Checking him out (package)

As much I could and can look of a fat bulge of strangers and etc...after I saw my bf making huge hard, spectacular tents in his swet pants...before my own eyes ...:eek: the look of his package 'beats' anyone I can find in public places...and I can freely grab it and just enjoy it...what is great.:wink:

Than lately I'm not paying much attention to packages and must be something really really expectional to grab my attention...
 
used to get lots of women giving my package the once over! Including most of my X girl friends before we got together. However, i stopped dressing with Jeans that were cut to show my package after seeing my mother looking and also one of my friends asking me to stop showing my shlong; neither a joke, seriously!!

Now i do a good job of making it quite unoticable... but having read this thread and seeing some girls like to check the package out.. i might revert to my old ways ;) .... also i have been wearing a type of Diesel Jean which are a great for around the ass... but poor for the package.. ohh well can't have it all
 
If you DO catch a weenie watcher in the act and it seems like the appropriate venue (bar, club, church, etc.) don't forget the best possible pick up line that you can use in such a situation:

"Excuse me, but do you work for UPS? I noticed you were checking my package".
 
If you DO catch a weenie watcher in the act and it seems like the appropriate venue (bar, club, church, etc.) don't forget the best possible pick up line that you can use in such a situation:

"Excuse me, but do you work for UPS? I noticed you were checking my package".

Excellent ideia..and it can be use for breasts too!!! :wink: :biggrin1:

"Excuse me, but do you work for UPS? I noticed you were checking my packages". :flirt: :confused:
 
I really try not to, but sometimes it is hard!
 
Funny thing is I find I can't really tell what a guy's packing until I see it hard. Sometimes it's the little ones that really grow!

There's a phrase something to the effect that a guy can be a "grower, not a shower".

For special occasions I sometimes wear a cock ring, which kind of pushes my package out, to improve my "show". I think of it as sort of a male enhancement similar to the push-up bra for women. I enjoy watching for the extra looks that it attracts, and the extra awareness it gives me. And I don't consider it false advertising, since while I'm not exactly really small when flacid, I'm a bit above average in size and definitely on the large side in girth when erect.


FF
 
When I moved to the UK a several years ago, I was surprised at the amount of sexual banter and tension in our office. Having had most of that choked out of me at sexual harrassment training in the US, I really wasn't quick to join in. One thing was clear, my secretary, Clare, was a gawker. It wasn't so much a bulge, but she used to stare at the outline of my cock hanging under my dress slacks. Finally, one day, I was giving her some instruction and I looked down to see her staring at my cock. I interjected, "Hey, Clare, up here." And pointed to my face. She turned bright red and got out a meek "Oh, sorry." The rest of the day when I walked by, the girl next to her would look at Claire and giggle.

The only other time this sort of thing came up in the workplace was one time when a group of us was talking about going to the gym, etc. Several of the people we talking about where they go, why they choose the time they do, etc. One of the guys, who actually was more the office gossip than any of the girls, chimed in that he didn't like to go because he really didn't like the whole locker room thing. When I said I really didn't mind it, he replied, "Yeah, but I'm not hung like some sort of farm animal." The group "whooped" for a minute and this time I turned bright red.
 
When I moved to the UK a several years ago, I was surprised at the amount of sexual banter and tension in our office. Having had most of that choked out of me at sexual harrassment training in the US, I really wasn't quick to join in. One thing was clear, my secretary, Clare, was a gawker. It wasn't so much a bulge, but she used to stare at the outline of my cock hanging under my dress slacks. Finally, one day, I was giving her some instruction and I looked down to see her staring at my cock. I interjected, "Hey, Clare, up here." And pointed to my face. She turned bright red and got out a meek "Oh, sorry." The rest of the day when I walked by, the girl next to her would look at Claire and giggle.

The only other time this sort of thing came up in the workplace was one time when a group of us was talking about going to the gym, etc. Several of the people we talking about where they go, why they choose the time they do, etc. One of the guys, who actually was more the office gossip than any of the girls, chimed in that he didn't like to go because he really didn't like the whole locker room thing. When I said I really didn't mind it, he replied, "Yeah, but I'm not hung like some sort of farm animal." The group "whooped" for a minute and this time I turned bright red.

HOT
 
I think they notice when we are busy checking them out, but I really don't think they mind, at least not the guys who have caught me looking. Sometimes I get embarassed when I get caught, but mostly I just smile.