At the gym's mens locker room I was the youngest by forty years in there. All the men were over 60. For some strange reason I was surrounded by grumpy old men. Maybe because the gym I go to is next to a retirement resort (very popular here in Arizona) and that it was in the middle of lunch time. Beside the blue hair and grumpy attitudes, I also noticed that every one of these old men were wearing BOXER SHORTS.
Yet I thought only grandpas wear tighty whities (or at least the ones I wear). I sort of giggled for a second and dropped my shorts to reveal my Jockeys (and my body which was a little more fit than everybody else's in the room). I looked at myself in the mirror and flexed. I looked again and saw grumpy old fat men in their boxer shorts. It was not their looks that made them look bad, it was their attitude and of course their underwear. Never have I ever felt that sexy looking at myself in the mirror wearing my briefs. At that time I really appreciated my whities.
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