Fundoshi Art Explosion, Part 1

From sketches to comic book pages to fully rendered eye-gasms of color -- today and tomorrow F4A will be bringing you bundles of men and women drawn in fundoshi!

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Fundoshi 4 All Salutes Underwear!

Whatever your fig leaf of choice, the once lowly loincloth has been elevated to new great heights -- from the intricate, elegant knotwork of the fundoshi so many of us here prefer, to the lux status symbol undergarments offered by big-name designers and gracing the hips of chiseled models, actors, and sports stars.  So much fantasy is bound up in this first, simplest layer of fabric.  All loincloths, whether they be made of tanned animal hide or have brand-name elastic waistbands "draw attention to the genitals at the same time as they conceal them," writes Otto Steinmayer in his paper The Loincloth Of Borneo (which is highly recommended reading if you're interested BTW).  It's a vehicle of modesty as well as a cache-sexe, an "increment in sexual arousal or foreplay."  The longer this leaf lingers under eyes, tongues and fingers, the harder the arrow grows in its quiver; the tauter the bowstring before its shivering release, the further the flight of the liquid silver.

At least in my experience!

Fundoshi Silent Movie

It was a cold day.  Sunny and crisp, rather than the kind of cold that drains into your bones.  His fundoshi, crisp and white, was fresh from the dryer, tumbled soft and still warm to the touch.  It felt luxurious against his skin as he tied it on, the fabric stretched and creased and glided over his shower-soft skin as he cinched and knotted the simple ribbon of fabric into an elegant loincloth.  Something about the simple luxury of this act made his cock flutter -- ever so slightly -- but it was enough to make him aware of the smooth cotton's tiniest movement against smooth flesh.  The flutter repeated, traveling up the length of his cock from it's root to its flaring head, intensifying at his frenulum where the widening of his cock came together like the eaves of a soft pink gabled roof.  His rod continued to stiffen inside the freshly tied fundoshi until it was straight and long and solid and the flutters had become a sort of constant humming.  His fingers, unable to decline his cock's request, glided softly over the distended fundoshi pouch...

Fundoshi Social

If it can squirt juice, our society covers it up.  If it changes shape during sexual arousal, we shroud it in secrecy.  Thus, the female nipple, which gives milk, is forbidden, but the visually near-identical male nipple, which doesn't, causes nary a ripple -- even in "family" publications!  It seems arbitrary, but it also creates the mystique and sensuous tension that a garment like the fundoshi introduces into the proceedings.  It becomes an "interval" in our arousal, foreplay, and sexual imagination -- a stop along the way to the juice squirting part.  By itself, it often initiates the shape changing part.  

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