What to wear?

[sebbie]

Bill and Joe just barely got back from the sporting goods store to get to their 4:30 classes. Both of them did make it to class, but if the truth be known, they were lucky that nothing that critical happened during the classes.

Joe’s mind, in particular, was way off somewhere else. As a young teenager, he had always wondered how he would look and what it would feel like to wear a skimpy diver’s style swimsuit, and now with the new maroon Solar brief, he was going to be able to find out maybe shortly after he got back to the dorm room from the class, a class that somehow seemed to drag on and on.

“Professors must thoroughly enjoy listening to their own voice drone on and on”, Joe thought. Joe wasn’t 100 percent certain what the professor teaching the class was even talking about, something about evidence of sexism in early Middle East literature. The topic seemed light-years away from what Joe was in college to do.

One of the hurdles in getting a college degree is that as freshen, you generally get tossed into a University studies program, which frequently requires students to take courses a long ways away from their intended major. What does Middle Eastern literature have to do with getting a technical degree, anyway?

Joe was thinking about this, and how boring this class had become, but he was also wondering about something else. Oddly enough, he could feel a growing wet spot at the tip of his penis on his cotton briefs. This wasn’t noticeable on his jeans, but obviously, Joe wasn’t only thinking about Middle Eastern literature today. The trip to the sporting goods store and what he had just purchased was going around in his mind over and over, not only the maroon Solar brief, but the compression shorts and tee, and the strap he had purchased with no less than two different hard cups, and one of those looked really, really small and snug. Joe was thinking about whether he was ever going to be able to fit his body and Joe’s penis was responding in its own inimitable way, informing Joe of what it thought about all those snug-fitting clothing choices Joe had made in the guise of just needing gym clothes for workouts at the student gym.

Meanwhile, in another class, Bill was not doing a whole lot better. That class was a little more interesting and less dull, but not by much. Bill worried that maybe he had told Joe too much about what he was doing and what had happened to him in bed at night, and that Joe might have second thought about being so cool with everything he now knew about Bill. Still, Bill knew that joe and bill had hit it off quite well as dorm roommates from day one. They both were focused on getting a college degree and then a well-paying job. If nothing else, that shared goal bonded Bill and Joe.

Bill’s bigger concern (or was it a worry?) was that he had never worn a swim brief in his entire life, and he had just purchased himself an, err, rather skimpy one. Bill wondered how his body was going to react to this new “situation”. Bill was actually a little bigger down there than Joe, (although not by that much) and Bill suddenly started to worry whether everything would fit the way it should. Maybe Bill would just look silly. And how was he going to position himself if he did get the suit on OK? How would the material in the suit feel coming in direct contact with the extra sensitive underside of Bill’s penis? Would Bill laugh at how he looked in the mirror? Bill’s penis was starting to send a response to all these thoughts too, which started as what could only be described as a gentle tension or tightening that he could clearly feel. Not an erection, mind you, but that odd feeling that guys sometimes get where they start to think that an erection could be imminent. Thankfully, guys can often go along in that stage for significant periods, but what would happen as Bill contemplated the reality of actually getting into the skimpy suit? Bill had no clue, save the damp spot he was now sensing too at the very tip of his penis.

BBBRRRINNNNGG!!! Classes were over, and Bill and Joe were headed back to the dorm room.

…….To be continued

[sebbie]

At this point, Bill and Joe both faced somewhat of a dilemma, a dilemma made more complicated still by their male teenage bodies filled with male hormones and erections that frequently occur in unexpected or unwanted situations. They had both just done something that for both of them resulted in a degree of excitement, but also in a degree of apprehension.

As any guy knows, penises absolutely love the unexpected and the unknown. In fact, penises love the exact feelings of apprehension and uncertainty that drives guys bananas in their brains. The unknown and the unexpected creates the feelings of apprehension when there is something that involves any body part located in the groin area. This is the combination of sheer terror melded with gloriously wonderful joy that accompanies so many situations that have a sexual component. Let’s just say that college freshmen would still be learning about all of this and how to deal with the two very different psychological experiences at the same time.

