Only recently has my affinity for underwear become so prevalent. But I'm rather pleased, as I feel it has given my self esteem a boost. Anyway, enough preamble here is the beginnings of this recent interest.

As a child, I wore the superhero and cartoon printed briefs. That shifted to plain tighty whities into adolescence. During high school I transitioned into boxers of different patterns and colors. I can't recall a year, but around the mid 2000's my first pair of boxer briefs hit my underwear drawer. It wasn't long after that the trunks came in as well. What is the difference you might ask? By my classification, trunks have a short inseam of two up to four inches; boxers briefs begin with a six inch inseam to just above the knee. The trunks were by far favorite style of underpants by this point. Something about the slight leg, sporting intention, keeping things situated and feel of the material had me loving them.

 In August of 2104, I hooked with a young lady. During a makeout session she said she loved hoe my rock hard cock felt behind my underwear. I questioned if my undies were sexy enough, and she replied that boxers were not what she was after. For Christmas that year she sent me a pair of Lucky brand jeans and a tow pair of boxer briefs. At first, we though we could keep things going even though we lived nearly a continent apart, but by the time we were able to meet again in June of 15 the spark had gone. Thinking about this, I know I still have those underpants somehere. Guess I need to dig them out, check their fit, and post them.

 Later in 2015 I got a wild hair and began to surf the web for thongs. I finally settled on two pair that I would order from MensUAS. Initially, I found them difficult to wear and had to take them off after a few hours. I guess all it took was getting them broke in, and my getting acquainted to this style of underwear, as I would wear them all and loved how I felt in them. My exposed cheeks rubbing against the material of my pants was an exhilarating sensation. I knew I needed more of this, so continued shopping. It would be at the local Cirilla's that I'd find more to expand my collection. During this time is when I would try panties as well. It's funny, but I would actually become a tad jealous of women, with how smooth, soft, and light the panties were against my dick. And this would drag down a different path, that I might elaborate on a little later. 

By late 2019, my collection of undies was comprised of trunks, boxer briefs, thongs, and panties. But I knew there was more out there and wanted those too. First to join was a pair of briefs from Andrew Christian, again purchased at Cirilla's. Then in March 2020 shit changed. During the time after while not working I would sign on here. Not long after I would post my first galleries. With the positive responses, it would encourage to search for more underwear, and in a large array of styles. It has been fun modeling and posting the photos. Also from this has been my falling in love with bikini briefs. They cover barely enough while also somehow exposing.

And this has been the story of undies fetish. Hope you enjoyed the journey and the photos. 

Bondage is my first fetish and has been around since childhood. My earliest memories of it are of cartoons with the damsel in peril, tied to the railroad tracks or just bound to a chair. One item that really sparked my notice of the fetish was from the 1966 Batman series. Batgirl is tied and gagged, laying on a conveyor belt, slowly inching its way to the saw blades. Of course Batman and Robin are able to beat all the badguys and stop the conveyor in time. It was something about the danger, her struggling, and helplessness that imprinted on my brain.

As a teenager I began my first experiments with self bondage. Duct tape was my restraint of choice. When my parents and younfger brother would go to sleep I would start simple enough wrapping the tape a few time around my ankles.  Each time I'd go further up my legs until having myself mummified from the waist down. Hiding the used tape was getting difficult the more of it I used. Once my dad even commented on how much tape is used but nothing new has been repaired. By this time I had my license and decided to try a restraint the I could use multiple time. This lead to my first purchase of rope. During the summer, my older brother would be home and had his PC on the web. It was the old dial-up days back then, but I still managed to find plenty of sources for information and images.

Moving out on my own really aloud me to have some fun. Crawling from one end of the house to the other through an obsticle course to get the knife or scissors to cut my bindings. But that was using a lot of rope and I knew I needed something else. Finally I broke down and made my first purchase online of leather cuffs from Sub-Shop. Locks, chains, gags, hoods, collars, and more cuffs followed. Self bondage got more complicated but still not fully satisfying as release was still somewhat easy.

I found a local dominatrix after perusing Backpage for long time. Those were fun visits. Cuffed and blindfolded to and inversion table and feet tickle. Stapped to a chair and teased for and hour before release. Straitjacketed, gagged, hood, and bound to a massage table, my Dom strapped a dildo to my leg and rode it until she climaxed, then jerked my off. I greatly enjoyed the sessions, but had a financial issue that prevented me from visiting for a while. By the time my account was in good condition again, I got no reply from her number. Next time I'll stay in contact so as not to lose out again.

That pretty much sums up my path to today with bondage. If you want, leve a reply and give our background of how you got into your fetishes. Might be fun to hear how many could have a similar experience, or shine a new light on another fetish.