One of my favorite things about working in New York City is when the weather starts getting warmer, the guys breakout their mesh shorts.
With the vast quantity of all types of men walking the street of Manhattan, it's inevitable that during my walk from the train to the office I will catch more than one glimpse of a guy strolling through Midtown with either a noticeable bulge or swinging from side to side.
I always wonder if these guys know that they are showing or if they are blissfully unaware of how hot a treat this is for guys like me.
With the vast quantity of all types of men walking the street of Manhattan, it's inevitable that during my walk from the train to the office I will catch more than one glimpse of a guy strolling through Midtown with either a noticeable bulge or swinging from side to side.
I always wonder if these guys know that they are showing or if they are blissfully unaware of how hot a treat this is for guys like me.