer school and headed back home for the summer. I have 4 brothers and sisters and the youngest took over my room so I stay right next door at my god father's house. My god father is gay and SUPER sexy (I posted a pic in in thongs thread but it got deleted) and I have wanted him since I was 15. I'm not shy at all so I made my attraction well known through not-so-subtle hints and my latest favorite is to walk around in front of him when we're in his house in almost nothing (gotta keep 'em wanting more). Thing is he just doesn't have the will power to make me stop because from the way he gets so nervous when I do tease him it's obvious that he wants me just as bad (but he of course never acted on it because I was under 18 and he thinks of me like a son or whatever), I've never come right out and said "Hey, fuck me." because that would take away all the fun, the hints are so much better. But back on-topic, last Wednesday at like 11:00 at night he was watching Law and Order, we were alone in his house so I thought I'd have some fun. I put on this red mesh thong and went to "get some water". In order for me to get into the kitchen I have to walk right in front of him and when I did (he was still in his work clothes, dress pants and button down) he got so hard that the button on his pants flew off. I stopped to talk to him, standing right in front of him, and all he could do was stammer. I asked him "Are you ok?" and his only response was getting up to run (albeit quit wobbly because of the massive hard-on in his pants) into the bathroom where I could hear him jacking off. I went back up stairs and went to sleep. I think by the time I go home (in 3 weeks), I can actually get him to fuck me.