There must be something about uncles. My mom's brother has freeballed for as long as I can remember. It was a commonly known fact. I remember an instance when he was asking my mom to patch up a hole in a pair of his pants, near the crotch, stating that "I don't want to fall out of 'em". Her response was, "Well, if you wore underwear it wouldn't matter." "Well, I don't." That was the end of it. We were all at his house on the lake one summer and he was sitting there in a pair of shorts, drinking a beer. I looked over and his balls were on full display. He doesn't know it, but he introduced me to freeballing. I took to it very well - love it!