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I lost my underwear collection in an unsolicited trade. Here is my story. It's a bit long, so bear with me as I try to recollect things as they are fresh in my mind. (Cross my heart and hope to die - this is a true account.) I have an underwear/trunks fetish. I like looking at guy in their underwear/trunks, fooling around with people with underwear/trunks on, etc. It just turns me on so much. I also have a collection of various types of underwear that I've bought from various merchants. Those were part of my "secret stash" - pieces that I have deemed so skimpy, they're on the verge of kinky. Tiny briefs, briefs with interesting cuts, jockstraps from different brands; I would wear them just to turn myself on and get off with. One day while perusing around dudesnude (another social networking site for guys; the name says it all - nudes, nudes everywhere!), I got a message from this user who would like to have some kinky fun with me. Being up for it, I responded. After a bunch of messages back and forth, he asked whether I have an underwear fetish. I said "yes." He asked me to show my collection, which I did, for he wanted to use them for a role-play thing. He requested me to bring along 2 pairs of briefs (one camo and one red), both pairs of jockstraps that I own (one Aussiebum, one Renoma) and a set of my PT kit to his place. (In hindsight, I don't even know whether it's even his place to start with.) I packed them in a plastic bag and headed for the address he gave me. I messaged him upon my arrival. After an extended silence, he asked me to put the bag at a pipe near the lift lobby on an upper level for him to collect, then head back down and wait for his next call to action. I obliged. Another extended silence and much waiting later, he messaged me to come up again - he had a body suit waiting for me. I came up to see a plastic bag with a green fabric in it, in place of the bag I left at the exact same spot. The next message came, requesting me to put it on and wait for his next message. I proceeded to a nearby toilet cubicle. I took the fabric out of the bag - it turns out to be a Borat-style, neon-green mankini. It was traumatizing - not only was it one of the ugliest things I have ever seen, it did it not fit me well. But above all, the 2 most unsatisfying things about it was that 1) this was something I would never wear on a regular basis; and 2) I was exceptionally not turned on by this heinous piece of garbage. I bet it was dirt cheap too. But I still put it on (under my clothes) anyway, in the prospect of getting lucky with my mysterious hookup-turned-scammer. Which brings me to what he had the audacity to do next: not long after, he sends a message (all this was on dudesnude, by the way) saying that his mother and maid came home suddenly because his mother forgot his medication. Thus, the hookup was suddenly not possible. This message alone was the major and only red flag I needed to get my brain into full-gear - "Wait, why so sudden? What about the hookup? Then if it's not happening, I need my stuff back." I dropped him a message asking for my stuff back. Waited around. No response. A few minutes later, I dropped him another one asking the same thing. Waited around again. Still no answer. Then it hit me: this was a trade I never asked for. I sent a final message telling him that this was an unsolicited trade and I needed my stuff back. Waiting a while more. No response, no surprise. It was close to dinner time and I was famished after the whole ordeal. I grabbed my early dinner, still unable to believe that I had about $50 worth of gear that I bought with my hard-earned money - only to lose them in a sham with the prospect of a good time. The red briefs that you see in my display picture? I lost them to this. But if I needed to dress up as Asian Borat for Halloween, I am very much covered. POST-SCRIPT: Now, some of you may jump on this and proclaim things like "You're too naive to fall for scams like this!" or "You're just painting yourself as the victim!" To that I say: I agree. I was too stupid for falling for such a simple, yet atrocious thing that tons of people - the young to the elderly, men and women - can encounter on a similar scale. As for what this creep is/will be doing with my gear (and maybe some others that he gained for free), I'm not sure. But I'd like to imagine him rolling around in a bed full of stolen underwear, reveling in how smart he thinks he is, when in reality, he's just a miserable troll who takes advantage of others' pursuit of pleasure for his own gain. I don't plan to re-visit this case in my head anytime soon, but I am putting this on here to serve as a warning to you guys out there that this can happen to anyone. So be careful out there.