Voila! Nothing Underneath

Today I have gone commando. Beneath my finely tailored pants you'll find no underwear, neither boxers nor briefs, just my manhood free and clear of cotton encumbrance. My shaven huevos rub alternately against the light wool of my pants and my thighs, creating a delightful contrast of sensation, a bit scratchy then smooth, cool then warm. I love it.

I find myself making excuses to walk around, increasing the sensation to a dangeruous point where my arousal would become obvious. I also wonder who else may be undergarment-less today and sharing the freedom I feel. I would ask, but surely that would be in the realm of sexual harassment.

So I keep my secret and wonder about others, smug and secure in the hidden knowledge.


M. PotPie