This becomes doubly true for Bill and Joe in part because they had not exactly grown up as kids wearing swim briefs on a regular basis, let alone a rather skimpy Solar brief designed as much to show off the male body as for practical swimwear. The kids who grow up doing this pre-pubescent end up entering puberty basically with all but none of this apprehensiveness about wearing swim briefs and how it this will feel on their male body parts. For Bill and Joe, this apprehension is directly related to already being college students with none of these “life experiences” when they were younger. But this same apprehensiveness is part of the energy driving the experience they are about to have in getting into their new suits. How will their bodies respond in this “novel” situation? Will they be able to maintain control of key “bodily functions” as they are running their experiments?

Let me be honest here: there is also a sexual orientation issue floating around in all of this, bubbling along just under the surface. Now Bill and Joe can go back to their dorm room and at the same time try on their new suits, and there is no sexual orientation issue. But what happens if in so doing, either one or the other starts to get a serious hard-on. What if both of them do? What if the situation gets so carried away that one or both of them go right into a powerful ejaculation? What if the two of them explode approximately together? Is this a bona fide gay experience or merely two guys who both have something of a Speedo® fetish in that they both get off by first crawling into and then jerking off in the suits with reckless abandon. Is this all a solo-sex experience or a modified partner-sex experience?

If this happens to Bill and Joe, are both of them still comfortable in their ruler-straight skins? What are these sexual feelings and sensations that have nothing to do with women and girls but keep popping up anyway? Should these kinds of feelings be suppressed, ignored, or treated as if they were simply not there at all? Or, should they be celebrated and encouraged as just one part of what it means to be a real guy with real sexual feelings encompassing a broad not narrowly defined "acceptable" range of erotic activities? This is not an easy question to answer for sure. All of this is at the very core of the apprehension Joe and Bill are now experiencing.

I think I have backed into a major reason why brief-style swimwear is not that popular for many young males. There are terrified of getting into this situation in, say, a gym locker room with their peer teens wandering around. Guys like to maintain what amounts to an unrealistic image that they are always in control of their bodies in all ways including what their penises are feeling and want to do. Of course, this is not true, but guys like to try to maintain the myth anyway. Anything less leads to peers calling labels like wimp, jerk off, socially challenged or worse. Never mind that the peers calling them out are facing nearly the same challenges with their own bodies, and nearly the same apprehension and uncertainty. Some guys deal with their psychological pain by calling out their peers regarding the same issues that are troubling the guys calling them out. This seems really weird, but that is what many guys like to do and that is the way it is!

So, where are Joe and Bill now? Back at the dorm from their classes and entering the dorm room as I write this. Both Bill and Joe’s penises have informed them in no uncertain terms that their respective penises are more than a little apprehensive but still enthusiastic about the situation that appears to be about to unfold. The respective penises have sent clear signals to bill and Joe about this in a number of ways. Joe especially seemed excited at the sporting goods store when he threw the Solar swim brief he found in the shopping cart. He was soon going to be able to act out something he had thought about for a long time growing up, but never had the opportunity to do.

Bill threw his choice in swim briefs into the shopping cart with only a bit less enthusiasm than Joe. After all, Bill had never done this either. He was at least mildly curious too. Well, maybe more than mildly apprehensive

But now the apprehensive part was eating away at both Joe and Bill. What Joe thought was going to be fun to try might end up in an unexpected place that could affect his roommate bonds with Bill. Bill was thinking much the same thing as well. Is this something any “normal" male college roommates would do alone, let alone at the same time in a dorm room? What a question to ponder.

Never mind that both of them were getting signals from their penises that basically were basically looking forward to the opportunity that appeared to be going to happen soon. Penises are funny organs in all sorts of ways. They signal their pleasure with a psychological situation going on in a guy’s brain like this by producing viscous drops of precum. Guys know that this can get weird, as this sometimes pretty much happens on its own. Then there is a funny though quite pleasant feeling sense of tension that frequently overtakes the penis starting at the base of the penis. Most guys enjoy this feeling of tension very much that goes right along with the squeezing out of precum fluid one tiny drop at-a-time. But guys also quickly learn that even though these feelings and sensations are not an erection as such, they represent an arousal starting point that could easily develop into a full-blown erection and then ejaculation.

