By Zach M., March 2007
I took up running a while ago and when winter came, I decided to join a gym that has an inside running track so that I could continue to get exercise while still wearing my favorite running shorts. I was worried that I might get bored quickly with running in a circle and that it would end up being a waste of money. However, I have remained motivated throughout the winter and I realized that I should have done this years ago.
It's a special feeling to get out of the house and feel the cold winter knowing that I'm about to get to a gym where I'll be half naked and most probably the person wearing the shortest shorts in the building. On a typical day, I will see three or four girls wearing appropriately short shorts, and maybe one of them will have shorts as short as mine. Very few guys wear short shorts of course, but there are a few regulars who do. They are either gray-haired men or younger, rather gay-looking guys. I seem to be the only straight guy under 40 who wears short running shorts, and I don't mind that. Some people in that gym probably assume I'm gay, but I don't care. I'm probably wrong about some of the gay-looking guys anyway... I'm convinced that many straight men secretly envy me for having the courage to wear audaciously naughty shorts in public. I'll bet they wear them at home in secret.
I wonder if people think I'm horny because I wear flimsy shorts, or if they think I wear flimsy shorts because I'm horny. It may be a bit of both, but actually it's not really about sex for me. I'm often aroused because of my shorts, but it's a kind of mysterious and pleasurable feeling that goes back to my childhood. Among the guys who wear short shorts at that gym, some even wear them with a much higher split than mine. Maybe they make me look less horny in comparison, and that's fine with me... I wouldn't be surprised if some people have taken to refer to me as the "short shorts guy."
I love it when a woman is generous enough to come to the gym in nicely short shorts. It gives me a boost of energy to keep on running on the track, so that I can take a look at her at every lap... I'm very careful however to be discrete because it's crucial to avoid creeping out women. At the same time, I regularly notice women taking a look at my crotch. When I'm aroused, they may be looking at my bulge, but they also look when I'm not aroused, so I suppose the shortness of my shorts catches their attention. Some of my brighter-colored shorts tend to make v-shaped folds in the front in a way that seems to draw some attention. This exchange of looks makes me feel good about myself, and I hope these women understand that I am merely admiring them.
Update (Nov. 07): today was a great day at the gym... There is a woman I see often running on a treadmill who usually wears cute shorts that are pretty short, but today she was wearing shorts that I hadn't seen on her before. They were the shortest shorts I have seen her wear, and it really gave me a boost... I was quite filled with energy during my run, and after I stopped and walked around the gym, I found myself unable to refrain from feeling my shorts. I happened to be wearing my loosest nylon tricot shorts, and I just ended up stretching in front of a mirror to enjoy the sight of my arousing shorts. Afterwards, I left the gym and on the way to the locker room, I couldn't help but pull at the hem of my shorts outwards to enjoy how short and loose they are. I might have been noticed, but I already assume that the regulars consider me as obsessed with sexy shorts.
The session at the gym had started on a startling note when the first thing I saw after coming in the door was a cute girl who immediately stared at the bulge in the front of my shorts. I had the reflex of looking down at my shorts and could see that the bulge was a bit too big compared to what I usually allow myself to show. I was wearing my shorts two inches lower than normal (for me) because I wait for when I'm in the gym to pull them up to my butt cheeks. Oh well, it only lasted a moment and I fixed the situation by pulling up my shorts high enough that they constrained my bulge somewhat. As soon as I came home that evening after work, I took off my pants and slid on those same shorts and had a very happy time...