It's funny that I see this thread now, because I had a sighting this
For a late lunch, I stopped at a sidewalk cafe and took a seat at
one of the small 2 seater tables next to the large glass front
window. On the inside of the window there was a long eating
shelf running the full length of the window with stools instead
of chairs. This meant that those sitting at the window shelf
faced looking out to the street.
However, the shelf was high enough that those sitting at the
tables are unable to see the faces of those sitting on the stools,
and those sitting on the stools are unable to see the faces of
those sitting at the tables.
I immediately realized that those of us sitting at the tables, looked
right at the crotches or up the dresses of those sitting on the stools.
At first there was nothing to see that I was interested in, but then a
young man of about 20, wearing a pair of those very light, and thin,
nylon running shorts (light blue with a Columbia logo). They with the
kind with the split sides. He sat down on the stool that was about 3
feet from my face....just the glass window between us. He sat on the
front edge of the stool with his feet up on the second rung of the stool
with his legs spread eagle!
As I sat there eating my BLT and drinking my Sam Adams, I watched as
his soft, pink, fat, cut, big headed cock and large, low hanging, hairy balls slowly....and I mean slowly like in "slow motion"...found their way out and
down the left leg of his shorts, slowly unfolding down his huge thighs that
were covered with thick, black hair.....until his goodies were fully outside
and in full view. I couldn't believe that he was not aware of it happening,
but he was busy reading a chemistry text book and seemed completely
I sat there, with my shorts tenting like mad, oozing and mezmerized by
the sight. Then my waiter came to see if I wanted anything else (I guess
I had overstayed my welcome for only a BLT and beer) and he noticed
the sight himself. He smiled, and then went inside and whispered to the
guy who immediately tucked everythng back in place. The waiter, standing beind the guy, looked at me and with a smile shrugged his shoulders....like
"I'm sorry, but I had to do it"...
The young hunk left fairly quickly, staring at the floor and avoiding any eyes
of those outside. Since the show was over, I left too.
Well, it was nice while it lasted!!!!
A few years ago, I visited a friend in England whose partner was in the
British Army and played the bagpipes. I was invited to attend a concert
and then a party afterwards. I also attended the rehearsal before and
most of the guys were sitting around beforehand on the building steps. It was then that I noticed that none of them had on underwear.....and their goodies were all hanging out from under their kilts....Man, what a sight!!!
Big ones, little ones, low hangers, tighties......!!! Now I can't see a piper without thinking about what he has underneath.....LOL