Sexual objectification of the human male is fun and sexy, and let’s remind ourselves, men have been doing it to women for quite some time. Size does matter, and the men know it. They present it, seek out methods to enhance it, and relish in the fact that folks are looking. A bulging crotch presented in full glory is what’s sexy this week.
Bulging crotches that press up against the trappings of the coverings that conceal them are admired by all that are brave enough to admit to staring at them. Sitting at crotch height gives the perfect vantage point for getting a full on good look. Fantasies of size, shape, colour, girth, over take us all in our dirty little imaginings.
Cut or uncut, pierced, tattooed, decorated to the owner’s specifications. Is it a semi that makes it bulge, is it naturally that size soft, is it a cock ring, or padded? Yes padded, better yet packing! Delightful dreaming of what lies beneath concealed. Dreams of unleashing the beast from within, the beast of the male presentation of masculinity worn up and out there, just like memories of the playtex bra that lifted, supported, and 
separated. Women know the power of the breast, and the men are finally getting it with the power of the bulge.
Does it hang to the right, softly to the right, or straight down the middle? Pointed, full and meaty, skinny and long? Wild and woolly, trimmed and neat, shorn close cropped, or shaved soft and smooth? Balls that are tight close, free without to much swing, or seriously low hanging?
Tighty whiteys, thongs, briefs, boxer briefs, long line athletics? Underwear with a built in cock ring, a pouch to support the goods up and forward, away from the thighs, sliver thread inserts to draw away moisture for those athletically inclined.
The smell, the touch, the look, the taste, the sound. Do it! Blatantly stare, make it obvious, and the men uncomfortable, or not.
Now isn’t that fun? To objectify a man, a man’s crotch?
