Hard as a Rock

In a hot sunny day of summer, boys tend to walk around the house in their undies, don’t they? This is definitely what I love about summer. If there were no insects in summer, I would never want it to end. The other thing I love about summer is that the schools are over and all boys have a lot of free time to play and chat. That’s why I peek in neighbors’ houses. Usually I hunt precious scenes. When I was peeking into a house of a stranger living in our neighborhood, I saw a cute boy in his


I Love Boy Undies

When I was at school age, I was so zealous to take a look at other boys undies. A classmate bending, jumping, or whatever making even the smallest part of undies visible, I wouldn’t miss the chance to peek. It was not only looking. I was also interested in smelling! Smelling a boy underwear meant a world to me. Unfortunately, I never had a chance for close smelling at school. I could only smell my own undies and imagine it as somebody’s else.   I had a few friends from our neighborhood. They were boys almost at my age i.e