As a small boy there was little to buy and Granny made my underwear, and much else. Vests came from old sheets and pants from remnants of G's sewing business. She would make me undies in the style of square cut briefs, often from curtaining offcuts, there was no elastic. A waistband tape tied at the front held them up. I learnt to tie them and tuck the ends in else my pants fell down. Embarrassing at school if the pant showed under the uniform school shorts which we all wore until 'big school'. I was happy in these, in hot weather would run about our rural place in nothing else. Me and siss would strip and look like we were wearing white briefs we were so tanned. Not yet having any tits sis went topless anyway, it was a surprise to me when they started to grow.
I guess supplies improved as Gran bought my kids Aertex pants with a fly down the middle. They were awful, loose and baggy they would bunch up between the legs and being aware of my dick which I stroked a lot. We compared notes at school. In summer I just left them off which got noticed when we changed into gym shorts. And siss split on me so I got ticked off even though some boys never wore undies and a few had little idea of sanitary order or hygiene.
The next phase: solution and comfort!
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