Date: Sat, 17 May 2003 21:37:42 EDT
From: TW
Subject: White Briefs in the Marina

     I was wearing my usual morning jogging outfit, sneakers with white
socks, blue nylon jogging shorts, barely concealing my white Calvin Klein
briefs, and a white tank.  Standing on the bow of my boat, which was moored
with the bow facing inwards, I was about six feet above the dock.  Anyone
walking by below had to be careful not to bang his head on the anchor hanging
over the bow.
     It was a bright sunny day with a warm breeze and I was trying to decide
whether to go for a jog, or log on to the gay.com chat room.  Lately, I'd had
considerable success in meeting up with guys, and had even been lucky enough
to meet with guys who shared my own fetish, namely white underwear,
especially briefs.  The sight of a guy in his briefs is almost enough to make
me cum right there, in my own.
     But then, the decision was taken out of my hands.  Along the dock came a
young guy wearing a T shirt, shorts and boat shoes with no socks.  He looked
pretty damn cute to me.  Blond hair, blue eyes and a killer smile.   Mmm, I
thought.
     "Good morning," I called as he approached my boat.
     "Hi," he replied, stopping and looking up at me.  I casually lifted one
foot and placed it on the lower guard-rail.  This, I knew, would give him as
superb view up the leg of my shorts, revealing my white briefs.  Sure enough,
his gaze was riveted on my crotch.  I could feel myself beginning to get
hard, and made no attempt to conceal it.
     "I'm just wandering around looking at boats," he said.  "I'm thinking
of buying one."
     "To live aboard?" I asked.
     "Yes."
     "Why don't you come aboard and take a look around?  It'll give you an
idea of what life on a boat can be like."
     "I'd love to.  Thank you so much."  He politely slipped off his boat
shoes before he stepped aboard.  Two fewer garments to remove, I thought.
     I walked aft, and we stepped into the cabin.  I closed the door behind
us.
     "That'll give us some privacy," I said.
     "For what?"
     "For anything we want," I said with a smile.  He smiled back, and I knew
this was going to be an exciting morning.
     "I like those shorts you're  wearing," he said.
     "Thank you," I replied, "You know, they'd look good on you."
     "You think so?"
     "Oh yes.  Would you like to try them on?"
     He hesitated.  "Er...I guess, yes."
     I pulled my shorts down slowly, displaying my white Calvins, with a
significant bulge in the front.  He pulled his shorts down, revealing a nice
snug pair of Fruit of the Loom briefs.  His bulge was not exactly tiny,
either.  I handed him my nylon shorts and he pulled them on.  I ran my hands
over his hips and buttocks.
     "I love that nice smooth feeling of nylon," I said.  "These look really
good on you.  Sit down and let me catch a glimpse of your undies up the leg."
 He did as he was asked, sitting with his legs wide apart, showing off a nice
area of white cotton.  By now my dick was hard, but bent downwards inside my
briefs.  I put hand down the front and adjusted my cock to a vertical
position, which  tented the front of my Calvins.  He eyed my crotch hungrily.
 His bulge in my jogging shorts was now quite significant.  I stepped up
close in front of him and he reach out and cupped my basket in his hand.
     "That feels good," he said.
     "I couldn't agree more," I said.  "Let me have my shorts back, so that I
can see you in your briefs again."  He stood up, let the shorts fall and
stepped out of them.  I placed my hand over his basket and gave it a gently
squeeze.  He was rock hard.  I love the feel of a hard cock in my hand,
especially through a pair of white briefs.
     He put his hand on the back of my head, pulled me towards him and kissed
me deeply.  My pulse was racing.  Here we were, two gorgeous guys, in just
our underwear, with rock hard dicks, kissing each other.  I put my tongue as
far as I could into his mouth, and he sucked on it hungrily.
     "You, like to suck things?" I asked.
     "Oh yes, I love to suck." He laughed.
     "So do I," I said, "I love to suck and swallow."
     "Swallow cum?"
     "Swallow anything, cum, piss, you name it."
     "You sound like my kinda guy.  I'm into piss play too.  Let's take a
look at your bathroom."
     When I'd bought the boat, its bathroom was one of its major attractions.
 For a boat, it's huge, with a shower big enough to hold two people.  We
stepped inside and closed the door.
     "Don`t undress," he said, "I want to do some piss play in our undies."
     "My thoughts exactly," I said.  "Let's put our dicks up the leg of each
others' briefs and let it all go."