By the time guys are the age of Bill and Joe, they have learned to ride along with and enjoy these pre-erection feelings for extended periods of time without anything further, or more embarrassing, happening. I call this “riding the wave”. That is exactly what Bill and Joe were doing sitting in class and contemplating what could happen after they got home from class. That is why they were not paying a lot of attention to the lecture. The sensations were just too enjoyable to not focus on them.

These feelings and sensations, the precum drops, the sense of a very pleasant tension in the penis but not yet significant expansion of the penis, of course provide the basic power needed to keep the entire experience going first to erection and finally to orgasm. In solo sex, a lot of guys miss out on a lot of this in part because they are way too focused on getting to the ejaculation part as quickly as possible, possibly to reduce the risk of being “discovered". But a “slow hand” often works a whole lot better (I think there was a song about this) with both a lengthier bit also a much more enjoyable overall sexual experience from start to finish. And guys do not need to have a partner in order to learn how to accomplish this.

Bill and Joe arrive back at the dorm room feeling “horny as hell” and are embarking on a whole new sexual experience as roommates. Where might this all lead? I will let you know!

……..To be continued

[sebbie]

It was 5:35 PM by the time both Bill and Joe had made it back to the dorm room. They were planning on going out to get a sandwich to eat, but they decided maybe they should look at their purchases first. They each had a plastic bag of new clothes with the logo of the big-box sporting goods store on the outside. In Joe’s case, the larger items were at the bottom of the bag, and the smaller items on top, except that the strap and the two cups in their little blister packs had slipped to the bottom of the bag too.

Joe reached into the bag, and, of course, the first item he pulled out of the bag was the little maroon Solar brief.

Joe called out to Bill “Hey Bill, let’s try new swimsuits on, and see for sure if we got the right size or not.”

Bill said: “I was thinking about that too!”

Of course, the suits were on a clearance rack, and the store probably would not have exchanged them for size, anyway, but Joe’s statement at least sounded somewhat plausible.

The suits of course were loaded down with 3 tags on each that discussed the merits of the suits. Joe knew he had a toenail clipper in his desk drawer and started snipping tags. Then he passed the clippers over to Bill and he did the same.

Joe said: “I suppose I should strip down if I am going to see if the suit fits me right.”

Bill agreed, and soon both of them were slipping out of their clothes.

Joe took off his shoes, socks, and PacSun Bullhead Skinny jeans first, and then slipped out of his blue-and-white checked shirt. Bill did likewise, with his Levis coming off before his royal blue polo shirt.
Joe was now standing there wearing only his tighty whiteys. Bill at this point was clad only in his plaid boxers, aside from a little silver-color chain around his neck.

Joe and Bill had seen each other clad this way in their skiveys dozens of times, just before nearly every lights out.

With that, Joe drops his white briefs and starts to pull on his brand new maroon Solar. Joe was feeling a little apprehensive at this point, but he felt almost surprisingly in control despite the sensation of tension in his penis and groin area. Joe was a bit stumped on how exactly he was supposed to position himself inside the brief, up, down or to one side. Initially, he thought that down was the obvious choice, but that seemed uncomfortable. He then tried positioning himself to one side or another. Finally Joe tried the “up” position. Joe really liked the way he looked in the mirror in that position, but there was one problem, well, maybe two problems. Meanwhile Bill was getting into his own navy blue suit while silently watching and taking in the positioning experiments Joe was running.

Joe quickly discovered that the underside of his penis is much more sensitive than the top. The slippery Lycra material felt really great next to and sliding along the underside of his penis. This penis next to Lycra felt cool in the up position. Joe quickly noticed a drop of precum forming on his new suit, right where the tip of his penis was in the suit. He also quickly noticed that he was starting to grow and get hard, quite hard in fact.

Bill was also attempting to find a comfortable position for himself. Quite frankly, Bill was better endowed than Joe when he was not aroused. Joe was more of a grower. And Bill was starting to confront some of the same issues that Joe was facing. The down position worked poorly for Bill too. Sideways was a little better but not by much. And by that point Bill was starting to grow and produce precum too. Then Bill tried the up position, and instantly he understood why Joe liked that so much. Bill was suddenly getting hard, real hard. Bill was now very concerned that he had gotten himself to the point of no return, so to speak.

