GEAR BOYS 
by Briefer

   Steve hurried home from school.  It was Friday and his parents were gone
for the weekend, and he had the house to himself.  He went up to his room and
stripped to his cotton briefs.  Then he slipped on another pair of jeans.
They were faded and worn thin, so supple they molded themselves to every
bulge in Steve's body, including his cock and balls.  They even molded
themselves to his cockhead, which lay across his groin.  He liked to pile his
meat up front and wore his underpants two sizes too small for support.
   Opened a lockbox hidden in his closet and pulled out a pile of magazines.  
Then he lit up a joint and took a few tokes.  When he was high, he opened a
magazine.  It was gay jackoff porn.  The first page showed to cute college
guys in their underpants.  Their hands were fondling their jockey pouches.
And the area around their erect penises was soaked.  They had obviously
just ejaculated into their briefs.
   The next picture was even hotter; it showed a guy shooting his load into
another guy's mouth.  The cumeater had turned so Steve could see that sperm
was gushing out of the guy's skintight briefs.  Steve took a hit of popper
and turned the page.  "Nnnnngh . . ." Steve moaned as he masturbated himself
through his sex jeans.  The page was a series.  First a young looking guy
shot his load into another guy's mouth.  Then the cumeater shot his load
into the other guy's mouth.  Then both guys sixty-nined through each other's
briefs, slobbering the loads from their mouths onto each other's shorts.  The
last picture showed the two guys standing together smiling at the camera,
their tight white Fruit of the Looms soaked with each other's spunk
pulled up over each other's bluejeans.  "Hot," murmured Steve as he felt the
material of his denim jeans.  He turned on to briefs and Levis, as well as
the boys wearing them.
   So, Steve was not only queer for other boys, he also had a very strong
fetish for briefs and jeans.  He was sure his grades his grades were affected.  
Steve was constantly distracted.  He could not take his eyes off of or forget 
another boy he had seen in school who happened to be wearing tight jeans or 
sporting a big bulge. or who wore snug or tight white briefs in the locker 
room.
   "May I join in?"  Steve turned around to see his best friend Tommy
standing behind him, rubbing his own sizable bulge.  "Can't believe it, Buddy,
we're into the same things."
   Steve was hesitant.  "What things?"
   "Well the porn was about guys in briefs and you had on a pair of jeans
just like the ones I have on now.
   Tommy's jeans were dark and a little baggy, not skintight and faded.
Tommy saw Steve's look of skepticism.
   "Wait," Tommy said.  He stood in front of Steve and pulled down his
zipper and opened his pants to reveal a second pair of jeans.  As he lowered
the outer pair he said, "Sometimes I wear two pair like this.  It's a blast
to have something normal outside and something really radical underneath.
"Actually, Steve, the reason I do it is because I turn on to jeans.  And to
boy's briefs.  When I wear them like this, I can shoot in them two or three
times in a day, they're such a turnon.  So, Steve I'm queer for boys and
queer for underpants and queer for denim.  I think you are too.  Otherwise
your cock wouldn't be about to explode in those sex jeans and you wouldn't be
jacking off to boys having underwear sex.
   "Here," said Steve, offering Tommy his joint.  Tommy to a couple of deep
tokes.  "OK, you're right.  It's so weird."
   "It's weirder that there are two of us.  And we happen to be best
friends.
   Steve stood up and stood right in front of Tommy.  "Hey, Buddy, if we
weren't queer, we would be best friends.  But since we are, what are we?"
   "Well, Steve, I've loved you ever since I've known you.  When we were in
eighth grade together I got a hardon every time I saw you.  Since then, I've
jacked off after seeing you in those fuckin' indecent jeans you wear to school.
Then I'm always having wet dreams about you and me.
   "It's about the same with me, Tommy.  Guess what?  The parents are gone
for the weekend.  We have the place to ourselves."  Both boys were still
stroking their jeansfronts.
