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The Vouyer Sent to Jockey Club  /  CS-BBS


Charlie was a good looking kid.  He was your typical high  school jock.  His 
best friend was Jeff Adams.  They were  sitting on the ground in Chuck's 
driveway sweaty and hot  from having played about 2 hours of one-on-one 
basketball.    Both boys had long ago stripped off their t-shirts.  Chuck's  
cut off jeans were dark from the sweat.  They stuck to his  legs and irritated 
the hell out of his balls but there  didn't seem to be much he could do about 
that.  He had  glanced over at Jeff who wore loose fitting shorts and  wished 
he had also choosen to wear his gym shorts.  

Chuck found himself staring at Jeff's crotch.  Looking up  along his buddy's 
solid legs he spotted a flash of white.   Jeff's underwear was showing.  Chuck 
could see the doubled  over cloth sown around the leg opening and a bulging 
pouch  filled with cock and balls.   The sight made him realize all  the more 
just how much he got turned on by underwear and why  his neighbor did what he 
did.  It also made hime think back  to the one time last year when late one 
night, after  drinking too  much and spending too many hours talking about  
"getting it" he and Jeff had ended up in a two man circle  jerk.  

It had started out with the two of them just trying to  adjust their swelling 
cocks as they talked "about it".   Pretty soon both boys had become aware of 
eachother and  without any words being spoken, both had pulled out their  cocks
and jerked off.   They no sooner had shot their loads  when the "guilts" 
settled on each guy.  Neither said anymore  about it that night or since.  

Chuck thought about some of the things he had done lately  and started getting 
a hard on.  He could never talk to Jeff  about his neighbor or some of the 
great solitary jerk off  sessions he had up in his bed room.  Chuck knew that 
Jeff  would never understand why he had started getting his kicks  from 
underwear.

"Let's call it a day, OK?" , said Chuck wiping the sweat  from his face and 
chest with his t-shirt.  "I'm hot, soaked  and tired."

"Yeah, I've had enough.  I should get home to clean up and  eat.  I wanted to 
catch the early bargain movie downtown.   You interested in going?"

"Yeah.  My folks are gone for the night.  I'll meet you back  here in about an 
hour and we'll head out."

"I don't know if I'll make it that quickly 'cause I know my  mom will make me 
eat with the rest of the family."

"You could call her and tell her you're eating here.  We  could clean up and 
grab a pizza before the show. We'd have  plenty of time."

"I don't know.  I'm soaked.  I've got to shower and change."

"So you'll wear my clothes.  We're the same size."

"Sounds OK to me." said Jeff as the two boys got up and  hurried inside to make
the call.  Within minutes everything  was set with Jeff's Mom.

"Go ahead first." suggested Chuck. "Shower up and dress  while I take the 
garbage out."

Jeff went up to Chuck's room and quickly stripped of his  sweaty clothes. He 
tossed them on the floor and headed to  the shower.  Chuck walked in as Jeff's 
bare ass disappeared  into the bathroom.  He moved over to the pile of clothing
and spotted the white underwear laying on the top of the  pile.  He picked them
up and examined them.  They were hot  and sweaty from Jeff and there were a few
dark pubic hairs  trapped in the cloth near the fly.  Chuck could tell that  
they were Fruit of the Loom and when he looked at the label  he could just make
out a 28-30 size.  

He stripped out of his own clothes.  He was glad Jeff was in  the shower 
because Chuck had on his "fancy" underwear.  He  never wore it to school 
because he didn't like changing in  the locker room when he had these colored 
Calvins on.  He  slipped out of everything and waited naked.

Jeff came out with just a towel wrapped around his  shoulders.  His heavy cock 
hanging softly and moving as he  walked.  His light brown hair had formed a 
dark forest at  the base of the tool.

"That feels good!  Getting as shower is one of the great  feelings!"

"Yeah, its my turn now.  Hunt around and you'll find  something to wear." said 
Chuck as he moved intot the  bathroom for his shot at the shower.

Jeff opened the second draw from the bottom of Chuck's  dresser and found the 
underwear drawer.  It seemed like an  unwritten rule that all guys used that 
for underwear.  There  was an assortment to choose from and Jeff seemed to 
enjoy  his mini shopping trip.  Chuck's drawer had lots of both  plain white 
briefs and the fancy colored kind.  He spotted  the Jockey name on some of the 
neatly folded waistbands as  well as Calvin Klein and Perry Ellis. 

Jeff never realized how many brands of men's underwear  actually had names on 
them.  There were some with neat  lettering saying John Henry and others that 
advertised Brut.   One even said "Hang Ten"  Jeff started to smile and thought 
how there should be "Hang Eight" or "Hang Six" and everyone  could wear just 
the "right size" underwear.

