When I was wearing the normal hipster jocks as a kid, I remember seeing my neighbor who took me and my buddy (his son) swimming changing from his work clothes into a speedo. He was wearing Dynamites and I think I must've stood there like a jerk staring for a long time. He saw me and smiled but I could hardly take my eyes off this huge bulge with hair galore sticking out everywhere. But my mum wouldn't believe me when I told her I needed them for comfort, so I got a thrill of going without for a while. But later, when I ws older, I started wearing my beloved Dynamites, and I still am.(Scott, Australia)
Guys don't try this at home. House-sitting for a mate his car-alarm went off in his locked garage one morning as Iwas thinking about getting out of bed. I couldn't find the remote control or key for the garage so to shut the alarm up the only way I could get in to the garage was through the small louvered window. I didn't mind going outside in just my jocks because the place was private and set back from the road. I grabbed a ladder and managed to get a pane of glass out before climbing in but got stuck as I was pushing my lower body through. For nearly an hour I called out for help and fought like hell to get free. Lucky for me the kid next door heard me yelling over the car alarm and got his dad to come round and get me out. It took about ten minutes to get my sorry arse out of there. My wriggling got my jocks caught on the window frame and the bloke next door tore them slightly while he tried to free me but we had a laugh about it later. His son stood there and laughed when his dad ripped my jocks. I bought my rescuer a bottle of scotch and made him promise not to tell my mate. Ii've still got the jocks - black Jockeys. Ihe elastic's going on them but when i wear them and see the rip i laugh to myself about that day.(Mike)
I was at a hotel one time and opened the door for the morning paper and it slammed closed behind me. I had to walk to the lobby and main desk to get someone to let me in my room. I was in some very skimpy red jocks. The bellboy that walked me back kept staring at my almost naked body and finally said he thought it was hot and if it happened to him he would die of embarassment. Made me enjoy it more. Since then I have "accidently" let me the door close behind me so I have to do it again. I also always walk to the ice machine in my jocks. Get caught every once and a while.(Shaun, Australia)
Back in the mid to late 90s, when I was in high school, I had what you might call a crush on my phys ed teacher. Mr M was about 40 or 41, tall, quite lean and sported what I thought was one of the most beautiful, rounded arse I'd ever seen. He'd been a footy player in his 20s and had the solid thighs and legs you see on many footy blokes. I remember always trying to look up his shorts (never saw much beyond a glimpse of his jocks) or staring at the outline of his jocks showing through his shorts when he was bending over or squatting down. He made phys ed one of my favourite classes, if only because I spent most of the lesson perving on him.
It would have been great if my crush could have been requited, but unfortunately Mr M was married with a couple of kids, so anything that could've happened only did in my fantasies.
The best times were during the school swimming carnival when he'd be in the students vs teachers relays in his black speedos. I can still clearly picture the way his speedos moulded over his incredible arse and the nice, compact bulge in the front of his speedos. In my last year of high school, we formed teams comprising of both students and teachers for the relay and I was lucky enough to be in the same team as him. We were runner up and had a few photos taken after the relay for the yearbook, one of which had myself, a mate of mine and him doing a bit of a muscle pose for the camera in our speedos. I managed to get my hands on the prints of those photos later.
School camps were also an opportunity to see Mr M, as well as other teachers, in some state of undress. I well remember the Year 12 camp when he'd take us for water activities and he'd be in his speedos, sometimes with a t-shirt on. We did a lot of canoeing, and at one point, he had led us on a canoeing trip for about 3 hours and all he wore were his speedos, sunglasses and a hat. For those 3 hours, I was in heaven!
I also saw him a couple of times in the single-sex communal showers and changerooms at camp, though he was in his jocks on both occasions. In the second occasion, a few mates and myself had gone to get cleaned up after canoeing and Mr M had just showered and put on his jocks. He happily chatted to us as he got dressed. I don't remember much about the conversation because my attention was fixed on his blue jocks. They were just regular hipsters, but I couldn't take my eyes off them.
During those short years, I'd always wanted to see what he had underneath those speedos and jocks. And I'd always fantasised about letting my hands wander all over his body and getting under his jocks or speedos. It's been about five years since I last saw him, but he's a bloke that's made an impression on me. Fortunately, I still have those photos from the swimming carnival to keep these memories alive.
