If I asked my (nonexistent) partner to wear women's panties, he'd say no and I'd probably get a look and/or a smack on the ass. That's just the type of guy I tend to date these days.
I do remember, however, when I was 17 and seeing this little punk/metalhead. He grabbed one of my thongs, put it on backwards, and ran out of the bedroom naked, save for my underwear. He then pulled the ass-floss tightly down the center of his balls and squeezed their base. He ran up to his friends and shouted "monkey brains!", showed everyone, and then gave my underwear back to me.
It only sticks out because I was so put off by the whole thing. It was an unattractive event-- one of several.
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