The first time i went without underwear (except for p.e. at school, when we were not allowed to wear any u/w at all) was at summer camp in 1966, around my 15th birthday. At camp it was so hot that we wore only plimsolls and shorts all day, and i felt that i wanted to wear even less. So i experimented with no underwear for the first time, and for the whole two weeks it felt wonderfully natural to be free rather than bunched up in underwear, and it was such an exhilarating experience that i was hooked for life and from that time onwards i wore nothing under any casual stuff like shorts, denim jeans, tracksuit bottoms or, later, combats (“cargo-pants") and anything else casual, but it never occurred to me to do the same in more formal trousers like with a suit or blazer.

Now jump forward 36 years to October 2002 when i had to attend a residential conference in London, with a two and a half hour coach journey to get there and the same to get home again. I had been reading freeballing web forums, and decided to give myself a 24/7 experience to see how i got on with it. I wore no underwear and made sure that i would have to totally give it a go by packing none at all in my luggage.

And I can only say “WOW!!!!!!”  The fantastic sense of freedom while still being clothed was an entirely new feeling. I only buy trousers that are loose enough for my bits to hang free, nothing close-fitting, and I found that when I was walking or standing there was SO much air circulating – a fantastically good sensation, but until I got used to it kept checking my zip as it felt like I’d left it undone.

Four days after returning home i cleared out my bottom drawer, and just kept three favourite pairs of boxers to wear as shorts at home when i can’t walk around naked.