Shaun, your story takes me back to my high school days in the mid 80s. There were several male teachers who caught my attention. One was also a phys edder but he was my homeroom teacher. He often wore white or light coloured shorts that showed off his jocks (he didn't even need to bend over for them to be visible) and from what I remember, he seemed to prefer patterned jocks, which were all the rage back in the 80s. Unlike you, I never got to see "Mr J" in his speedos or in just his jocks.
However, my fantasies were solely aimed at one bloke, the social studies teacher. "Mr D" was in his mid or late 30s, average height but rather stocky and an all round good bloke. Even then, I had an eye for older blokes and he fit the bill. I too found swimming carnivals enjoyable for all the wrong reasons, as I got to see "Mr D" and other male teachers in their speedos. I still remember going to the toilet at the pool during the carnival and seeing him at the urinals in his blue speedos. Somehow, I managed to find excuses to stick around him and the other teachers while they did the marshalling so that I could view their bodies and their speedos to my heart's content. My most vivid memory was when I inadvertently saw him once in blue and white striped "jockettes" which were one of the most common style of men's jocks back in the 80s. It happened when I had walked into the staff office after school one day to see another teacher and he was the only one there, undressed. I was very embarrassed (as only a 16 year old could be) and apologised, but he just laughed it off and said that he was getting changed to ride home (he was often seen riding his bike to school). We talked briefly and for a good couple of minutes, I got to see this bloke, who I was lusting over, in his jockettes.
The sad thing was that "Mr D" died in my last year of high school. He would've been just 40 and had suffered an aneurism one night. I remember going numb all over when they announced his death in homeroom the next morning. He'd left behind his wife and his 6 year old son. My only regret was that I didn't go to the funeral, so I never got to say goodbye to a bloke who'd meant so much to me (even if he didn't know it) across 3 years of high school.
The bloke I have the hots for isn't a teacher. He's the guy who mows my lawn, a well-built blond who wears the smallest pair of khaki King Gee work shorts that I've ever seen. I find myself staring at the way his thick thighs swell out of those shorts and the brush of blond chest hair sticking out the top of his shirt. He's 40 something, with short cropped hair, blue eyes and speaks like an Aussie ocker. Gets my blood pumping every time.
I've never had to good luck to see him out of his shorts, or even bare-chested. I've seen the outline of his jocks a fair few times but that's the extent of it. I've always fantasised about stripping him slowly of his khakis and seeing what I find inside.
I go to school now..yr 12 finally. we have a few HOT teachers. 1 a phys edder, a science, and an english teacher. the phys edder is about 30, fully tanned and is always wearing these short shorts that show his muscly legs. he has the best body as well, really tanked up. he used to be a sprinter (running). used to have him for phys ed and always had his shirt off when we were swimming and stuff. at camp i just got out of the shower and was sitting on the seat putting my shoes back on and he came in to get changed. he had his shirt on and fully took his shorts and jocks off and put other jocks on. i didnt get to see his dick but i saw part of his ass and it was damn fine!
the science teacher is pretty hot too. on year 10 camp he was my teacher and we were doing abseiling and i saw his bulge in the harness. it was hot. u could easily make out his shaft and i could tell he was cut. that was awesome!
In my 11th year of high school, I had gym the last period of the day. Sometimes, the various coaches would shower with my class. Once, about a half dozen of the coaches were in the showers or walking through the locker rooms naked. I'm kind of bummed out. I can only remember clearly the coach that also taught my health class. He was built like a U.S. football player, an offensive lineman (Big!). What I remember most was that his dick was really small. I could only see the head. I couldn't see any of the shaft at all. I didn't lust after any of the coaches. The only thrill was that I had seen the school's coaches naked.
There is a great way to find out what jocks a guy might wear - look in his backyard on the clothesline. You may not see the guy in them, but you get some idea of what he wears.
Next door to where I live - live two guys - not gay as far as I know, but both of them wear jocks and speedos - there is also a pool in the yard. In summer often see them just in the speedos, and saw one in his jocks early one morning a few months back.
(Jock Watch, Australia)
I live opposite an old pub in Inner Sydney. I have seen a number blokes who stay there walking around the room late an night with the blinds open in nothing but their boxers or jocks.
So far the poll is even split - 50% of these exhibitionists wear boxers and 50% jocks.
One of the guys who wore boxers also got a blow job and did his girlfriend over doggy style while the blinds were open!
