Most men (admittaly or not) oogle womens figures constantly. Ladies, do you ever drop those eyes below the belt line to see if anything is showing??
Mostly I check out the eyes and the shoulder’s, chest, and arms (I like a nice, big, solid, upper body).
Below the belt is just not something I’m interested in lookswise, you know, insofar as just ogling the man on the street. Besides, so there’s a bulge, so what. It’s not as if you can see what the aesthetics of his “member” are just by seeing the bulge.
Now, if and when a man and I start dating, I’ll try to figure out what the ummm, err, package contains, I’d like to be sure it’s adequate before I unveil.
Even though I’m Gay I still look. At the package… no, but at the face. Bums do get a mention though. Unfortunetly most men don’t wear pants or jeans that are flattering to their behind. They’re either too baggy, too low down (let’s not even talk about the boxer shorts showing through the top stupidity) or too high up.
The only time I would look is if it was unusually large, in a freaky way!
The eyes and smile win it hands down over a package anyday.
I agree, but I do need to add that it’s the face, in general, that I check out, particularly lips and chin. I hate beards 'cause you can’t see the shape of his chin. So, it is there that I linger, call me an innocent.
I admit it.
I’m a package checker.
Granted, it’s not the first thing I look at, because eyes, a nice smile, and clean hands are very important.
But I still check.
Especially when the guy can fill out a pair of Levi 501’s juuuust right.
I used to drive my girlfriends crazy with this. All you gotta do is announce “Didja ever notice that once you start looking at crotches, you just can’t stop?” and then watch as they all try to not look.
But I don’t usually crotch or butt watch.
I’m much more likely to check out a guy’s face, upper body, or ass than I am to ogle his package. Like CanvasShoes said, you can’t really tell much by looking at a clothed bulge.
as a bi girl i find myself doing a rather odd double standard.
on guys i check out there face first, then there hands, i rarely look at their groin. … on girls its breast, arse and then if they measure up, the face last of all.
Hands.
Eyes, smile, forearms, bums. In that order.
But I usually only oggle if there’s something spectularly attractive about the man.
So it’s just me that does the up-down thing?
You know, catch their eye, and look all the way down to their feet, and then back up again, smiling if you like what you see?
It works pretty well as a chat-up substitute.
Although, not being free and single, I’m now reduced to surreptitious glances.
his is why sunglasses can be very handy, even if it’s not terribly sunny.
Usually I don’t check out anything below the waist, unless I’ve already decided I have the hots for a guy (which requires having at least one actual conversation with him, at a minimum. If a guy is dumb or has no sense of humor, I’m not going to be attracted to him, no matter what a fine physical specimen of manhood he is). Eyes, smile, and cheekbones are first.
But sometimes a guy will have a really standout feature that isn’t on my usual checklist. I remember being on the train one morning on the way to work, sitting down, and there was a guy standing next to my seat gripping the hand thingie on the seat on front of me for balance. He had the most *amazing[/]i] hands. If it hadn’t been pre-caffeine, and if I weren’t in general so damn chicken about attempting casual pickups, I defnitely would have tried to make conversation with him. (My sister got all the family extroverted genes.)
But no, I almost never check out a guy’s package unless I’m already considering having my way with him, which is all too rare in any case.
Only in moments of sheer perversion.
Generally speaking, I look at arms, hands, maybe ass. The face comes first of course, but I’d have to say the crotch area is last.
I cant help it, I do. The guys I usually talk to in the office come to my cubicle. I hate to stand, I wear 4 inch heels and my chair is low so…
their crotch is generally in my line of sight.
I really cant make anything out, and I’m very much aware if I have lingered for far too long.
Do guys care?
Probably not. Especially if they’re guilty of ‘staring’ (I know I am 
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I do now. God, I lack all those things you ladies say you look for.
I honestly can’t think of a time I looked at a man’s crotch to try and guess what was underneath…
Face and when he turns to leave, the butt. 
Of course, all of this requires that the man is well kept, and I do check hands. I saw this guy once, dressed in a nice suit (err…except for the fact that it was banana yellow), with a nice dress shirt underneath and long hair, neatly pulled back into a ponytail and combed just so. I looked down at his hands (as he was next to me at the salon counter) and saw the most FILTHY vile long fingernails ever. ~shudders~ Errmm…what? That wasn’t the question? Sorry, ignore my lil outburst and continue.
~J
I’m straight, (well, pretty straight), and I check out other girls all the time. I probably stare worse than some guys. (Hijack-The other day, I accidentily wound up checking out myself out in a mirror that I thought was another room in the lobby of a restuaraunt. Very odd).
As for guys, though, I’ll certainly look at the total picture, but the only reason I’d zone in on the crotch of a guy’s pants is if it looked as though there was something frighteningly wrong with his penis. Something so frighteningly wrong that it was visible across the room and immediately evoked strong feelings of sympathy and intrigue.
I don’t look at crotches unless something extremely obvious is going on down there- really tight pants or Og forbid too-loose, too-short bathing trunks. (Yes, I know some would say this is a good thing, but flaccid “pool penis” does nothing for me.) When I do notice, I try hard not to look, because I think its rude to stare.
I have been known to look over-long at a guy with really gorgeous eyes or hair. An incredible stomach is hard not to look at as well.
I’ve also noticed that, since I’ve been married, I don’t even notice a guy unless he’s truly stunning. Must be some cave-woman “already mated” thing.
Clothed crotches don’t do it for me. Face, hands, butt, and legs, oh, yeah, I check 'em out. Man, I love a good pair of “soccer legs.”