And all of the events of the days were too much for Joe. Joe was losing control too and he knew it. Sometimes you can take only so much stimulation and then everything comes aparts and there is an explosion of semen. This happens not only because of what is going on now, but the accumulated impact of all the events of the day.

All of the day’s events were just too much. Both Bill and Joe soon exploded in consecutive bursts of semen, only about 30 minutes apart, semen that got all over both of their new suits.

Was this just solo sex, or was this some crazy type of partner sex? Who knows? More importantly, who cares?

Joe and Bill were both still planning on going out to eat, but first they needed to get their new suits washed out and their own bodies cleaned up. And the showers were way down the hall.

…….To be continued

[sebbie]

Bill and Joe figured the easiest way to clean up afterwards was to take a shower. They both put on their terry cloth robes, and stuck their respective “soiled” Solars crumpled up in the big robe pockets. Then, when they took their showers they simply pulled their suits out of the pockets in the robes and laid them on the tiled shower floor where the water from the shower heads would hit them.

This actually worked like a charm. The suits were almost instantly all wet from the shower water, and it was simply a matter of picking up the suits and wringing them out. They did this for two or three times, and now the suits were as clean as new. All that needed to happen now was to hang the suits up on their respective towel racks in the dorm room, and everything would be as good as new, or t least nearly so.

Joe and Bill then again got dressed, Bill in his Levis 511 and Joe once again in his PacSun skinny jeans. Bill switched to a sand-colored polo shirt and Bill went with another shirt he had with a narrow red-and-white stripe on everything but the collar, which was solid white. Both Joe and Bill looked pretty sharp.

There was a nice Burger King® only a short walking distance from the dorm room, and Joe had a “Two Whopper meals for $8.99 coupon. The price was right, well within the budget of a college freshman to be sure. Plus, Bill was, well, amused by the fact that both Bill and Joe would be ordering whoppers right after, well, you know what just happened.

Orgasms, especially male orgasms, are weird fun in all sorts of marvelous ways. Sometimes erections seem to happen almost instantly, after only a minute or two of just seeing something the guy thinks is exciting. But sometimes the arousal sequence is an experience that an last for the better part of the day as arousing events keep piling up as the day wears on. Each one of these individual events may not appear to amount to much, say Joe thinking about the possibility of owning his own diver boy suit, something he had never done before. Then there was the process of actually going to the store and finding the suit that was in his fantasy. At the start of all of this, Joe did not particularly even think that he was going to get a suit that was arousing he would jerk off in, the idea of looking like a diver was simply a fantasy that he had long. It was only after Joe got INTO the suit that he discovered that doing so was quite arousing.

The combination of the skimpy fit, the slick Lycra, and the experiments in positioning oneself repeatedly inside the suit along with something of a discovery that the underside of his penis was far more sensitive than on top all worked together to make Joe hard. Of course, sitting in a boring class merely contemplating what could happen once Joe got back to the dorm room did not hurt, either.

What surprised Joe was that Bill, a guy who always acted in control, quickly got himself worked up into exactly the same state. Joe thought that this was interesting, especially because Joe and Bill both regarded themselves as quite straight. What is it about being in a doom when another guy is getting an erection and then an orgasm that is so sexually exciting, anyway? Both Bill and Joe were thinking about this as they ordered their couponed Whopper combos. Neither Bill nor Joe wanted to start a conversation about what had just took place. Both of them thought that maybe the less that was said, the better. Just treat the entire sequence events like one would treat any private solo sex jerk off session. After all, when both Joe and Bill were growing up, they would never announce to the rest of their family what they had just done for goodness sakes.

Maybe silence was the best policy here as well. The less said the better. Bill and Joe were still roommates and good friends. In many respects they were very similar, two career-focused straight guys. They were still two career-focused straight guys. Maybe a little time would make everything like it was again. But then, both Bill and Joe had their other clothing items. Could they resist the urges to mess around with these items if only just a bit?

…….To be continued

[sebbie]

So, Bill and Joe ended up at the Burger King® just a short walking distance from their dormitory, and Bill had a valid coupon for two Whoppers®, two fries, and two soft drinks for $8.99. That was quite a deal, as the regular price for a single Whopper® Combo deal was $6.29.

