Date: Tue, 6 Jul 2010 14:02:43 -0400
From: Load Guzzler <loadguzzler@gmail.com>
Subject: My Uncle's Briefs, Part 1

At some point in my childhood, my mother's brother came to live with us. I
don't exactly remember why, but I do remember my mother was at first very
angry with him about the whole situation. Looking back on it, I can see why.
He was sloppy, slightly alcoholic, and I don't remember him ever having a
job. Being an only child from a single-parent family, it was nice to have
somebody around and he was always joking and stuff, never really playing the
`grown up' role.


One afternoon he was out in the driveway with some other guys goofing off,
drinking beer, and attempting to play basketball. I was a quiet, shy kid who
just kept to myself when around adults, so they never felt the need to shoo
me away. It was fun hearing all the stuff I got to hear. It was almost like
I was invisible to them and adults seemed to talk freely with each other
around me. I think they were thinking I was paying attention to the book I
was reading, when actually I was soaking up every word they said. I'm pretty
sure that that is what started the voyeur in me in some weird way. Anyway,
at one point during their horseplay,  my tipsy uncle jumped up and was
hanging on the basketball rim in the air. One of his friends stepped up
behind him  and yanked his shorts down...That was the moment that changed my
life forever! The guys busted out laughing and my uncle jumped down and
yanked his shorts back up, but not before I got a nice long glimpse of him
in something so erotic that I was practically quivering and flush with
something running through my body that I never experienced before. His
friends were laughing so hard and making fun of his `panties'. In actuality,
they weren't panties at all. But they were light blue in colour and very
tight brief style. They did not have a fly and they were made of some shiny
material like nylon or lycra. I knew instantly that I wanted to see more.
His bulge was HUGE and I could clearly see the outline of his cock, the
cockhead, and his balls. I was overwhelmed and trembling, wishing I could be
inspecting that more closely. I knew that instant that I would have to
devise a way to do just that.


I was anxious the rest of the afternoon waiting for the house to empty. My
mother worked as a bartender, so she would usually leave the house around
7pm or so and never got back until after 3 in the morning. As for my uncle,
half the time he either went out drinking or just stayed home watching
sports and drinking beer all night. That night, however, I knew he was going
out and that would be chance to do some exploring.


When my uncle moved in, he kind of just took over the renovated basement of
our house. There were never any "stay out" rules put in place, but as our
house was big enough for the 3 of us living there, I really had no need or
desire to go down to his space very often. But now I was on a mission. I
just HAD to find those briefs he was wearing earlier. Although my uncle is a
total slob, he's not exactly a DIRTY guy, so I knew he'd have showered and
changed before heading out to the bar with his friends. I'm pretty certain
that that would have included changing his briefs.


I was surprised how tidy the basement looked. Usually it was strewn with my
uncle's clothes. He must have just done the laundry recently. I went into
his bathroom and checked in his clothes hamper. There were the shorts and
the t-shirt he was wearing earlier, but no sign of what I was REALLY looking
for. DAMN, he must have decided to wear them out after all. I thought I'd go
check the laundry area anyway, just to cover my bases. Yes, he HAD just done
his laundry recently as their on the folding table were piles of his clothes
that have been folded, but have yet to make their way into his dresser and
closets. It was then that I found that it wasn't JUST that one pair of sexy
underwear my uncle owned. There on the table was a huge PILE of some of the
sexiest underwear I had ever seen to this day! There must have been about 20
or so pair. All different colours, and all different cuts. Going through
them one by one, I noticed some similarities. All of them were tight, and
all of them did not have a fly. Some were made of cotton, but most of them
were either along the lines of nylon, lycra, or microfiber...soft smooth
stretchy and shiny.


Needless to say, I was entranced by these garments. I picked each one up,
and held them up. The pouch of these briefs had that swollen look...reminding
me of the hot sight I had earlier of my uncle. Just knowing his cock and
balls spend all day behind these hot briefs got my cock hard. I pushed my
face into the pouch of one of them...eyes closed, dreaming I could feel the
warm heft of my uncle's bulge.


My cock was harder than it had ever been, and knowing that I had HOURS until
anybody came home, I stripped off completely right there in the laundry room
and selected a pair of my uncles briefs to try on. I chose a square cut teal
pair that were very shiny and slick. They were made of lycra and I'm sure
they hugged my uncles cock , balls, ass and thighs beautifully.  My uncle is
a big guy and all of his briefs were size Large. I, on the other hand, was
just this skinny little thing. They wouldn't even stay up on me without me
holding them.  I wanted to hold his briefs to my face as I wore those teal
squarecuts and feel my hard little cock in the same place that holds his big
fat sausage.


Looking through the briefs again, I selected a regular brief cut pair that
were light green and made of  a thin stretchy microfiber. I laid them flat,
but the pouch just kind flattened out. Spying a pair of his freshly
laundered socks that had been balled one into the other, I put that inside
the pouch of the briefs. THERE! Now when they were lying flat, they looked
more like the fat bulge of cock and balls that I longed to feel in my face.
I used both hands to hold up the teal squarecuts I was wearing while I
leaned forward and nuzzled my uncle's bulge with my face. I soon found if I
swayed my hips from side to side, my hard cock would sway as well, the tip
of my dick rubbing back and forth against the lycra pouch. I was in
heaven...my blood pumping furiously...as my face was nuzzled in that hot
microfiber pouch. Oh how I wanted my uncle to be wearing those. I wanted his
hefty bulge right there in my face...so warm...so spongy...


Suddenly, without much warning, I was overwhelmed by an orgasm. My small
load was shooting out of my cock and blasting the pouch of my uncle's
briefs. The feeling was intense and amazing. After just a few moments of
coming down from my high, I realized with a panic that I now have my spunk
in the pouch of my uncle's clean briefs! Do I take them to hide the
evidence? What if he figured out a pair was missing. Noticing the clock, I
realized I had plenty of time to wash them and put them through the dryer. I
didn't think I'd have time to actually use the washing machine, so I just
cleaned my sperm out of the fabric in the sink, rang them out as best as I
could and then put them in the dryer.


Putting my clothes back on, I went back upstairs and turned on the
television. The next thing I knew it was morning and I was in my bed. What
the fuck?!!?! THE BRIEFS!! I must have fallen asleep on the bed and either
my uncle or my mother put me in my bed when they got home. But I never took
those briefs out of the dryer...


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