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 
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 own cock 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.