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Beginnings Of A Fetish

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Discovering masturbation, briefs and swimwear.


In my early teens I discovered self pleasure with a vibrating pen.  I would gently rub the tip of the pen over my penis until the rush of orgasm came over me.  It was so intense and I felt so good, so each night I kept on doing it. When I started to shoot semen, I thought Id pissed myself.  As it became more normal I would fall asleep with a wet mess in my briefs that was usually dried by morning.  I hid the evidence in the laundry basket, but I was always worried about the big white stain.  Sometimes I would “accidentally” get them wet in the shower to hide the evidence. When the pen broke, I found jerking off by hand was much more pleasurable.  My foreskin was very sensitive so I rubbed up and down in my briefs until I came.  I started putting tissues in the pouch to absorb the mess, but often they became soaked, or weren’t aligned with my foreskin so cum went everywhere. I started to collect briefs I had “borrowed” from friends who had stayed over, using them as cum rags.  That way I didn’t leave stains in my regular briefs.  I also kept all my old swimwear hidden in the back of a drawer that was rarely accessed, loving the feeling of tight nylon and lycra against my dick.  When I was home alone I would parade around in my speedos, becoming hard at the site of myself in the mirror, and practising poses to be “caught” in that accentuated my bulge and put it front and centre of whoever was looking.  Sometimes I would put on all my collected underwear and swimwear and piss myself, to see how long it would take for the stain to show.  I always felt dirty afterwards, and after jerking off immediately washed them. It was always scary trying to hide my secret from my family, especially when they came home earlier than I expected. I discovered Target and K-mart catalogs often carried images of guys wearing briefs or speedos. Every day I checked the mailbox and if I found guys modelling swimwear or underwear I stashed it in the mess under my bed and reached for it of an evening.  I imagined myself filling the sexy brief styles worn by the models, much nicer than my little boys briefs. Every time I visited someones house, and an opportunity presented itself, I would go searching for an older males briefs or swimwear.  Often I found some in the laundry, but I was always more interested in what was hidden in the back of underwear drawers.  I found a few g-strings and jock straps, usually so old the elastic had frayed.  It was the normal every day underwear that really thrilled me, as I started familiarising myself with peoples collections, and seeing a hint of waistband or outline in normal clothes, I could picture their bulge.  Like I had seen in the catalogs.  If I could, I would try to wear the riskier items I found, getting incredibly hard and jacking off in them.  More than once I came into an old pair of someones underwear and hid it back where I found it.  Knowing what I know now, they would have eventually discovered the dry mess.  I was surprised that mens small and medium sizes fit me. I started going to department stores in the city, where no one knew me or would recognise me and browsed the underwear section.  My nerves made me shake with excitement as I browsed the styles and colours - it was during the early 90’s and loud, neon styles and string bikini briefs were produced by normal companies like Bonds, Jockey and home brands.  I could feel myself growing hard and producing precum as the shopkeeper rung up the sale. My face went blush red when I brought my first red “sports’ bikini by Jockey, the waist was so thin and revealing.  The salesman smiled as he handed me the bag. I rushed home and into my room, pulling off my little boys briefs and fitting the sexy mens bikini over my bulge.  I was rock hard and it didn’t take long to rub myself and make a big mess in the pouch.  This continued for years, and sometimes still to this day.

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