Classroom Beefcake and Bulges

Plains, February 2017

I don't stand behind a podium during my lectures; I walk up and down the aisles.  In a giant lecture hall, I walk more than 2 miles in an hour-long class.

Glancing down to ask students questions or see if they're paying attention, I see lots of bulges and tents, some crotch grabs, and occasional hands shoved into pockets to squeeze their junk.

What do you expect when you cram 50 testosterone-filled young men into stadium seats?







The guys wearing shorts, especially athletic shorts, are most prone to tenting.  Something about the silk texture and the friction.

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