Knowing I had to find SOMETHING, I searched through dad’s clothing. And when I mean searched, I mean SEARCHED.
First place were the drawers. All I could find were the cliche tighty-whities, and a few colorful underwear. Some where blue, some where yellow. Others had superhero designs, and I had even found one with an elephant’s face on it. I immediately realized the nose was supposed to be dad’s penis, so I threw the thing into a corner.
The next place was his closet. I didn’t find any underwear. Regardless of where I searched in it, I chose to keep looking.
Old clothes, stuff, and even photos. I was curious as to what the photos were, so I flipped through a page.
The first thing I saw were two pictures side by side. One was a little boy wearing nothing but a diaper flexing his arms up, as if he was trying to show some muscle. He looked to be possibly three or four. The photo next to him was obviously dad, wearing nothing but his tighty whities. I felt somewhat disgusted, but also amused to my dad’s childish side.
I kept looking, and found another pair of underwear hidden in a box under the sink, but I wasn’t too sure if it was underwear.
I pulled it out, and looked all around it. It was a red and black thong-like object. Wearing it would only cover your penis and testicle. On the backside, there is just a huge circular hole that would reveal the crack off a butt. I was pretty sure dad used this for some sexual thing, so I just placed it back in his box and washed my hands.
Looking at my options, I didn’t have much. I either go commando, wear tighty whities, wear his colorful or elephant underwear, or wear that weird thong thing.