TBWCYL Day 319 - Suburban Commando

I didn't wear underwear yesterday. Ewwww. I went commando all day and it was kind of weird.

My day started with a trip to the gym before showering. I didn't start commando until after my shower because I didn't want my ripe ass to get sweaty and not have boxers on. It would have just been cruel to take my swamp ass and sit on a crunch machine, every crunch spreading my cheeks and letting stink permeate the leather seat.

After showering I made a decision to wear shorts because if I wore jeans I would have ended up with chafing on the end of my peter. I don't think girls are aware of this but a pair of blue jeans rub oddly against a naked phallus and it causes the pee slit to redden and become uncomfortable. Cloth shorts do not cause this.

All day I avoided strenuous activity for fear of sweating and causing a wet spot to appear on my shorts. I did venture out to Best Buy for a few minutes but aside from that, I spent the majority of my day sitting in my chair. I was highly aware of my body during this time.

When I went to pee I was extra careful to shake vigorously as to not have a pee spot when I tucked back in. I was also more aware of zippers but no harm came to me and for that I am thankful.

I ended the night by sleeping naked, which is something I never do. As silly as it may sound, I am always afraid I will wet the bed if I sleep naked. I worry that since I pull my penis out of my shorts to pee, that the penis expects that if it is outside of clothing it has free reign to pee when it wants to. I haven't had an accident yet but I live in mortal terror that one day I will. I fear the day when he becomes self aware.

Now I'm freeeeeeeee!!!!!! Free ballin'!

That is all,

Newt