So, the other day I was hanging out with a guy who I’d been crushing on for a while. He was a big dude. 6'3", 300lbs of fat and muscle. Total dark haired bear. He was visiting from far away so I wanted to spend as much time as I could with him. He always wore oversized shirts and baggy sweatpants but never before had I ever seen his undies.

I’ve always been curious what he was wearing under there. Probably some boxerbriefs or something. Turns out today would be the day I find out. We were in my room as we were getting ready to go out when he took his shirt off.

His black sweatpants sagged a bit showing a white Fruit of the Loom waistband and a decent chunk of white material sticking out. I was shocked. So I decided to have a little fun. Before he could put his shirt on, I asked him to pick something up behind for me. As he bent over I grabbed his waistband and yanked directly up. The white material launched out of his pants while the legholes immediately popped out. He immediately stood up so I let go. Hearing a chuckle escape his mouth, he said, “I fell for that one. ”

I think he was blushing.

That night he slept on an air mattress in my room. It was all a normal night’s sleep until I felt something get into my bed. It was my friend. He was cuddling up to me. I could feel the warmth of his body as his hand rubbed my back as I laid on my stomach. He started to move my blankets off of me and proceeded to get closer.

That left me clad in just my Hanes white briefs while he was in a pair of pajama pants. I could feel his hand moving around my back and it felt so good. It caused me to start to dose off until I realized something.

There was a hand grabbing the back of my waistband. Before I could react, I felt his large hand pushing my back down and my briefs made lift off. The white material burned through my butt as the legholes snapped into place. My balls were immediately constricted by my tighty whities. I let out a grunt as the cotton made it halfway up my back.

I felt him readjust his body to get his second hand onto my waistband and he yanked again. The seams were popping in the waistband and the legholes but that didn’t seem to stop him. I let out a muffled protest and I could hear him whisper into my ear, “What? Atomic? Okay. If you insist!”

The I heard the waistband rip from the rest of my underwear. The pressure on my balls released a bit but I could still hear and feel him ripping it all the way over my forehead.

I felt a kiss on the top of my head and he left my bed. I just laid there for a good hour in disbelief of what just happened. I think I heard him take a pic, too. What a jerk. I think I’m in love.