   "Steve/"
   "Yes, Tommy"
   "I love you.  Now that I know we have the same kinks, I want to stay with
you forever.  My cock is leaking into my underpants, thinking about how much
I love you."
   "Tommy, I've loved you too for a long time.  I can't believe it's turned
out this way.  I want to have sex with you from now on.  I want to jack you
off in school, I want to feel you off on the bus.  I want to be with you all
the time!" Steve was stroking his bulge excitedly.  He went into his closet
and came out pulling up a pair of larger Levis over his tight sexjeans.
"Pull your outer ones up.  Let's start even."
   "Tommy, we're not gonna leave this  house all weekend and we aren't gonna
stop playing with each other."  The two boys looked at each other.  Tommy
was a slim Irish lad with black hair and blue eyes and a trim physique.  He
had a freckled face and a turned up nose.  He was very handsome and Steve
would have wanted him even with out the jeans and briefs.  Steve, was a
well-built teenager.  He had flaxen hair and a peaches and cream complexion.
He was also one of the best looking boys in senior high.
   Steve stepped up to Tommy and looked him in the eye.  Then he stuck his
hand inside Tommy's jeans and started feeling his genitals through his tight
inner pair.
   Tommy sighed.  "Ohhhhh, Steve, wearing two Levis is the greatest.  I feel
the inner pair against my thighs and my underpants rub my cock and balls
against the denim.  So I'm jacking myself off as I walk.  I cum at school
all the time.  In the hallways, at the cafeteria, outside.
   Steve could feel what Tommy was talking about.  His inner jeans were
feeling him off.  He was really turned on.
   While Steve groped Tommy's inner bulge Tommy reached into Steve's outer
jeans and his hand began feeling all over Steve's crotch.  The pace picked
up.  Steve gave Tommy a hit of amyl as they stroked.  Their faces flushed
and their cocks swelled.  The feeling of the bulges in their hands were
intense.  Steve broke the reverie.  "I have some jeans that need breaking
in.  You wanna?
   "Yeaaaah!" exclaimed Tommy eagerly.
   With both boys' hands still inside their jeans, Steve led Tommy into the
master bath.  There was a huge shower stall.  Steve disappeared for a moment
and soon returned with a camcorder and tripod.  "Do you mind?"  he asked.
   "Are you kidding?  I want to take videos of you and me having hot sex so
we can jack off to it later on."
   "Yeah, I've taken a few of me.  You wanna see them?"
   "Sure," said Tommy.
   Both boys changed to the new Levis, still leaving the sexjeans
underneath.
   Steve turned on the shower and slowly their jeans and white T-shirts
became soaked.  Steve gave Tommy a bar of soap and himself one.  "Now, what
you do is rub your bulge real good with the soap.  Then we grind our
crotches together.  The abrasion fades the denim.  It's very subtle, but it
makes your bulge stand out.
   By this time Tommy's erection was showing through both layers of denim.
   They stood in front of each other lathering their crotches feeling
themselves off.  Steve took a hit of popper and gave Tommy one.  Faces
flushing, the boys quickened their strokes.  Then at the same time they began
jacking the other 's jeansfront with the soap.
   suddenly, with a moan, the two hot teenagers slammed against each other
and began to furiously rub crotches.  As they rubbed, Tommy drew his head
back and moaned, "S-steve, I can feel your dick against my dick!"  As they
ground crotches, they stuck their hand inside their outer jeans again and
felt their cocks and balls.  This drove them both wild and they were making
a lot of noise.
   Steve turned both boys to the camera, which he had placed outside the
shower door.
   "Tommy, tell the camera what we're doing and how you feel."
   Tommy moaned, then said, "Mmmph, well, right now I getting turned on by
looking at wet denim and by feeling your cock and balls off and thinking
about all the sex I want to have with you.  Yeeeeeeah!"  Tommy was almost
beside himself with lust.
   Steve spoke breathlessly as the two boys worked on each other.  "Yeah,
we're in the shower getting soaked and turned on to each other.
   Steve suddenly turned off the shower and led Tommy out to the patio and a
large jacuzzi.  Again, he brought the camera.
