The hard cupped jocks especially because of the rank sweaty cum and piss which cooks into the beads of moisture condensating, soaking, staining, yellowing, the white fabric encasement... They are truly wonderfully intoxicating and the ultimate symbol of masculinity. My favorite thrill every few years is to attend and violate all of the myriad ice hockey arenas here in the Upper Midwest. I rifle through the gear bags spread out in the humid locker rooms while the men are playing on the ice. Oh fuck I need to get caught in the act by another straight hockey captain.