There were white underwear with stripes on the waistband and  some with just 
plain white elastic.  Some of the colored  ones had no elastic at all.   Tucked
off in one corner were  a few jock straps.  

He could hear the shower turn off and figured that Chuck  would be out in a 
moment.  Without taking too much more time  Jeff chose a pair of plain white 
Calvin Klein to put on.   They felt great as he pulled them up and adjusted his
balls  and cock.  They fit just right.  There wasn't any of that  loose cheep 
feel his own underwear always had.  The cloth  pulled tightly over the curve of
his rear end and sat lower  on his waist.  He couldn't explain it but he felt a
little  excited standing there in Chuck's underwear, especially  these 
Calvin's.  He felt like the model in the Calvin Klein  magazine ad that lay on 
the bright desert background wearing  only his briefs.

He grabbed a pair of 501 jeans out of Chuck's closet and  pulled them on just 
as Chuck came out of the bathroom.

"You're right.  A shower feels great."

"Yea!" Jeff answered, feeling a little embarassed about his  thoughts.  He 
wondered what underwear Chuck himself would  choose.

"I grabbed these 501's Chuck.  I hope you don't mind."

"No. Go ahead.  Any of the shirts is OK too."  Chuck had  toweled off and was 
standing at his own dresser. "Whose  underwear do you have on?"

"What?  I mean...yours of course."

"I know that but whose brand?"

"Just plain ones.  Not your fancy kind."

"Yeah but what brand?"

"Calvin's."

"They're great.  You'll like them."  Turning back to the  drawer Chuck picked 
out a pair for himself.  "I think I'll  wear Old John Henry tonight."  as he 
shook out a pair of  white, fly front, lo-rise shorts.  "Or maybe these Calvins
just like the ones you have on."  he said as he put the  first briefs back in 
the drawer and took out a second pair.

"I never knew there were so many brands." said Jeff.

"Neither did I." Chuck answered as he stepped into his  briefs.

"How come you have so many?"

"It's a long story and I don't know if you'd believe me.   Besides, I might get
embarassed."  Chuck had reached in and  was adjusting his balls and cock off to
the left of the  white cotton pouch.

"What do you mean?"

"Well you remember that night you and I got drunk and 
...well...jerked off?"  Chuck continued as he walked to the  closet showing 
Jeff his bubble butt.

Chuck's last comment made Jeff start to blush.

"Yeah...well..we were drunk."

"I know but that doesn't mean I don't jerk off.  Everyone  does.  Right?"

"No.  I mean I guess they do."

"Don't hand me any of this THEY stuff.  I know you must."   Chuck  teased as he
pulled on his 501's and began buttoning  the fly.

"Yeah well...That still doesn't tell me anything about all  the different 
underwear you have."

"Look.  If you promise not to laugh or tell anyone I'll tell  you all about 
it."

"You're on."

"Well..when I jerk off, I usually lay on my bed.  When I  come I usually shoot 
into a towel or some underwear so I  don't make a mess."  

Jeff was a little embarassed listening to his best friend  make this 
confession.  He also wanted to hear more and  figured he would make Chuck more 
comfortable if he told some  of his secrets too.  "I usually do it in the 
shower.   Sometimes my Mom yells because I'm in there so long."

"Wait now.  This gets better.  See if you sit on my bed you  can look out my 
window.  I never thought about it because  I'm on the second floor and there's 
nothing over there  except my neighbor's attic.  One night I'm laying here  
stroking away and realized that my neighbor was over there watching.  I got 
real paranoid and turned of all my light."

"No shit.  What happened?"

"I closed up the blinds and went to sleep without finishing  myself off. All I 
could think about is that this guy was  probably watching forever."

"Jeese.  I almost got caught once but that was only my  folks."

"Well the next day I'm coming home and there he is working  on his front lawn. 
He smiled and said ' Don't be upset.  If  you look behind my garage I'll leave 
you something to fill  up.'"

"That's all?"

"Yeah that's all.  That night I go behind his garage and  there's this little 
paper bag.  I open it up and there are a  pair of Jockey underwear. You know, 
plain white Jockey with  the fly that's different.  There size 28 which is my 
size  and there is a note that says 'Try these tonight and let me  know if you 
like them' .  There's also a five dollar bill."

"What did you do?"

"What do you think?  I went upstairs and without turning any  lights on I strip
down and put on these Jockeys.  There  already washed and all so they fit 
tight.  They were real  comfortable.  I figured 'what the hell' and went over 
to my  bed.  I turned on just the little lamp and started rubbing  myself.  I 
got a rod up with the underwear on yet and before  I knew it I was shooting my 
load all into them. I never got  to take them off.  I just came with them on 
and it all got  soaked up into them."

