Grin And Wear It!

The uncomfortable thought of going commando with my cock down one pant leg and my nut sack, well, who knows? With all the possible chafing and such...

Then a wadded up pair of panties in my pocket... that won't draw attention. "Yeah right you idiot. Just put 'em on, get dressed and go." I thought.

As I pulled them up, my dick was hard again, proudly standing at attention with the pressed bow on the front of the waist band just above it's base and my scrotum resting against the nylon material.

I slipped on my jeans, pulled my tee shirt down to perhaps unsuccessfully try and conceal the status of my arousal and I walked home.

There was something about the way these underwear felt with the type of material, the cut, the tiny loops decorating all the narrow elastic edges, the bow, the color, the taboo of being male in a garment designed for females and whatever else was going on in my head. By the time I got home I guess I could say that I was hooked and needed more.