Dr. Clamp's™ for Men

"See!?" Chuck declared as he lifted his buckle and let his pants fall down.

"Chuck!" Lizzie blushed, while Tammi leaned towards him from the bench.

Not very noticeable at first because it was the same color as his skin, he was wearing a cup that bulged where he (impressively) bulged. What made it more titillating for his fans was that there was nothing wrapping around the sides. That gave it the threat/promise that the only thing keeping him from being nude would fall off! And let his dick (cock?) pop out!

"See! Dr. Clamp™ makes "Strong Thongs" for us guys, too!" He held up his hands proudly as he shuffled around, the pant legs around his calves, to give them the 360-view. "You'll see that it comes up through the buttcrack like a thong and comes out in a "Y" so "

"Chuck!" "Dad" of Dad's Cafe cried. "Enough! What if the health inspector comes in!?"

Lizzie's eyes were still held by Chuck's bulge, but Tammi looked at "Dad". Why had he just spoken up now? She saw that he had just looked up from having to clean up the sundae she had ordered. She was sure he had let it melt too much because he was looking to much at her naked body and Lizzie's exposed slit.

"Sorry, Dad!" Chuck said, reaching down for his pants.

"No!" a disappointed Lizzie said.

"Gender discrimination! It's alright for women to be naked here, but not guys?" Tammi coolly said, preparing for her strategic attack. "Or do you think that that women are naturally less of a health risk than their male counterparts?"

Caught, "Dad" turned red, tried to think of an answer. It was, "You sundae is on the house, Ms Smithers."

"And Ms Andrews's and Mr. Cooper's, too."

Grumbling, the man went to work making three sundaes.

"Chuck! You hear that!?" Lizzie smiled. "You don't have to put your pants on!"

Tammi quirked a smile. "Why don't you get naked, too, Chuck."

"We all will!" Lizzie said, fumbling to take off her shirt.