   He and Tommy removed each other's outer jeans and stepped into the
jacuzzi.  Tommy could feel the bubbles tickling his balls and the tight
denim against his thighs.  He looked down and saw a huge bulge in his tight
sex jeans.  He couldn't explain it, but he loved wearing jeans and loved
jacking off in his tight cotton briefs.
   Steve sat down beside him.  He moved his hand and started feeling Tommy
all over.  His hand glided over Tommy's jeans and felt his nipples through
his filmy T-shirt.  "Feel my cock," Steve told Tommy.
   Tommy felt Steve's jeans and had no trouble finding Steve's rock hard
jerking cock, trying to pock a hole through the thin denim.
   "Steve, let's really do some intense things.  I'm into some pretty crazy
stuff.  I don't know if you're ready."
   "Well, I'm into some pretty weird stuff too!"  Steve exclaimed. "Now,
let's stand up and tell the camera what kind of sex we like.  I want to get
off on listening to you tell me what kind of sex we're gonna have."
   Both boys rose out of the jacuzzi, their hands holding their Levi bulges.
   Tommy spoke first.  "I want to jack Steve off in front of the camera.  I
want to see him shoot his load while I jack off.  Let's see, then I want to
pull Steve's cock through his jeans and jack it off into my mouth and drink
his cum, while the camera catches me shooting a huge load in my underpants.
Then, um, I want to stick my tongue through a whole in Steve's tight white
briefs and rim his fuck hole till he screams with pleasure and dives onto my
cock and jacks it off with his mouth till I explode though my briefs and into
his mouth while I jack him off and tongue fuck him so that he shoots at the
same time he tastes my load.  What about you, Steve?"
   "Hearing you, Tommy, makes my cock jerk in my underpants.  I want us to
do a rimming sixty nine through holes in our sexbriefs, which we cum in.
Then I want to take those cum-soaked briefs and put them on over a pair of
tight bluejeans and walk around like that and stick our hands inside the
briefs whenever we want.  Then I want to stick a big dildo up my butt and
put on tight briefs and jeans over them and hump each other while our tight
jeans drive the dildoes up our butts and make us shoot in our briefs again."
   "Hey, Steve, I have a lot more ideas, but why don't I just do them as they
come up.  I want them to be on camera, so I'll be sure its set up.  By the way,
I want to look through your porno collection."  Then Tommy faced the camera
and began squeezing his bulge. "Because I love to watch porn.  I want to make
it too."
    "And I want to eat your crotch while you read it.  I also want to jack
off in front of the camera while I look at it and maybe feel you off or
something."
   Steve led Tommy into the house.  They removed each other's wet clothes.
Steve again reached into his dresser and pulled out two jocks with full
seat.  They were called briefjocks.  They slipped them on and stared at
each other.  The jocks emphasized their genitals blatantly and the material
was also very sensuous.  Steve went over and squeezed Tommy's pouch.  "Let's
shoot our first load in front of the camera into these jocks.
   They were again in front of the camera.  Steve took a hit of popper and
passed it to Tommy.  As he heated up and became excited from the rush he
said to the camera, "We are going to ejaculate in the se briefjocks.  I want
to cum so bad, my cock is already leaking into my jockpouch."  Steve
squeezed his jockpouch and continued to squeeze as he spoke. "I want to show
how much Tommy turns me on.  I'm going to shoot in my jockpouch without
touching it.  Tommy, I want you to jack off in your jock in front of the
camera."
   "Steve, I want a dildo, do you have one?"  Steve brought Tommy an eight
inch dildo-buttplug, shaped like a hard penis, but flanged so it could be
worn underneath his briefjock.
   "And I want to fuck myself with this thing in front of the camera. Give me
a hit."
