Well, well, well, look what we got here. Straight men in lingerie, you say? Land sakes, that’s a new one on me! Back in my day, men wore their long johns, and that was that. But I reckon times are a-changin’. So these fellas, they like to wear them lacy things, huh?
Now, I ain’t one to judge. My old man, bless his soul, he had his quirks. Used to wear my red scarf in the winter. Said it kept his neck warmer. Maybe these fellas, these straight men, maybe they just like the feel of it. Like a soft, silky hug, I suppose.
Some folks say it’s a “fetish.” Now that’s a fancy word. Sounds kinda dirty to me. But hey, if it gets your motor runnin’, who am I to say it’s wrong? Just like some folks like apple pie, and others like peach cobbler. Different strokes for different folks, I always say. And if a man wants to wear some lingerie, even if he is straight, well, as long as he ain’t hurtin’ nobody, I guess it’s his business.
They got all sorts of these things nowadays. Hollow out garter somethin’ or other, sets, whatever that means. Sounds complicated. I just wear my old cotton nightgown. Comfortable, that’s what matters. But these young’uns, they like all that fancy stuff. Makes ’em feel good, I reckon. And ain’t nothin’ wrong with feelin’ good, is there? Even for straight men in lingerie.
Some people, they get all riled up about it. Say it ain’t manly. Say these straight men wearing lingerie, they ain’t real men. Well, I say, what’s a real man anyway? Is it someone who can chop a cord of wood? Or someone who can cry at a sad movie? I think a real man is someone who’s true to himself, no matter what he’s wearin’. Even if it’s a lacy little somethin’ underneath his overalls.
I heard some men say they like wearing these lady things, and that’s okay. Everyone likes different things, right? Like how I like my coffee strong enough to stand a spoon up in, and my neighbor likes hers weak as dishwater. Doesn’t make one of us better than the other. Just different. Same goes for these straight men and their lingerie.
They even have some things for men that they used to call drawers. It’s just underpants that are tight and don’t go down your legs. Cover your backside and your, well, you know. And some fella was on a website with men and ladies with no real bodies. He says he only does that kind of thing. But he likes that lingerie stuff.
- Some fellas like that silky stuff.
- Makes ’em feel good, I suppose.
- Different strokes for different folks.
- Long as they ain’t hurtin’ nobody.
- What’s a real man anyway?
- True to himself, that’s what matters.
You know, I remember this one time, back when I was a young gal, there was this fella, lived down the road. Strong as an ox, he was. Worked on the railroad. Toughest man you ever saw. But one day, I saw him through his window. He had a women cloth. And it was some of them lady things on his body. I never said nothin’ to nobody, but it just goes to show, you never really know what’s goin’ on inside someone’s heart, or under their clothes, or if they are straight men in lingerie.
So, these straight men in lingerie, maybe they’re onto somethin’. Maybe it’s about more than just the clothes. Maybe it’s about feelin’ comfortable in your own skin, no matter what you’re wearin’. Or maybe it’s just about likin’ the way silk feels against your legs. Who knows?
I reckon it don’t really matter why they do it. What matters is that they’re happy. And if a little bit of lace makes a man happy, well, then I say, more power to him. It takes all kinds to make a world, don’t it? And that includes straight men who like to wear lingerie.
And that guy who likes lingerie and was on that website with the men and the lady-boys. Well, I hope he’s happy. Everyone deserves to be happy, right? Even if they like things that other folks think are a little strange. He’s not hurting anyone, so I say, let him be. We should all just try to be kind to each other, no matter what we like or what we wear.
Life’s too short to be worryin’ about what other folks are wearin’ under their clothes. We should all just focus on bein’ good people and bein’ happy. And if that means wearin’ lingerie, even if you’re a straight man, well, then so be it. I ain’t gonna judge. I’m just gonna keep on drinkin’ my strong coffee and mindin’ my own business. And you should too.