"Was he there watching?"

"I guess so.  Anyway, I put just the underwear back in the bag and the next 
moring on my way out I leave them behind  his garage right where I found them. 
I checked later and  they're gone, so I figured he took them."

"You're kidding!"

"No.  I wouldn't fool about this.  Anyway...I start checking  every so often. 
A few days later there's a bag behind the  garage again.  I take it in and 
there's more underwear in  it.  This time there's a note that says ' Try 
sleeping in  these tonight.  They're just right for a hot summer night'.   I 
pull them out of the bag and check 'em out.  They're white  and have a fly and 
all just like my regular ones but they're  cut lower and a little tighter."

"Yeah."

"Well I do what the note says.  I strip down that night and  wear just these 
briefs.   Anyway I go ahead and lay down on  the bed with just the little light
on and before I know it  I'm getting a hard on just thinking that the neighbor 
is  watching me.  I try to make believe that I was asleep but I  end up with 
this big boner sticking out the top of the  underwear. I couldn't help it.  I 
just had to take care of  myself.  I pushed the underwear down just a little 
and  started jerking off.  I shot all over me and the bed and all  but I took 
off the shorts and cleaned up with them.  The  next morning I left them behind 
the garage and they were  gone in an hour."

"Is that guy watching right now?" Jef asked.

"No he gets home about 6."

"Was he watching the night we...you know?"

"I don't know.  Maybe."

"Jeese."

"This whole thing keeps going on.  One day there is a pair  of plain white 
hanes and a pair of colored Hanes in the bag.   The guy put a five dollar bill 
in with them and a note that  says,'why not wear the ones you like and some 
nice loose gym  shorts.  Come on over and talk'"

"You didn't go over did you?"

"I sure did.  I went upstairs and tried on both kinds.  They  were tight 
fitting but the colored Hanes made me feel faggy  so I put ont he white ones 
and some gym shorts and went  over.  The whole time the guy is talking he kept 
watching my  crotch.  I sat on the ground infront of him and sort of let  him 
get a good view up my leg and ...well..."

"Yeah." prompted Jeff.  He realized he was getting turned on  by Chuck talking.
His cock had started to fill with warmth  and excitement.  

"Nothing really happened.  We just talked.  At one point he  asked me to stand 
up and when I was standing he came over  and started to reach for the waistband
of the gym shorts. I  figured 'this is it' but all he did was pull them down  
enough so that the waistband on the underwear showed.  He  kept telling me how 
sharp I looked.  After a while I had  such a fuckin' hard on I had to leave or 
sit there and shoot  my load."

"So!"

"So, I left.  I went home and jerked off.  I went up to my  room and turned the
light on and laid there and jerked off."

"I can't believe it."

"I told you you wouldn't.  Anyway.  One Saturday he even  takes me shopping. We
went to about five different stores in  the mall and the only thing we bvought 
was underwear for me.   He acted like he was my Dad and we would go in and go 
to the  men's department and shop for briefs.  In the one store we  asked the 
clerk all sorts of questions about the fancy  colored briefs and ended up 
buying the ones that the clerk  said he wore. They are comfortable."

Jeff was trying to move enough to hide his growing cock.

"Later that night."  Chuck continued, I went up to my room  and tried all the 
different kinds of underwear on.  I stood  by my mirror and opened each 
package.  I took out a pair and  put them on and smoothed them out and modeled 
them knowing  the whole time that he was over there watching."

Both Jeff and Chuck were now at the point where neither  could hide their 
cocks.  

"Looks like we're sort of in the same situation as that  night we drank too 
much."

"I think so."  Jeff answered. "What time is it?"

"About 6:00."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah.  He'll be home any minute now."

"Jeese."

"You want to do it?"

"Do what?"

"Don't bull shit me.  Let's both give him a show tonight."

"What should I do?"

"Just do what feels good. I'll sort of show you."

"Sounds real good to me. "agreed Jeff.  

"Just do what I say.  Let's get over by my window.  I'm  going to sit in that 
chair and help you get started.  It's  just about time."

Chuck sat in his desk chair with just his Levis and  underpants on.  He looked 
toward his buddy Jeff who stood  there in the same clothing almost like his 
twin.

"Just stand there and start rubbing hour hand over the fly  of your jeans.  Get
that cock of yours hard. If it bothers  you to have me here you can close your 
eyes.  I'm going to  do the same thing anyway. "  

Jeff's long thin fingers curved over the bulge in his  crotch.  They adjusted 
and pressed.  Chuck did the same  sitting and watching.  Both boys knew the 
neighbor was  there.  They could feel it.