   Tommy face the camera and spread his legs, pulling the seat of the jock
to one side.  As the dildo disappeared up Tommy's butt, he talked dirty:
"Oh, fuck me, let me eat your buttjuice, I want to drink cum, I want to eat
underpants, I want to feel off your sexjeans in front of a lot of other
queers and make them start feeling each other off . . ."  The dildo had
disappeared and Tommy was standing in front of the camera, jacking himself
off and pumping his hips to fuck himself with the dildo.
   He took a hit of popper.  "Oh, Steve, I gotta each your jock."  Tommy fell
to his knees and sucked Steve's jockpouch into his mouth.  Steve groaned as he
saw his sexmate's cock throb and jump in his jock.
   It didn't take Tommy long to shoot his load. "Look Steve, look at me cum
in this hot jock.  I want to wear this under some Levis one day.   They make
me shoot my lad.  See?"  Tommy had been standing in front of the camera,
masturbating his jockpouch.  Now he removed his hand and reached over and
fondled Steve's pouch.  Suddenly, Tommy's legs buckled and he groaned.  A
thick, white stream gushed through the jock material and ran down the pouch,
then another and another.  Tommy's jockpouch was awash with jism and the
camera was catching every spurt, as it was Tommy's facial expression.
   Then Steve fell to his knees and got between Tommy's legs, facing the same
direction.  So the camera caught Tommy facing it with a soaking and
dribbling jock and Steve between Tommy's legs, eating Tommy's pouch with his
nose in Tommy's ass crack.  Suddenly Tommy felt a sensation that made his
cock visible twitch.  Steve was ramming his tongue up Tommy's butt.  At the
same time his hands were feeling Tommy's cock and balls under the pouch.
      Suddenly, Steve's tongue pushed even deeper up Tommy's hole.  Tommy
screamed with rapture.  He looked down and saw Steve's jockpouch swell and
waves of sperm wash over it.  Steve was right:  he was shooting his load
without touching himself.  Tommy figured that anyone who can cum without
touching their cock is pretty sexed off.   Tommy knew he could come without
touching himself, and in fact wanted Steve to see him do it.  But that would
be later.
   "What do we do with these jocks, Dude?" Steve asked Tommy.
   "Let's suck em, them put em on under some Levis and let them soak into
the denim so they'll smell cummy."
   Steve and Tommy removed their briefjocks and stuffed the slimy pouches
into each other's mouths.  Then they put them back on and slipped on another
pair of Levis.
   "Just how many pairs of Levis do you have, Steve?"  Said Tommy, who
couldn't stop rubbing or groping between the legs.
   "I think about a dozen not counting the special ones.  And that's two.
How many do you have?"
   "Oh, I'd say about the same.  Say, why don't I bring all of mine over
here and put them in a pile with yours and kinda play in the pile.  And dump
all our briefs and jocks in the pile too.  The thought of wallowing in a big
pile of Levis and underpants and jockstraps made Tommy and Steve's cocks
grow.  They both noticed this and grabbed at their bulges and massaged.
   They watched TV for awhile, absently stroking their crotches.  Then Tommy
pulled Steve over and began kissing him deeply.  They kept up the wild sex
all weekend, and when Sunday night rolled around they were still very horny.
   In school on Monday, neither boy could concentrate.  Tommy's jeans were
spotted with cum spots from thinking of Steve and Steve even shot a load in
the middle of class thinking about the taste of his lover's underpants.
   They decided to cut class after lunch.  They went into town and somehow
were let into a male porn movie arcade.  As they walked past the maze of
cubicles, they noticed this kid hanging out next to an open door.  The
second time the passed, Tommy felt a hand squeeze his bulge and Steve felt a
hand on the tightly stretched material of his Levis.  They found a brighter
spot next to the bathroom.  The kid followed.  He looked about fifteen.  He
stood a few feet away staring between the boys' legs.
   "What do you think?"  Steve asked Tommy.
   "I think he's hot.  You think we should?"
   "Did you see how he grinds his butt against the wall?  Think he's wearing
something?  Let's find out."
   Steve walked over to the kid and without a word began to grope the bulge
in his tight jeans.  As he stroked, he spoke: "Wanna go with us?"   Steve
felt the kid's cock jump in his jeans.  "Yeah, man. sure!"
