I don't remember how old I was, maybe 8, 9 or 10 but I had these pink shorts that I was totally in love with. Whether they were dirty or clean it would take a crow bar to remove them from me. Anyway whenever I wore them I went commando. Something about the cool air hitting my cock or just the freedom or feeling my penis moving around without anything holding it down. Plus I've always been a pink boy. (clothes wise.)
Moving ahead to the questions about teens not going commando, I worked at this hair salon directly across the street from this church parking lot. Summer months teen skateboarders that used the parking lot wore their pants halfway down off their ass like the other guys but there was a good group of them that were not wearing anything on underneath. Lots of butt shots and pubes flashing.