tonight I’m going to share something intimate with you. Very intimate indeed. I’m talking about my newest fetish, underwear. My entire life, I’ve worn nothing but normal Fruit of the Loom, or Haines, but recently the little brown one introduced me to the joys of shhhhh, man-panties(tm).

Over the long Memorial Day weekend, the little brown one visited Chicago to attend the world famous International Mister Leather convention. We rented a room at the host hotel and proceeded to have a very interesting and fun-filled weekend that broke down many of the few remaining boundaries we shared with each other, one of which was his admiration of underwear . He recently purchased a pair of 2xist thong styled underwear and proceeded to extol the virtues of these shhhhhhh, man-panties(tm) the entire weekend. They lifted, they supported, they gave a bigger basket.

I was intrigued. Bigger basket you say? As a gay man, this can be quite a selling point. I decided to give them a try and went out and purchased a pair of pouch-enhancing black tight little shhhhh, man-panties(tm). They not only lived up to his hype, they were comfortable. As I’ve mentioned, I’ve been very loyal to my Haines boxer-briefs up until this moment and the thought of making a change was down-right frightening.

Could I do it? Could I be the type of man that wore fashion underwear? Could I be the type of man that walked around with skimpy little thongs under my suit?

As it turns out. Yes, I can! In the months following Memorial Day Weekend, I’ve purchased a wide variety of fashionable underwear in a full spectrum of colors. 2xist, Polo, Jockey and Calvin Klein now fill my drawers’ drawer with a rainbow of colors and styles and I’m ok with it.

This may not seem like much to you, my gentle reader, but for a boy from the backwoods of New York State, the act of wearing anything other than tighty whiteys is a monumental achievement.