   Out in the light, Tommy suddenly recognized the kid.  Say, that's Jeff
Harness.  He goes to our school.  You know what they say about him?  He likes
to bury himself in the used jock hamper in the locker room.
   They drove to a cheap motel.  Once inside, Steve said to Jeff.  "Well,
don't be shy, what do you want to do?  He began jacking Jeff off through the
kid's jeans.  Tommy walked over and as Steve felt him off, Jeff stuck his
hand inside Tommy's Levis and began massaging the cummy briefjock from last
weekend at Steve's.  Tommy had not washed it, preferring to wear it to add
his cock's aroma to Steve's.
   "I want that," said Jeff excitedly.  Steve could feel Jeff's cock react
to the feel of Tommy's jockpouch.
   As Jeff's hand felt and fondled Tommy's jock, Tommy said casually, "Say,
I hear that you like to play in the jockstrap bin in the locker room."  Jeff
blushed.
   "don't worry, we'd love to do the same thing.  Tommy and I are queer.
Are you?
   "Yeah," replied Jeff.
   And we like to eat guy's briefs and cum in our Levis.  Do you like to eat
guy's jockstraps?" Steve was now jacking Jeff off.
   "Uh, huh.  And guy's briefs are a turnon too.  What are you wearing?"
With his free hand, Jeff reached into Steve's jeans and felt the tight
cotton hip briefs Steve preferred.  They felt soft, yet tight with Steve's
slowly swelling cock underneath.
   "So we're all jockeyboys!"  Tommy said gleefully. "Steve and I only found
out about each other last week.  Do you know any other guys who a gay and
like what we do?
   "Sure!" Jeff said with assurance.  There's a place in the locker room cage 
where you can look into the locker room without being seen.  There are two 
guys I see a lot who are into eating each other's jockstraps."
   "Who, who!"
   "Dick Riley and Tod Felton."
   "What?"  Tommy gasped.  "I thought those guys were straight as arrows."
   "Are you kidding?  Both those guys come in alone sometime to jack off
while they're sniffing guy's jocks or briefs.  I once saw Tod actually
come in his own underpants without touching his Dick just from smelling
somebody's underpants.  And Dick.  Well, dick comes in alone sometime and
puts a jockstrap over his face and sniffs it while he jacks off in his
underpants.  One time, he put the jockstrap over his underpants, shot a huge
load chewing on another jock, then took the jock off and sucked the jism
from it and came in his briefs a second time.  I tell you they're both
pretty queer if you ask me?"
   Tommy and Steve looked at each other.  They would work on Dick and Tod.
Meanwhile, they had just recruited Jeff.
   "Listen, if there are more gear queers out there - you know, guys into
jocks, briefs, whatever, then we should find them and have a party.  Dick
and Tod are two sharp studs.  And with you that makes five of us.  We could
have a nice little party some time.
   Jeff, went over to the bed and took off his jeans.  He was wearing a bike
jock.  He lay on the bed on his back.  Steve went over, dropped his jeans
and straddled Jeff's head.  The fifteen year old, moaned, and Steve could
see the boy's jockpouch give a jerk.  HE lowered himself so that his
ballpouch landed in Jeff's mouth while his nose was buried up Steve's ass.
Tommy walked over and went to work on Jeff's jockpouch with his mouth.
He kept his tight Levis on and jacked off his jeans as he ate Jeff's
jockpouch.
   Steve could feel Jeff's lips wrap around his ballpouch and Jeff's tongue
run across the fabric of the pouch.  Then Jeff was sucking on the pouch, then
he was moving his head up and licking Steve's anus.  It seemed Jeff liked
jocks as much as Tommy and Steve liked jeans and briefs.
   Steve felt Jeff's tongue pushing up his fuckhole.  His cock jerked in his
underpants and Steve wanted to put his own mouth on a dick or a butthole or
a jockey bulge.  He pulled Tommy's lower half up and was able to put his
mouth on the boy's jam-packed crotch. The more Jeff tongue fucked Steve's
ass, the harder Steve pushed his face into Tommy's crotch.