Whoppers® are interesting. They consist of a quarter pound ground beef patty that has been grilled on a gas-grille like device using a real natural gas flame, and so the taste is closer to a backyard grilled burger than the fried patties most of the other chain burger joints do. On top of that are pickles, two slices of tomato, sliced onion, mayo, lettuce and Heinz® ketchup all on a giant sesame seed bun.

The sandwiches are really quite a treat, but Bill and Joe were both thinking that this was not the first whopper that had proven to be quite enjoyable. The sandwiches were at least an “8” on a 10-point scale with respect to meals eaten by college freshmen, and who could possibly complain about the price for goodness sakes

Many guys love to rank orgasms on a 10-point scale, in much the same manner that some guys like to rank women on a 10-point scale. On the quality-of-orgasm scale, a 10 would be “up there with the best orgasm I have ever had” while a 1 would be “I could barely tell anything was happening to me at all.” Most orgasms guys have would merit at least a 6 on that scale, with the vast majority would go at least 7 or 8. Let’s face it: Most orgasms are a lot of fun, but some are really really fun, a total experience and feeling of blowing both mind and body. Bill was thinking the current Whopper at the restaurant was probably an 8, but the one that took place 50 minutes ago was maybe an 8 and a half. Joe was thinking 8 and nine for the two different whoppers. Bill, of course had only recently had his funchball wet dream, and that experience was surely a 9.5 or even better as in 9.5+ on the 10-point scale. Joe had only had the recent Solar® jerk-off experience and had no real way of comparing if the strap, cup and compression shorts deal was going to be more enjoyable or less than what Bill had just been through.

Both Bill and Joe were rather quiet at the restaurant, but both were thinking much the same thing. Had any two guys jerked off in the presence of each other, and then managed to come at approximately the same time, they would both be instantly worried that one of them would “tattle” to the other guys about what the other guy was doing. That could cause problems. Major problems as the other guy counter-tattled and then everyone would be teasing both of the guys because surely they were gay because of the mutual solo-sex episode. This would be an instant major mess in high school, perhaps non-recoverable at all. The parents would be brought in, the principal, the school board president and who knows what other people as well, all condemning what the two boys did. Suspension threats would abound, with no clear resolution at all.

But in this respect, being a college student, even just a beginning freshman, was totally different. First off, there was essentially zero probability that either Bill or Joe was going to run to some other students to explain in detail what had happened. The attitude in College was that whatever happens between two-consenting adults is fine so long as it doesn’t involve illegal activity. Of course, nonconsensual sec was an issue, maybe a legal issue, but certainly not two guys both engaged in solo sex, even dual solo sex in their own private dorm room. And unlike most high schools, at most colleges and universities same-sex activity of whatever sort between consenting college students is fine, basically a non-event, at least so long as both parties consent which is the same as saying that neither party objects. Colleges in general tolerate certain aspects of human behavior far better than most high schools would, and the locus parentis only really applies to activities that are potentially illegal. After all, the college freshmen are considered to be young adults and are permitted to behave as adults not children in need of constant oversight and then discipline should things get out of line.

Bill did not say “Joe, I do not want to watch you squirm as you struggle to get into your new Speedo®” now did he?

Joe did not say “I would rather not see you figure out how you are going to get into your new suit, Bill, and what ‘issues’ for you might arise” either.

Both Bill and Joe agreed that was what they were going to do, and both seemed to enjoy not only their own experience, but also very much watching the other have a similar experience and seeing exactly what happened during the entire process. Where this all fits on a 5- or 6-point straight-versus-gay scale is the unanswered question. Would any guy be able to watch another guy in this “predicament” without getting at least somewhat aroused, never mind whether the first guy considered himself as “completely straight”. Maybe nearly all guys have a gay side under such circumstances.

So, here we are. Two freshman men who thought they were ruler straight-guys, Bill and Joe, both engaged in solo sex in the presence of the other, pulled on Speedos® rubbed themselves, played with their penises in the suits and finally ended up coming at approximately the same time. Was this simply plain ordinary masturbation that happened to take place in the presence of another, or was this instead some sort of slightly out-of-whack method of engaging in same-sex partner sex that some people might not call same-sex partner sex. Bill and Joe took zero risks. Neither will get pregnant because of all of this, nor will either contract an STD because of what had just happened. They each learned something about their roommate, however, something really interesting and they were both having thoughts that had never occurred to them before. Complicated thoughts. This was a weird but fascinating puzzle, to be sure.

