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Jockboy69

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I love everything about a jockstrap: the look, the feel, the smell (especially after it’s been worn). My love of jockstraps all started back in middle school (6th grade). I was looking forward to middle school except for one thing—gym class. I was a scrawny kid who wasn’t very good at sports and I knew I was into guys. Having to strip naked in front of other naked guys filled me with terror in that I might get an erection and they would see me. On top of that, I had to wear a jockstrap which, at the time, embarrassed me because I thought I looked so wimpy in one.

On the first day of gym class, I walked into the lockerroom for the first time and was immediately aroused by the smell of it. The musky scent of manly sweat and testosterone really got me going. I quickly changed into my jockstrap and gym clothes hoping that no one would see me and reported to class. When I got to class, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw my new gym teacher Mr. Norton. He was gorgeous! He was young had dark wavy hair and piercing blue eyes. He wasn’t very tall but had a very compact muscular body like a wrestler (he was also the wrestling team coach). He was wearing a tank top that showed off his v-shaped torso, muscular arms and hairy chest. The tight shorts he was wearing accentuated his bubble butt and hairy muscular legs. For once, I was glad I was wearing a jockstrap because it help my erection in place. Mr. Norton laid out the rules of gym class: everyone had to be jocked for class and he would do jockstrap checks starting right now. He told everyone to drop their shorts to prove we were wearing jockstraps! Anyone caught now wearing their jockstrap had to stand to the side for the entire class with their shorts off. He also told us that after class, we were to hit the showers. This really filled me with terror!

After class we headed back to the lockerroom where we had to strip off our clothes and walk naked to the showers and wait our turn. After we finished our showers, we had to walk by him where he checked off our name and handed us a towel. I tried not to look at the other guys but it was pretty tough not to look. I managed to survive the first week of gym class.

Friday night came along. It was hot that evening so I decided to sleep in my underwear instead of PJs. I remembered that I had to wash my gym gear so I opened up my gym bag to put my stuff in the laundry. As I opened my gym bag, I was immediately hit with that lockerroom aroma. I don’t know what possessed me but I took my jock, put it to my nose and inhaled deeply. It had that musky smell of a sweaty jock. I couldn’t resist so I swapped my underwear for the jock and went to bed. As I lay there in my jock, I started dreaming about Mr. Norton. In my dream, he pulled off his tank top revealing his incredible hairy pecs. He was nice abs too with a treasure trail that lead down to a nice bulge in his shorts. He stripped off his shorts and stood there in his jockstrap. I began to image what his sweaty body and jock must smell like. He started removing his jock…

I woke up the next morning and was surprised to find my jock damp and sticky. OMG—I had a wet dream thinking about Mr. Norton! I slipped off my jock and put it to my nose again. It smelled strongly of my spunk but you could just make out my sweaty scent too. I reached down between my legs and began stroking my rapidly hardening cock. Mr. Norton’s image came back to my mind as he pulled off his jock. He stood there naked—a perfect specimen of manliness. That’s all it took and I ejaculated all over my abs and chest. I dipped my finger into one of the puddles of spunk and tasted it. It tasted sweet and salty. I used my jock to wipe off my cum. I got dressed and immediately threw my jock and gym clothes into the washing machine to hide the evidence.

Soon after that, my body began filling out and I became more comfortable with my body. I even joined the wrestling team coached by Mr. Norton. To this day, I’m proud of my body and have no issues walking around in my jock or naked in the lockerroom. I still like to sniff my own jock or anyone else’s who will share!
 

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I love everything about a jockstrap: the look, the feel, the smell (especially after it’s been worn). My love of jockstraps all started back in middle school (6th grade). I was looking forward to middle school except for one thing—gym class. I was a scrawny kid who wasn’t very good at sports and I knew I was into guys. Having to strip naked in front of other naked guys filled me with terror in that I might get an erection and they would see me. On top of that, I had to wear a jockstrap which, at the time, embarrassed me because I thought I looked so wimpy in one.

On the first day of gym class, I walked into the lockerroom for the first time and was immediately aroused by the smell of it. The musky scent of manly sweat and testosterone really got me going. I quickly changed into my jockstrap and gym clothes hoping that no one would see me and reported to class. When I got to class, I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw my new gym teacher Mr. Norton. He was gorgeous! He was young had dark wavy hair and piercing blue eyes. He wasn’t very tall but had a very compact muscular body like a wrestler (he was also the wrestling team coach). He was wearing a tank top that showed off his v-shaped torso, muscular arms and hairy chest. The tight shorts he was wearing accentuated his bubble butt and hairy muscular legs. For once, I was glad I was wearing a jockstrap because it help my erection in place. Mr. Norton laid out the rules of gym class: everyone had to be jocked for class and he would do jockstrap checks starting right now. He told everyone to drop their shorts to prove we were wearing jockstraps! Anyone caught now wearing their jockstrap had to stand to the side for the entire class with their shorts off. He also told us that after class, we were to hit the showers. This really filled me with terror!

After class we headed back to the lockerroom where we had to strip off our clothes and walk naked to the showers and wait our turn. After we finished our showers, we had to walk by him where he checked off our name and handed us a towel. I tried not to look at the other guys but it was pretty tough not to look. I managed to survive the first week of gym class.

Friday night came along. It was hot that evening so I decided to sleep in my underwear instead of PJs. I remembered that I had to wash my gym gear so I opened up my gym bag to put my stuff in the laundry. As I opened my gym bag, I was immediately hit with that lockerroom aroma. I don’t know what possessed me but I took my jock, put it to my nose and inhaled deeply. It had that musky smell of a sweaty jock. I couldn’t resist so I swapped my underwear for the jock and went to bed. As I lay there in my jock, I started dreaming about Mr. Norton. In my dream, he pulled off his tank top revealing his incredible hairy pecs. He was nice abs too with a treasure trail that lead down to a nice bulge in his shorts. He stripped off his shorts and stood there in his jockstrap. I began to image what his sweaty body and jock must smell like. He started removing his jock…

I woke up the next morning and was surprised to find my jock damp and sticky. OMG—I had a wet dream thinking about Mr. Norton! I slipped off my jock and put it to my nose again. It smelled strongly of my spunk but you could just make out my sweaty scent too. I reached down between my legs and began stroking my rapidly hardening cock. Mr. Norton’s image came back to my mind as he pulled off his jock. He stood there naked—a perfect specimen of manliness. That’s all it took and I ejaculated all over my abs and chest. I dipped my finger into one of the puddles of spunk and tasted it. It tasted sweet and salty. I used my jock to wipe off my cum. I got dressed and immediately threw my jock and gym clothes into the washing machine to hide the evidence.

Soon after that, my body began filling out and I became more comfortable with my body. I even joined the wrestling team coached by Mr. Norton. To this day, I’m proud of my body and have no issues walking around in my jock or naked in the lockerroom. I still like to sniff my own jock or anyone else’s who will share!
Awesome jockstrap experiences! So...did you ever get to see Coach in his jockstrap...or naked?
 
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