   Suddenly Jeff gave out a stifled cry and Steve could here slurping
sounds from Tommy's mouth working on Jeff's jockstrap.
   Then he felt the denim against his mouth grow wet with sperm.  Tommy was
cumming in his jeans again.  Then he felt a mouth sucking on his cock,
getting it close to cumming.  It was Jeff.
   Even though his jock was soaked from a big load, his cock was still stiff
and jerking and Jeff was still moaning as he deep throated Steve's cock.
Tommy was on his side exposing his sperm-soaked Levis, watching in amazement
as Jeff jacked himself close to another orgasm as he ate Steve's meat.
   Steve felt his cock suddenly swell and he began emptying his load into
Jeff's mouth.  And sure enough, the moment Steve's sperm met Jeff's tongue,
the boy exploded a second time.
   Amazing, Steve thought.
   As if reading his mind, Jeff said, "Well, since you guys are gay too, I
guess I can tell you, I'm constantly horny.  I can come more than this in
succession.  I'm very sexed.  I can't stay away from the locker room and
can't stop thinking about the smell and taste and feel of guy's jockstraps
and briefs.  I really am wild about sex."
   "Well, so are we!" Tommy said.
   Steve added, "Maybe there are a lot of jock or brief or jeans eaters
around that are just too ashamed to do anything about it.
   Tommy and Steve dropped Jeff off at his house.  They promised to have him
over next time Steve's parents were away.
   Tommy and Steve agreed to get Dick and Tod over to the house one
afternoon to feel them out, so to speak.
   Finally, they got the two over there.  The two good-looking guys were
dressed in skin tight Levis and they sported huge baskets.  Tommy and Steve
looked at each other and wondered.
   There plan was to leave some jockstraps and briefs lying around casually
and leave for awhile, then come back to watch from a hiding place.  The hiding
place was behind a hole in the attic that allowed them to see straight down over
Steve's bed.
   Steve looked through the hole.  At first nothing was happening.  Then Dick
picked up a jockstrap and sniffed it.  The Tod started fondling some
underpants.  Soon, dick was on the bed, a jockstrap over his face, his hand
jacking himself off through his skintight jeans.  Tod came over and Steve
was amazed as Tod knelt beside the bed and started mouthing Dicks denim
bulge.  Then he lay on the bed in a sixty-nine position, eating his friend's
jeans-covered genitals while Dick had pushed down Tod's jeans and was eating
his friend's underpants.
   Steve couldn't believe the brazenness of these two boys. Weren't they
afraid of being caught?  Well perhaps not.  Tommy and Steve hurried
downstairs and burst into the bedroom.  Dick and Tod were still slurping
away at each other on the bed.  They immediately rolled off the bed, their
faces crimson.
   Tommy and Steve walked over to Dick and Tod.  They pushed the boys back
on the bed.  Then Steve lowered his jeans, exposing his jism soaked briefjock.  
He grabbed Tod's head and pushed his face into his cotton crotch.  After one 
sniff, Tod fastened his face to Steve's basket.  Meanwhile, Tommy was jacking 
Dick off through his skintight jeans as Dick devoured Tommy's underpants.
   First Jeff, now Dick and Tod?  Three gear freaks in only a day?  Were
there more?  The thought of a gear lover's orgy excited Steve as Tod worked
over his cock and balls-stuffed pouch.  These were two hot guys!  Steve
could see that Dick's jeans were already soaked from a steady stream of
pre-cum.  He was obviously enjoying Tommy's mouthful.
   As the four boys brought each other to shooting their loads, Steve and
Tommy were already planning their next weekend without parents.  When they
envisioned a house full of brief, jock, fuckjeans clad boys, both boys shot
their loads into the mouths of Dick and Tod, who in turn filled their
jeansfronts with jism.

Next installment.  Tommy and Steve discover an underwear club.


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