Penguinflag

This whole thing was a parody that was actually insulting to those of us who like sagging and seeing other guys sag. Nice to see a bunch of boxers, but I’m still insulted.

Um, isn’t that the whole point of sagging?

The goal is that they stay up enough so you’re comfortable, but low enough to see your underwear. That’s why belts help. Although no one in this community is going to complain if they do fall off... It’s a matter of how comfortable you are- do you want to be yanking them up every five minutes or can you find a spot where they’re comfy while still showing off? There should be no fear of expressing who you are and what you like.

That’s unfortunate. But crushes come and go. I came out as bi when I was about your age, but only because I didn’t want to hurt the girl I was with. I later came out fully as gay after a lot of struggle and self discovery. But, you do you. Whether you like girls, boys, or anything else- make sure you’re happy with who you are and the person you choose to be with. Like Rupaul says- “if you can’t love yourself, how the hell you gonna love anyone else.”

You are always welcome! Some of us here have been around a while. There are a lot of things I wish I’d done differently when I was your age and I hope to pass on that wisdom so that no one has to have the same regrets I do. Let us know how it goes.

Go say hi. Even if you think he’s out of your league, he’s side-eyeing you, so he must have some interest in you. Don’t over think it. Compliment him, be confident. If you really like him, maybe it will develop into something. But you’ll never know until you try. Don’t regret the “what-ifs”. Take the chance!

1. Be honest with her. 2. Take a break from her (if you and her are ok with that) and go explore your sexuality. 3. If you’re gay, come out, if you still want to see her and she’ll take you back, fine. Do what you feel comfortable with. My one regret is that I stayed in a relationship and ended up getting married before I had a chance to explore who I was and ended up coming out to her after 7 years of marriage and 3 kids. Go find yourself and the right person will love you for who you are.

I’ve got a subscription to MeUndies and I absolutely love them. They’re comfy and come in a variety of prints, plus it’s only $16 per month. I say, give it a shot, and if you like it, great, if not, no big deal.

The weirdest one I ever came across was pooping. It was gross and intriguing at the same time. I like a nice as s, but seeing poop- yuck.

32 and it’s complicated.

Not at all. My best friend smokes and I’ve developed an attraction to the smell.

Isn’t that what made all 90’s kids get into sagging and make some of us realize how totally gay we were? 😏

Boxers. Any guy (myself included) in boxers, puffed out from the back of their pants.

32

This is a topic I’ve struggled with for a long time. But I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m not gay because I like certain music, tv shows, or sagging and saggers. I’m not gay because I’m effeminate or very “expressive” with my gestures or the way I walk. All those things are just who I am personally. They do NOT define my sexuality. I am gay simply because I am attracted to men. That’s it. My sexuality is solely defined by my attractions. Everything else is secondary and just a part of my personality. That was my defining moment- realizing that everything people thought didn’t matter.

His being a dumb-a** serves our purposes well. I think the camera guy is one of us- he got some great shots.

The FOTL knits are my faves, esp the exposed waistbands. They’ve got them now in some hot colors and stripes.

That’s cool, man. I decided that I’d rather be comfortable than trendy which is why I wear knit boxers even tho they usually only come in solids or stripes. They are starting to get more patterns on the knit ones tho and I’ll have to post pics of them soon.

If I can rant for a moment: I grew up in the 90’s when the “switch” to boxers was all the rage. Through a series of circumstances that I won’t detail here, I didn’t make the switch and wore briefs up until the years I started college. But I was deeply aware of this phenomenon and wanted desperately to wear boxers. After I moved out on my own, I worked my way out of briefs, thru boxer briefs and into boxers full time. By that time, society had moved on to boxer briefs being all the rage. It seemed my hard work was for nothing. All that to say: I wear boxers and I’m damn proud of it!