Certainly, this event was not my first but it is the most recent and the only one that I was actually with another guy while wearing my new white silky lace panties. I am not a cross-dresser. I am a bisexual male that likes silky lace soft panties on my cock and ass. Oh yes, I still like the female form with soft subtle breasts, round full ass and a wet pussy but I like a well-shaped cock too.
I had seen this guy walking in the mall and we had exchanged glances. I am a straight looking and acting man so no one knows my dark-side. I saw him go into a restaurant-bar connected with the mall. Nervously, I walked in and sat down a couple of bar stools away from him. I did not want to say something stupid like a pickup line, so I ordered a beer and started talking to him about what was on the big screen - football. You know, who was playing and how the QB could not hit his receivers. After a couple of beers, I asked if he lived and worked in the city.
"I live on the other side of town."
"My name is Ricky," I said.
"Hi Ricky, I am called Horse."
Thinking that Horse is an unusual name, I asked if that was a real name or nickname.
"That is what everyone calls me."
Well I had to ask why.
"The women and guys call me that because of the size of my cock."
Oh my god! I nearly fell out in the floor. Now I am thinking I have to see this. Somehow, I had a sense that this guy goes both ways like me.