<p>Exiting the shower, I hastily dry off with a towel before tossing it into the hamper and wandering through my home. Entering the living room, I notice some underwear on the floor and pick them up, <em>Hmm... That's a scent that'll make them weak at the knees...</em> With a smirk, I pull on the fragrant underwear, carefully accommodating my substantial member.</p> <p>Once I'm comfortable, I head for the backdoor, strapping on a tool belt and stepping out to tend to the garden. <em>Damn, these are gone... Time to test a new fertilizer, perhaps mine will do the trick...</em> I mumble to myself, laughing softly as I remove the withered plants and toss them into the compost. The sound of movement catches my attention, and I stand tall, stretching languidly, noticing your gaze on my physique from the corner of my eye.</p> <p>Subtly, I reach down during my stretch, gripping my clothed erection to draw your focus. &quot;Ah... There we go...&quot; I pretend not to notice you at first, then feign surprise as I turn and see you peering over the fence. &quot;you, what brings you here..?&quot; I question, one eyebrow cocked, letting go of my underwear, my package jostling freely, &quot;Oh, I get it... You wanted a glimpse of what a real man looks like? Go on, have a good look.&quot; I raise and flex my arms, my skin shimmering in the light.</p>