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Jockstrap Fan
I accept it, I have an underwear fetish. I have spent quite a bit of time in the past walking retail stores looking for their underwear sections, and in particular looking for something fun and revealing. Back when they were still in business, Gordman's was a good option for an underwear treasure hunt - as on occasion they carried men's fashion thongs and jockstraps.
Several years ago I was walking that store over my lunch hour when I stumbled upon a new selection of Papi jockstraps. Green / blue / red they had several to choose from. As I began looking for my size (large at the time) an older gentleman stepped behind me and commented "I would need a bigger one". I was curious so without thinking I replied "that is something I would like to see". He suggested the changing room in 5 minutes.
The store was empty over lunch hour and the two employees (both female) that were present were at the front of the store, one at the register talking to the other at the service desk. So the opportunity was there, and like I said I was curious. I grabbed a green lime jock and headed to the changing room in the middle of the store. As I stood in the center of the small mirrored room the door opened and he joined me.
No small talk, just a guy about 10 years older than me who smiled before unbuttoning and dropping his shorts, revealing that he was wearing a worn classic white jock and I have to admit an impressive package. I knew my role that day so I went to my knees and began with my mouth pressed against his jock. I remember his scent, his sweat, tracing the the mesh texture of the pouch with my tongue and the outline of his cock growing hard. He reached down and unhid his cock before guiding my head so I was sucking his dick. He was good to his word, he really was large... and hard.
Perhaps it was too much to expertly take it all into my mouth, but I was eager and I tried. He lasted longer than I would have (which may speak more to my skill level at that point in time) but he did finally cum into my mouth, and I swallowed all the sticky evidence of our encounter. Without any additional comment he quickly dressed and stepped back out into the store, and apparently left soon after. I was not so prompt, my panties were wet and I was stunned (but nonetheless pleased) that I had sucked his dick, in the changing room of Gordman's, over lunch.
And I had shopping to complete... a lime green jock to try on (to check the sizing) and then pay for in person at the register. t's always fun taking a colorful fashion jockstrap to the cashier for purchase, but that day my smile was a little more pronounced than usual.
Attached is an image of me wearing the jockstrap that I purchased that day.
a souvenir to remember the solicitation, the large cock, the cum.
Several years ago I was walking that store over my lunch hour when I stumbled upon a new selection of Papi jockstraps. Green / blue / red they had several to choose from. As I began looking for my size (large at the time) an older gentleman stepped behind me and commented "I would need a bigger one". I was curious so without thinking I replied "that is something I would like to see". He suggested the changing room in 5 minutes.
The store was empty over lunch hour and the two employees (both female) that were present were at the front of the store, one at the register talking to the other at the service desk. So the opportunity was there, and like I said I was curious. I grabbed a green lime jock and headed to the changing room in the middle of the store. As I stood in the center of the small mirrored room the door opened and he joined me.
No small talk, just a guy about 10 years older than me who smiled before unbuttoning and dropping his shorts, revealing that he was wearing a worn classic white jock and I have to admit an impressive package. I knew my role that day so I went to my knees and began with my mouth pressed against his jock. I remember his scent, his sweat, tracing the the mesh texture of the pouch with my tongue and the outline of his cock growing hard. He reached down and unhid his cock before guiding my head so I was sucking his dick. He was good to his word, he really was large... and hard.
Perhaps it was too much to expertly take it all into my mouth, but I was eager and I tried. He lasted longer than I would have (which may speak more to my skill level at that point in time) but he did finally cum into my mouth, and I swallowed all the sticky evidence of our encounter. Without any additional comment he quickly dressed and stepped back out into the store, and apparently left soon after. I was not so prompt, my panties were wet and I was stunned (but nonetheless pleased) that I had sucked his dick, in the changing room of Gordman's, over lunch.
And I had shopping to complete... a lime green jock to try on (to check the sizing) and then pay for in person at the register. t's always fun taking a colorful fashion jockstrap to the cashier for purchase, but that day my smile was a little more pronounced than usual.
Attached is an image of me wearing the jockstrap that I purchased that day.
a souvenir to remember the solicitation, the large cock, the cum.
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