LPSG is noted for its "hot" threads, but this urinal sub-culture one has reached the sizzling point -- going by the bulge in my pants!
I recall the "gentlemen's" room at "Swinging Richards" in Atlanta. For a break from watching the exotic male dancers, one may visit these facilities. It's divided into two areas with a wide opening between and a mirrored wall appropriately placed for viewing from the urinals on the side where you just happen to have your tool hanging. If five or six are standing at their urinals on the other side of the wall where you are, comparisons are free for mirror viewing.
The last time I visited, one of the dancers came in and glanced at my cock as he went through the opening to the other room. Taking the urinal directly across from the mirror, he proceeded to open his fly, reach in and pull out his magnificant rod. Our eyes caught in the mirror and he gave me a big, broad smile as his dick began to harden. Since my erection was already begging for attention, we demonstrated our masturbatory techniques to each other. The size of his erected cock? -- a 9.5 or so with a beer can thickness. I fully understood why he enjoyed my looking in bewilderment and admiration.
Excuse me now, I've gotta take care of this bulge.
