The mainstream image of women implies that they are attracted to the spiritual gifts of a man and that his body is of secondary importance to seduction.
The visual contact that makes the two sexes attractive from afar has no identification code of intellectual superiority. On the contrary, during the first contact from afar, recognition takes place with signals that decode the healthy as beautiful.
Today's woman is stimulated by image and not spirit. Modern advertising promotes in exactly the same way the naked male and female body.
Psychologically, a woman's - who has a father figure - position for the stronger sex is the same as the position of the man who has the respective mother figure. The woman-standard of sexual desire is the first woman in the boy's life, that is the mother.
Regarding the erotic spots on the body of the other sex, women report approximately the same order as men. Namely, women look at the glutes, back, legs, sternum, genitals and particularly the phallus. Men also look at the glutes, back, legs and breast.
In male groups, we hear words that describe woman as a pleasure instrument with all the variants of porn and popular language, but also in female groups men are not described as Knights of the Nine Revelation but as phallic symbols and body types. Male listeners of such a conversation would be left amazed by the common language that describes their erotic image.
Of course, the academic trend of labeling men as objectifying women is false. Men and women do it. There is no reason to refrain from the objectification either because it is a primal instinct.
It is only when that objectification becomes a fixation that there is an issue. That's why people watch porn. It becomes a fixation/obsession and the part consumes the whole.
Edit: I've also had a bulge like that except it's been really really too hard!
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The stares that I've received are funny as hell. They will be walking past and immediately act like they are dropping their head to check their purse and stare at my phallus that is a little bit too hard. It's part of the reason why I stopped wearing skinny jeans, the too hard part not the staring part.