You get to look at our boobs. We get to look at your junk. It's only fair. (Sometimes I wonder which of my male friends is the biggest. Girls talk about that occasionally.
It's at a place that's really obvious to glance at. You'll be talking to a girl, there would be some eye contact, you get embarrassed, you glance away. The issue is, you have to still be looking at them. The only way you can go is down. Realizing what you have done, you'll quickly look back up, back into her amused eyes.
Everything is equal. We look at tits, Y'all look at muscles. We all look at asses. You gaze at our bulge, our eyes wander to your cameltoe. Done and done.
-other boy's moms
much hurt