I was at the Gold Coast during last summer and staying at an apartment. About three times during the week I saw the young guy(about mid 20's) next door in the morning on the balcony in his jocks! Twice in a pair of black and once in a red pair of string bikini jocks. I would of loved to have seen his girlfriend or wife who was with him get done doggy style.
About 13 yrs ago, my parents went up the north coast for two weeks with my uncle and aunt. Since my cousin and I had nothing to do, we thought we would go up and visit our parents for a few days and hang out on the beach.
On our first night, me and my cousin went out for a few drinks and to see what was happening in town. We got home in the early hours of the morning and while we were in our room getting ready to crash out my 45 year old uncle walks in to check on us wearing only his jocks. To my surprise my uncle was wearing a pair of yellow string Bonds Dynamites jocks!
What a shock because my Dad has always and still does wear y-fronts and i didn't expect to see my cousins dad wearing string bikini jocks! Seeing my cousin strip to his dynamites then wasn't a shock, as you would then think "like father , like son". I wonder if my uncle still wears dynamites because i still do after all these years.
I've seen heaps of guys swim in their jocks at the beach in Oz, especially on my trips over the years to the Gold Coast.
During the summer that just passed, I went to the beach a number of times after work and put on a pair of boardies and went for a swim. As I had come from work and had been wearing my jocks, after the swim I'd sunbake for an hour and I would always take off my boardies and lie their in my jocks as the beach wasn't crowded. I always had on a pair of black dynamites briefs, so they looked like you were wearing speedos. I don't have a problem with jocks being worn as speedos at the beach, particularly if they are a dark plain colour.
In fact on one occasion down at the beach this year there was a guy (late 40's) with his wife who was also swimmimg in his boardies but sunbaking in his black dynamite string bikini jocks.
When I was about 16, I was walking along Stockton Beach near Newcastle and I came across a guy who was fishing. The thing that really interested me even at that age was the fact that he was wearing only pale blue nylon jockettes.
I know they were nylon - I got close enough to check! He had his fishing rod in one hand, resting against his body and a can of Tooheys Draught in the other. His jockettes hung nice and low on his slim hips. A teenage dream come true!
As a young guy growing up in Queensland in summer, all the local kids used to ride our bikes around in our dick togs and all the guys in the neighbourhood would water their lawns or wash their houses in the summer afternoon only wearing their speedos! It was completely natural as everyhouse had a pool in the backyard so no one thought any different.
I was 11 when our neighbour, a 30 year old married guy was talking to me while both of us was watering our lawns in speedos. My balls were itchy so i was repeatedly tugging away and he was watching me closely. I didn't realise he took much notice until i saw the bluge in his worn out light blue nylon speedos begin to strechout like a tree trunk!
One day, shortly before my 17th birthday I was wagging school after lunch and feeling toey, so I went down to the shed where my dad stored all his back issues of Penthouse. I knew that everyone was at school or at work so I pulled down my school shorts and started wanking furiously the couples pictorials... as it turned out my uncle had turned up shortly after I went down to the shed, for a sunbake.
As I was having a belt I heard a noise behind me and spun around and there he was standing over me in his speedos with about 3 inches of his hard on sticking out of the top (was about 8" and thick in total)...
I'm 32 and Australian! I only wear string bikini jocks, i.e. the Bonds Dynamites briefs or Calvin Klien string jocks. I started wearing these from about the age of 14. I also have a couple of G's.
I have about several mates about the same age as me! They all tend to wear hipsters, bikini or string bikini jocks. Two of them wear boxer briefs sometimes but no-one exclusively wears boxers only. Its funny that about 10 years ago when they were all in their early 20's most of them wore string bikini jocks predominantly.
At the beach all of us will wear speedos when lying in the sun but will wear our boardies when its time to swim! Never do we wear our jocks under our boardies!
My brother (35) has been wearing Boxer briefs for the last 6 years after wearing the dynamite briefs since his late teenage years.He likes the fill of the boxer briefs. He wears speedos.
My brother-in-law (45) was always a jockettes guy. He know wears bikini jocks and always wears speedos.
I have a tradesman mate (26) who wears string bikini jocks only!He wears speedos and boardies at the beach.
I once saw my uncle in his bonds Dynamite string bikini briefs but don't know whether he still wears them. His son (33) wears e Dynamites.
My dad (70) stiil wears Y-Fronts!