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Sinful Sunday: Little Black Something

This is a story that starts with a black shirt. Black shirts can, as Maria Sibylla diplomatically put it, veer into “Johnny Cash territory.” In fact, I tend to avoid black as a colour full-stop – or rather, socks aside, I use it judiciously: a fucking sexy Ted Baker jumper, and a tatty old one from Ben Sherman, retained only for its sentimental value (ahem, ex-girlfriend, ahem); sports wear, though not always out of choice; work shoes.

And then there’s the shirt. It’s sartorial Marmite, like my fuchsia trousers, my Versace (for H&M) boxers, and my blue velvet shoes. Yes, really – I went there. Some people love all of those, while others just think I look like a dick…and I’m fine with both of those viewpoints. It’s a long time since I really cared about what other people think of my clothes – or rather, it’s a long time since I let the negative opinions bother me. As long as I like something, I’m happy, and if other people think it looks good too, that’s a bonus.

So the shirt went online, and was swiftly followed by a description of my full outfit that day. It was only when I went to the bathroom shortly afterwards to take this photo that I realised the underwear I had on was in serious need of replacement. Luckily, Twitter was on hand to help. One particular suggestion resonated, mainly because it felt like it brought the whole discussion full-circle – black boxers rarely appeal, but as soon as @ferns__ tweeted this link, I was taken with the idea of buying a pair.

And so I did.

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What do you think?

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39 replies on “Sinful Sunday: Little Black Something”

It was originally going to involve a bulge rather than a strip show, but it’s kind of hard to show that properly with black boxers – the texture doesn’t really come through – so I thought ‘fuck it’ and decided to whip my cock out instead.

I think Ferns is spot on… black, simple, well fitted…. you can not go wrong!

On another note and you are going to shake your head at me when I say this, but the photographer in me… as opposed to the sex pervert…. finds my eye utterly drawn and distracted by the green bank on your wrist. I know, I know, what the fuck is wrong with me, right? But it just pops out of these images as the thing that demands my eyes attention…. rather than other, more, umm, imposing things πŸ˜‰

Mollyxxx

Lol. And the photographer in me liked the wristband. It was the pop of colour that lifted the photo, and mad eat feel more personal.

Also love the contrast you’ve used. It has an almost grainy quality that makes me nostalgic for my medium format film camera and a darkroom.

Great series. πŸ™‚ xx

I’m delighted that you took my advice and even more delighted that you shared this photo of you wearing these. They look wonderful on you. Well, almost on you :P.

Ferns

My eyes were drawn to the wristband initially and I scrolled back to read back to discover the story behind it and it wasn’t there so I’m even more intrigued now!
However, black underwear…mmmmm!

Stunning, per usual, sir. I should clarify that while I’m not opposed to a bit of Johnny Cash now and then, I’m never opposed to tight black boxers. I am also wholeheartedly in favor of you setting up an underwear modeling blog as you suggested to Modesty. πŸ˜‰

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