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Every boy wore tightly whities when I was young, and there were a few early sleepovers where I ground against another boy and loved it or felt him harden as I felt through the fabric, but one birthday party, about ten of us all took turns showing our underoos, so then just me and another daring boy decided to strip bareass and cuddle quickly. Then there was strip poker at camp, where all the boys ended up showing our naked weiners, and I saw Joey’s was weird while Stuart’s got all hard and he couldn’t make it stop.
