Max
03-27-2004, 02:50 AM
Way back in 1992 when I was a senior in high school, we had our senior trip to a ski lodge in the catskill mountains. Since not alot of my male friends went on the trip, I wound up sharing a room with three guys who I knew casually from classes. The first night in the hotel, as we all prepared for bed, one of the guys, Rob, dropped his jeans and revealed a pair of multicolored skimpy briefs. He pranced around in the room in front of his buddy (who was also sharing the room), asking him, "Hey do you like these briefs?" He did a little shake and shimmy, and then turned his back to us in order to finish unpacking his bags. I was lying on my bed facing his back, with my eyes barely open, just watching. He was bent over his bed, and the skimpy briefs were stretched taut against his ass. I have to tell you, up til that point, I had never really been interested in a guy's ass, but the way those briefs clung to every contour, well, I could understand the fascination! Below, his package bulged between his pale thighs. I stared at that mound that the tight underwear forced back between his legs as he bent over. I was really horny, and pissed when he got done unpacking and threw on a pair of shorts to sleep in. I had a hard time keeping my hands above the covers that night. The next morning, my three roomates went skiing, but I wasn't interested in busting my ass, so I hung around the hotel. While sitting and reading, I remembered his briefs. Did he change them? Were they still in the room? I went to the closet and found his duffelbag. I rifled through it and there they were. I picked them up, made sure the door was locked, and basically made love to them. I don't need to tell the rest of you guys how erotic it was. The fact that those briefs had held him, shaped him, and clung to his body just turned me on soooo much. I returned them to the bag when I was done, (there was no way I was gonna keep them as there would be no one else who could possibly have taken them). I actually saw this guy in a restaurant about a year ago, he didn't see me, man, all those memories just came flooding back. I couldn't help but wonder what he was wearing under his jeans that day.