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Since life is not looking too great for me now, I am back to going commando because when the find me dead I want them to have a real mess to deal with...
Though years ago I slipped on a pair of my GF silk undies (come on guys, admit it...you have ALL tried it at least once, of course "the boys" immediately protested very strongly about the sudden incarceration within size 6 bikini undies!!) But the silk make me curious soooo now, I also love silk boxers even though I grew up a tighty-whitey guy, love the comfy support for "the boys".
From my baseball days I loved wearing sliding pants, if you never played several sports you know what these are, but for those who don't they are basically tighter underwear like pants you wear over your joke-strap & cup but under your uniform pants. The purpose is to help with the raspberries from sliding...they work too. Then one day I was, well, underwear-poor...ok CLEAN ENOUGH underwear-poor, as in my bachelor piles of clothing were borderline bio-hazards so needed washed before they formed a gas that could be weaponized...however I had a clean freshly laundered pair of sliding pants thanks to the clubhouse guy...so I wore them all day...WOW, all the comfort of tighty whities but the added support for your legs. Hence my move to the true boxer brief, the best of both worlds. Now I wear either those boxer briefs or my silk boxers on days when I wanna feel kinda sexy...hehehe, I know, SCARY. But am approaching having lost near to 90lbs since the end of April with no explanation and to the concern of my doc and me of course, but hey ya gotta go some time, right? or not we'll see what shakes out there (really, I am not worried I am the last family member and, just am not going to have my last thoughts be of stress and worry over something I can't control). Anyway, the side effect is I am rapidly running out of undies which fit...think 60" chest (non-expanded just natural barrel chest and uber wide shoulders) and a 34"/35" waist these days, basically back to the measurements of my "playing days" and 12lbs away from my best weight ever...try fitting those measurements off the rack or even harder out of my closet thanks to a high point of a 54" waist only a few months back. One positive is I have not lost muscle mass, it seems only body fat so we'll see where is stops, if it does.
So, as a result commando has become more of the norm, hell I even answered my door a few times w/o thinking and w/o bottoms...d'oh!! (I was wearing an old shirt that is a XXXL Tall so the Teddy & the Boys were covered, but still...) And one was my lady mail carrier who I have known for 35years now...she laughed he arse off, she is in her latter 60s now, there is nothing unusual in such a reaction when women see me in such a state but she laughed because it wasn't the first time someone made the same mistake. I have always been a nudist at heart so I don't care and since achieving AARP status I seem to care even less...all I have to tell myself is think Girl Scout's and I keep a pair of shorts by each door just in case...hehehehehe....
And, seriously, life can be very short so I love funny threads like this even more these days...