I can’t understand why thongs are such the rage these days. I know they’re sexy and all that, but to me wearing a thong is little more than dental floss for your A-hole. I mean if you really want to show off your butt without pantie lines, why don’t you just kinda hang loose as we men would say.
Men wear drawers, be they hangers or jockeys, for one reason and one reason only, and that is to avoid embarrassing yellow stains on the front of one’s pants and brown streaks in the
rear back. Be it due to inadequate or hurried lily dew removal, or a hasty number two clean up, underwear serve more of an absorbent rather than supportive function for me.
I personally am a boxer short of guy. But I look forward to the day when I will have come full circle, leave the middle-man behind, and move on to adult diapers. “Hansi, how can you say that?” Well it works for my 2½ year old grandson. That little guy isn’t having to get up during his two hour nap to pee; nor stop from one moment of having fun to take care of business as his older brother does. The sweet innocence of youth. The Little Liar even denies it when it’s obvious to one and all that he’s carrying a load down there.
How about you? Do you have any
fetishes stories about underwear that you’ve been waiting to share? Maybe something featuring dingle-berries??