Vintage Visions
Ahhh, the 70s and tighty whiteys. That's all I knew existed back then. It's all I wore. It's all my dad wore. And all my school friends ore them too. I thought that was it.
Until Middle School, in gym class, when one guy, who will remain nameless, was seen to be wearing bikini briefs! I mean, WHAAA? Not white? So small? No fly? and they hugged his ass like nothing I had ever seen. It opened a whole new world of teenaged fantasy for me.
POLT
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