"That's good Jeff.  Now just unbutton the fly real slow."   Chuck watched as 
Jeff followed his commands. He saw the  bright white of the underwear show 
above the dark blue  denim.  He couldn't explain it. He knew it would be his 
own  Calvin's right from his own dresser that were showing but  when the gray 
letters were exposed on the elastic, his owck get even harder.

Jeff had the fly on the jeans unbuttoned all the way.  The  underwear stretched
where his cock pressed into the soft  white cotton.  His one hand cupped his 
balls that filled the  pouch and his other hand rubbed up and down the swollen 
tube  that pointed up toward his left.  Chuck sat watching. He had  a solid 
bulge of a hard on but he hadn't started to strip.  

"That's it Jeff.  Now take your Levis off.  Let's see you  just in underpants. 
Do it man."  urged Chuck.

Jeff stepped out of the jeans and stood upright facing his  friend and the 
window to the neighbor's house.  His adult  sized feet anchored him to the 
floor.  Solid young boy's  legs stretched up to the bright white of the 
underwear.  A  little fine soft hair covered the muscled calves and thighs. His
head was tilted back and he closed his eyes.  His chest  rose in deep breaths 
as he continued to feel his erect cock  that was still hidden behind the soft 
cotton. There was just  a hint of downy boy hair between the nipples on his 
muscled  upper body.  His stomach was flat and his waist was so  solid.  The 
elastic waistband on the Calvin's stretched  firmly across the sun tanned 
flesh.  The swollen cock had  pulled the elastic down into a gentle "U" shape 
before the  cloth pushed into a tent of excitement.  

"Oh that's great Jeff.  Feel that cock and hold those balls  of yours."  Chuck 
directed.   "Run those fingers up and  down.  Reach through the fly man."

Jeff could do nothing but obey.  His right hand reached  through the fly of the
briefs and his left hand slipped  under the elastic at the leg openning. He 
tried to push his  erect cock through the fly and couldn't.  Pausing for a  
moment he changed tactics and pulled the briefs off to one  side of his cock 
and balls letting them go free.  The leg  openning stretched beyond capacity 
and pulled the cloth  tightly up his young ass crack.  

"No man.  Not that way."  Chuck leaned forward and roughly  grabbed the 
waistband of the stretched briefs.  He pulled  out and down forcing the cloth 
to free his friend's cock.   He released it only after getting it part way down
Jeff's  thighs.  They snapped back just below Jeff's balls.  The  cloth pushed 
up forcing his balls tightly up against the  bottom of his cock.

Chuck started to unbutton the fly on his own jeans.  He  slipped them down his 
legs and commanded Jeff, "Give me a  hand with these." as he sat, lifting his 
legs towards his  buddy.

Jeff grabbed the jeans that were already part way down  Chuck's legs and 
stripped them off.  Chuck reached with his  curled toes and pressed against 
Jeff's belly.  He moved down  feeling his friends pubic hair and solid cock. 
His toes  stopped near the partially lowered underpants and grabbed.   He 
pulled, forcing Jeff to move closer.

"Come on and help me get these off."  Chuck ordered as he  rubbed his hands 
lightly over his own Calvins.  He pulled  Jeff toward him still using his toes.
When Jeff was within  arms length Chuck let his foot move down between Jeff's 
own  legs and feet.  Jeff stradled Chuck.  His cock pointed at  his buddy's 
face.  He lowered himself until his balls rested  on Chucks ankles with only 
his partially stripped off  underwear between them. Chuck's toes curled back 
between his  buns and held him close.  He leaned forward and reached for  
Chuck's briefs and forced his own erect cock against Chuck's  shins.   He felt 
like a puppy dog, humping his master's leg  in sexual frustration.

"That feels good Jeff.  I can feel your cock laying just  right.  Now let's get
my underwear off."

Jeff started to reach for Chuck's briefs when he was ordered  to stop.

"Not that way.  Use your teeth."

Jeff was still astride Chuck's legs.  His hardon between  Chuck's shins and his
arms wrapped around Chuck's thighs.   His face rested on Chuck's lap, the soft 
cotton of Chuck's  briefs  warm against his cheek.  He raised his head to  
follow Chuck's order and slowly rubbed his erect cock  against Chuck's legs. 
His nose filled with the musky odor  of Chuck's cock and balls, still hidden 
behind the fly of  the underpants.  The letters on the waistband were so close,
his eyes couln't focus on them.  He buried his face into the  warmth of Chuck 
and gripped the waistband with his teeth.   The soft downy hair on Chuck's 
belly almost tickled his  nose.