     "Not all," he said, "save some for tasting."
     We stepped into the shower and pulled our dicks out of the legs of our
briefs, and with some careful maneuvering, inserted them up the legs of the
other guys briefs.  We ground our hips together, gazing into each others'
eyes.  Christ, this guy was hot!  I was on the verge of cumming, but I held
back.  I felt his hot piss on the front of my belly and let go of my own.
The feel and aroma of piss is an incredible turn on.  We were both panting
with excitement.  I shut off the flow before my bladder had emptied, but his
piss continued to soak my undies.
     "Stop," I said.  "Cocktail time."
     I extricated out dicks from each others' underpants, dropped to my knees
and took his iron-hard dick in my mouth.  I could taste the sharp flavor of
piss on it.  It was incredibly arousing.  "Let it go," I said, and waited.
     Pissing through an erect dick is not easy.  It can't be forced, and my
partner knew that.  He tried to relax, and eventually and stream of warm piss
filled my mouth.  I was eager to swallow it.  It was a little on the strong
side, but I determined that later on, I would fill him up with beer and drink
pints of his diluted piss.  After a few seconds, his flow stopped, and he
said, "My turn."
     With him on his knees in front of me, I gave my rock hard dick a few
strokes then placed it in his willing mouth.  Like him, it took me a while,
but eventually my piss began to fill his mouth.  He didn't spill a drop.
     "Mmm, delicious," he said when I'd finished.  "Kiss me."
     We kissed again, tasting our own piss in each others' mouths, grinding
our steel hard cocks against each other.
     Then I reached down and pulled his underpants down to his ankles and he
stepped out of them.  I put them to my face, sniffing and sucking what piss I
could out of them.  He pulled my briefs off and did the same.
     "Let's clean up and start again," I said, turning on the hot water.
     We soaped each other down, carefully washing each others' cocks, putting
soapy fingers up each other, kissing and fondling all the time.  When the hot
water ran out, we stepped into the cabin and toweled each other off.
     I reached into my underwear drawer and pulled out a selection of white
briefs.  "Pick a pair," I said, and he selected a pair of Hanes classic
briefs.  I picked a pair of white combed cotton underpants that look like
boxers, but with very short legs and no fly, a bit like my jogging shorts.  I
had bought them in the ladies sleepwear section at Walmart.
     When I pulled them on, he said, "I like those.  I like the way your dick
hangs out of the leg."
     "So do I," I said, "Because you can fuck me while I'm wearing them.
Just pull the crotch to one side."
     "You want me to fuck you?"
     "I want you to do anything you want to me.  Whatever turns you on, go
ahead and do it."
     "More than anything, I want to suck your dick," he said, pulling on the
Hanes.
     "Me too.  Let's go into the forecabin."
     We lay on the big double berth, head to tail, and he pulled my dick out
of the leg of my underpants, and I pulled his out of the fly of the Hanes.
His uncut cock was gorgeous, with a nice large loose foreskin, big enough to
get my tongue inside.  He sucked my balls while he stroked my cock.
     I maneuvered his cock back inside the Hanes, and stroked him through the
cotton.  "Cum in my underpants," I whispered.  "I want to wear them with your
cum still damp in them."  I rubbed vigorously and felt his back arch and his
dick pulse as a big wet stain spread over the front of the Hanes.  I sucked
as much cum as I could from the cotton.
     "Fuck," he said, "that was fantastic.  Gimme a second to recover and I'
ll  take care of you."
     "No rush," I said.  "I want you to be horny again first."
     It didn't take long.  Within a few minutes, I felt his dick beginning to
stir again, and he reach out and took my cock in his hand, wanking it gently.
 Then he took it in his mouth and  worked miracles with his tongue.  He took
it out briefly, long enough to whisper, "Cum for me, please," and popped it
back in again.
     I couldn't hold out any longer and shot a healthy load of hot cum into
his mouth.  I could see him swallowing eagerly.
     I reached down and slid the Hanes off his hips and down over his legs.
I held them up to my nose and inhaled the lovely aroma of fresh cum.  Spent
as I was, it was still very satisfying.
     "I think I wanna buy a boat," he said, "if this is the nautical way of
life."
     "I would advise against it," I said.
     "Why?"
     "'Cos you can come and live with me for free," I said.
     It was only later that we introduced ourselves.  First things first!


If you liked this story, look for "White Briefs by the Pool" and
"Uncut in White Briefs".