User:Speedo113

WHats up

for those who don't know me, i'm a guy who routinely wears thong panties. I have an assortment of thong panties in my closet, and that's all i wear. i get most of my panties from the womens department in Wal-Mart.

THings i don't like

1) people who assume thongs are for gay guys

2) Baggy boxors

3) people who expect me to wear clothes in my own house

4) Beaches that don't allow thong swimwear

when i'm at home, i just walk around in my thong. To some, that might be gay, but they are actually pretty comfy. i've worn thongs since i was six years old, and i have never worn boxors or even briefs since then. even when i go to a beach resort for vacations, i wear thong panties or swimwear.

When i was in high school, i got a job as a lifeguard at a local pool. We were issued a shirt, and red speedo or a red thong with LIFEGUARD printed on the back. I think i was the only lifeguard who wore the thong.

I remember one night after work, i headed to a local 24-hr Wal Mart to pick some panties up. I didn't even bother changing out of my lifeguard thong or putting a shirt on. when i walked in, nobody really bothered me, just some of the guys gave me the occasional weird look. One lady there actually walked behind me and slipped a peice of paper with her phone number on it into the waistband of my thong, then slapped my buttcheek and walked away. More on her later. So anyways, i was walking though the store, and i went to the women's panties section, because that's where i get most of my underwear, and i accidentally knocked one of the thongs off of the display. i crouched to pick it up, and when i stood back up, the waistband of my thong snagged on a shelf and slipped off. i hope nobody saw that beacause it exposed everything! probably my most embarrasing moment. The rest of the night passed uneventfully, as i bought my panties and left.

so i graduated high school and left for college, still wearing my g strings ( i never quite grew out of wearing women's panties, even to today). the college was out of state, so i had to kiss my mom goodbye, and she reminded me to pack clean panties and pay attention to my studies.

That end's my life story. Here's my veiws on life:

1) All underwear is sized wrong. i can never find anything that fits. i'll buy a medium thong with the right size waist, but the pouch is always too small. Many times, i have been on a beach, walking out of the water, only to realize my peter has popped clean from the pouch ( at 10 inches soft, it's hard to contain). And don't even start about getting even a little excited. Especially at the beach. Where i go, there are a lot of fine girls, most of them topless, and a few swim nude. So if i start to get a little happy, BAM! and i'm trying to cover up a 14 inch willie, skicking staight out in front of me. Don't get me wrong, some of my friends have it way worse. But i really would like something that could hold all of my junk.