So, when I went to that leather event, where I had some dirty dirty sex, I also hit the vendor mart.
Leather is great, but pretty pricey, and how many times can I wear chaps and what would I really do with paddle and whips? I mean - really? You add up all the time you use it over the years and wood / leather to skin, you're still looking at 60 minutes (not counting the in between swats) of use. That's a lot per hit.
Whether they're all good or not, I already have a harness, vest, pants and gloves. I might be able to use a good pair of boots or something, but I wasn't looking to spend a few hundred dollars while I was really there to get laid.
But I have seen things from Ft. Troff or Nasty Pig that I thought I wanted. Briefs with something missing. They are more substantial than jockstraps and well, I have a half a dozen of those anyways.
I did find what I was looking for, but I can't say they represented well in real life as they do on a website. Hell -- what the fuck does?
However, next to those I found something similar but what I consider much better. Longer type under the uniform football pants.....
....with something missing.....
Now, I did try them on at the vendor fair. There are no true dressing rooms, only a screen one might buy at Pier 1 in a corner. The Shop Keep took me there and did his business. I slipped off my 501s and put on the undergarment. I liked the fit and he said they looked good, but if I wanted a mirror, there was one on the other side of the room.
Modesty was out the door at this point, so I walked across the room and looked. If anyone noticed, they said nothing - no hoots, no hollers, but no boos or retching either, so all seemed well.
I went to go change out of them and the shop keep was back near there. I took off the pants and that is when he saw what I was packing up front.
I know I have big nuts, I've been told this repeatedly. The thick chrome cockring that went around that and my shaft accentuated that I already was sporting. He took note.
The man was not my type. More effeminate than I'd like, but not girly. He asked if he could feel them. I said nothing, but took a stance for him to get a feel. He felt them.....for a bit. I'd be lying if I said my cock didn't start to respond - but it was mostly due to the environment where it was happening than the man himself.
Then he felt the shaft for good measure. I finished dressing.
When I checked out, he gave me 20% off on the item. Hey, it was $8 !!! Worth a feel.
Another guy checking out asked why I got 20% off. I probably should have kept my mouth shut, but I said, "because I let him feel me up".