It had been a long and complicated day for Bill and Joe. They were both tired, well exhausted too from jerking off. They had a little studying to do before tomorrow’s classes too. So they went back to the dorm room, quickly finished their studies and crawled into bed. Any further messing around with the straps, cups and compression shorts would just have to wait.

……..To be continued

[sebbie]

Unlike Wednesday, which was an easy day for classes, Thursday was very busy for both Bill and Joe, both with classes that started at 8 AM and one that did not finish till 5:20 that afternoon. Joe’s first class at 8 AM was freshman calculus. Joe had learned about the limit of ∆x as ∆ → 0 was dx, and now the instructor was talking about the difference between ∆y/∆x and dy/dx.

Bill was in a chemistry class, organic chemistry. There, the instructor had discussed a whole series of similar organic compounds that were basically all the same but the chain length starting with methane and then ethane going to the others such as butane and propane. Bill had learned that short-chain hydrocarbons were likely a gas, but as the chain length increased, the hydrocarbon became liquid. Today’s lecture was on benzene rings, a weird sweet-smelling but potentially noxious 6-sided, hexagon- shaped organic compound.

Bill and Joe both thought these courses were far more interesting than the course that was plodding through Middle East literature for sure.

Truth is, this was just an very average ordinary college work day for two freshman pursuing a technical degrees, and neither Bill or Joe had much time for their minds to wander even a little.

The day was long, and Bill and Joe stopped at an on-campus sandwich shop for a sub on the way home from class. They both arrived at the dorm room and it was well after 6 pm.

Joe knew that he still had a bunch of clothes is a store bag that he hadn’t even pulled out to look at yet. There was a compression tee, a pair of compression shorts, a pair of jammers that were quite similar to the compression shorts, and of course a strap with a pouch for a cup, and two separate cups, one smaller and flatter-shaped than the other. That, of course, was the “Pee Wee” cup Joe had tossed in the cart at the last minute.

Bill’s bag only contained the Tyr Jammer he had bought. Bill already had the other items and had worn them the night he had the funchball wet dream.

Joe decided that the first thing that he needed to do was to clip all the tags off of the jammers and the compression gear, and so he first dug out his toenail clipper and did that. But his attention was really drawn to the strap and cups that he had purchased, each in separate blister packs.

Non-athlete students in high school claim to be more interested in studying than in playing rough-and-tumble team athletic games, and this is no more true than for any game that required the players to wear a strap and a hard cup.

Yet, these same, what some would label as “pointy-headed” students frequently wonder what it would be like to be a high school athlete, but in particular how the athletic garb might fit and feel. And high school guys are normally fixated on the sensations that they may be feeling in the groin area.

A lot of high school athletic garb fits, shall we say, rather snugly in the groin area. Football pants are an excellent example. It would be the rare non-football-playing high-school male who would not take notice of that, or that the players might be wearing straps with hard cups underneath the snug-and-shiny football pants. This is where simply noticing all of this meets arousal, as in starting to think about what that football player so clad might be experiencing given the garb he is wearing. Maybe this is a gay side on the part of the observer…or maybe just “normal” under the circumstances. Who knows? More importantly who even cares?

Joe went through high school having observed all of this, and to a certain degree his observations he knew were created some “pre-erection” tension in his groin area. Every guy knows what this tension feels like. This happens over and over to post-pubescent guys. The tension is part of the not-knowing uncertainty of it all.

But Joe, being a non-athlete, had never had the opportunity to see exactly what these football players clad in straps, hard cups and snug-fitting pants were experiencing, and his curiosity that he first had several years ago was now bouncing around in his head.

The strap and the two cups he had purchased were still in those little cardboard and clear plastic blister packs that had hung on the racks at the sporting goods store. As Joe pulled the three items out of the bag, all of these thoughts and experiences he had had in high school watching the high school football players and what they were wearing suddenly come flooding back.

