Leather and Lace As a young boy I was fascinated by my mother's lingerie. Along with my dad's jock, I used to even try it on occasionally. I tried on a pair of my ex wife's panties once and loved seeing my rock hard boner leaking pre-cum through the material and trying to escape the elastic waistband. These pictures reminded me of those early explorations. I love the combination of cross gender articles. Hot!
My dad had one in his underwear drawer. It was old and kind of thread bare and the elastic was stretched. It had turned a dingy white color with rust stains. I used to take it out and look at it. Smelled it once. I tried it on in the bathroom with the door locked. I loved how my ass looked in it. I bought my first jock when I was in Junior High and needed one for gym class. I will never forget that first gym class with all the guys undressing and getting into their brand new jocks and gym clothes. One of the guys had a huge black hairy bush. He also had a big cock and loved to parade around naked and took forever to dry off after showering. No problem here. I've forgotten his name, but I remember him well. I was fascinated by the design of the jock with the ass hanging out. Years after I was out of high school I kept my jock and would wear it sometimes instead of underwear. I used to have a couple and have no idea when or why I threw them out because I love the look of an old jock. I think it's time to get another one. Maybe blue or red.
"An artist has always gotta be in the state of becoming"... Bob Dylan...
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