Joe decided that he was most anxious to first get the strap out of the blister pack, so he could examine it in more detail. The strap Joe bought had a 2 ½ inch wide waistband of elastic with tiny blue and red parallel stripes, a pouch with an opening to hold a hard cup, and two leg straps that were attached from the pouch to the waistband in such a way that they would cut across his glutes, a lot like the ones the football players appeared to be wearing under their football pants. The waistband made of strong elastic did not appear to be very big around and Joe was thinking that the strap would be difficult even to get into. Joe realized that once he was in the strap, his butt was going to be completely naked with no center strap or thong back that would cover his crack.

Joe had noticed that football pants almost invariably had a double layer of fabric about three inches wide that ran vertically down in back from the waistband, and he had often wondered why they were made that way. He now realized that the logical reason was that the double layer of fabric provided extra protection so the football player’s crack could not be seen when the player was wearing a backless strap, as the Lycra-blend fabric in the pants could be a bit transparent in place. The strap pouch and cup of course covered the front, although what that meant is that every player would have a bulge exactly where the cup was positioned, and the bulge would be quite obvious.

Joe knew the compression shorts and jammers were thinner than football pands, and he was wondering whether he would get a similar if not stll more obvious bulge assuming he was wearing the shorts or jammers over the strap and cup. This was going to be a new experience for Joe for sure.

Joe pulled the strap out of the blister pack and strated to examoine it, the wide but seemingly small waistband, the pouch that appeared to be made out of a stretchy but knit fabric, and the ¾ inch wide leg straps. As Joe examined the details of the strap construction, he knew that the next step was to see how the strap fit and felt once he tried it on.

Joe’s penis knew that something new and uncertain was up too. Joe was sensing a certain tension in his groin area, a tension that he had experienced many times before. In fact, he had experienced the much the same feelings the night before just before he got into his Solar brief. Joe knew where that had led. But if anything the strap was skimpier than the swim brief was, and would fit more snugly too. Then there was the hard cup. Joe’s penis quickly started oozing out tiny drops of precum, almost instantly felt as a tiny but growing wet spot on his tighty whiteys at the very tip of his penis

Joe loved it and the sensations when his body started to ooze as in produce precum. Joe was fascinated by the tiny drops of a crystal clear, viscous liquid. When that happened, Joe knew that he was getting signals to take everything to the next step, if at all possible, and the next step obviously involved actually trying on the strap.

……To be continued

[sebbie]

By now, Joe had taken off the clothes he had worn to class, and was sitting on the end of his bed dressed only in a white-cotton V-neck tee shirt and a pair of Hanes tighty whitey briefs. Joe had managed to get the athletic supporter out of the cardboard-and-clear plastic blister pack, and was now in the process of carefully examining it.

First, he stretched the 2 ½ inch waistband with the red-and white horizontal stripe. As he did this he wondered if the strap would ever fit around his 32-inch waist as it looked awfully small to him. But there was also quite a bit of stretch to it, but it still was going to be a very snug fit around his waist, at the best.

Next, Joe examined the pouch very carefully. The pouch was made of some really strange looking material. It was if the pouch were made of a material that was partly from elastic threads similar to the waist band elastic. It was stretchy, and yet it almost appeared to be a knit fabric, certainly something one would never see used in any normal clothing.

Finally, Joe tugged at the leg straps. These were made from a ¾ inch wide elastic band, fastened at about the 10 o’clock and the 2 o’clock positions on the waistband, and then to the bottom of the pouch at the other end. These leg straps appeared to have a lot of stretch to them. Joe did not yet realize this, but the way the leg strapped pulled and tugged at the pouch was going to be part of the interesting sensations once Joe got himself pulled into the strap. This scheme puts upward pressure on a guy’s perineum area, just directly behind the scrotum A lot of nerve endings terminate there and the upward pressure there from the leg straps tugging and pressing upward can be quite enjoyable to be sure.

Joe was actually oozing quite a bit of precum as he did all of this, just merely examining the strap in detail, and the wet spot on his Hanes briefs was about quarter-sized. Joe was concerned that Bill would start to notice what was happening to Joe.

Bill was sitting on the foot end of his own twin bed, acting as nonchalant as possible, but taking all of this in without acting as if he was not staring at Joe and what Joe was doing.

It is sometimes funny how things guys do affect them. You wouldn’t expect that simply taking a strap out of its blister-pack container and carefully examining it would be a sexual turn-on for straight-arrow Joe, but it was, and here is why.

A lot of what is going on here has to do with Joe’s experience (or, maybe better, lack of experience) in wearing various kinds of snug-fitting clothing as a teen-ager, snug-fitting clothing frequently worn by teen athletes. Joe was having the same problem a couple days ago when he tried on the new swim brief, and quickly found himself quickly and uncontrollably shooting off right into the brief. Had Joe been a team swimmer, he would have worked through his fascination/turn on with wearing a little swim brief years ago, and doing the same in College probably would not have resulted in a significant “response” on the part of his body.

When guys do not get a chance to experiment in their early teen years, however, the unresolved uncertainty about this tends to gradually build over time, as the guy keeps thinking that other guys his age are perhaps “enjoying” themselves more in this regard. A guy gets more and more focused on trying exactly the items that are “causing” the “problem” (well, this is more nearly an opportunity than a problem, perhaps) and usually this all comes to a head when the guy gets into college and is away from parents who might otherwise wonder what is up with their son. In high school, a male non-athlete cannot simply announce to his parents that he would like to go out and buy a strap and cup like he sees the high school athletes wearing as a proposal just out of the complete blue sky. The ‘rents would wonder what is up for sure, and I can just see Joe trying to explain to his parents that he thinks the jock and cup would be quite useful in his increasingly frequent masturbation sessions. That simply is not going to happen, thank you.

But now that Joe is in college, all the “rules” have changed. Joe has already talked a lot of this over with Bill, even as Bill has laid out his funchball dream in some detail. Joe doesn’t think Bill’s experience was odd at all, in fact it reinforced what Joe had long suspected but had never gotten to try for himself.

Even more obviously, even in his apprehension, Joe is clearly now enjoying all of this. Just pulling the strap out of its blister pack and examining the look-and-feel of the fabric and elastic bands is something of a turn on, and Joe can already feel the tension rise in the base of his penis even as he oozes glistening drops of precum at the tip of his penis. Whatever Joe is doing to himself right now, this is really fun. Oozing precum is always fun, thought Joe.

Joe is also completely aware that Bill his roommate is not that different from Joe. How your own situation compares with those of your peers with respect to these issues is something that never really gets resolved in high school. Otherwise, how did Bill manage to get himself inserted into that crazy funchball wet dream if that were not true. Is this in itself, gay? Who knows? But who cares? If Bill does not feel uncomfortable or embarrassed talking about this stuff in detail, why should Joe?

Joe decided that the next logical step was going to be to rip off his white cotton briefs and pull on the strap. What Joe did not realize was that the strap was going to put significant upward pressure on his sensitive perineum area. The snugger and tighter the strap is, the more the strap is going to press upward and against the perineum.

As Joe got into the strap, he could feel an all new pressure from the strap pressing tightly against his perineum. Joe swallowed in response to the sensations. Joe was starting to get hard, and he knew it. Joe now knew that some of the stuff he had only imagined about in high school was, well, absolutely accurate. Joe was now also beginning to worry that he was going to quickly completely lose control of his bodily responses and quickly ejaculate right into the strap pouch (much like he had done only the day before just getting into the Solar swim brief), never mind what could happen once the cup and compression gear were in place. Joe now was also beginning to understand what Bill had gone through two nights ago wearing all of this stuff. The strap seemed uncomfortable in some ways, but he was also getting very excited. How could a guy be both uncomfortable but at the same time feel excited? That was part of the dilemma.

Meanwhile, Bill was just sitting on the end of his own bed, still fully clothed wearing the same clothes he wore to class, taking this all in. As he watched, he soon realized that Joe had gotten himself into an interesting predicament or dilemma with his strap. But Joe didn’t seem unhappy at all. In fact, Joe seemed very happy, even enthusiastic about the situation he was in. Both Bill and Joe realized that there was more to come, much more, but Joe was first going to have to regain control of his own body. Bill thought to himself that Joe’s dilemma was not only interesting, but fun to watch as a mere observer of what was happening to Joe.

……To be continued