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Leatherhoody
Jockstrap Fan
You are brave. I agree that the feeling of freedom when you are wearing almost nothing is awesome. As a cowardly rabbit, I'm always worried that the undergrowth will scratch me, that I won't be able to sit down, and the biggest problem is what if anybody comes on the path. How many times have you been stared at? Was there any question, comment?
(Maybe the army green or camo more suitable to the forest.
)The Bike Man.
Jockstrap Fan
Jocking with mother nature.
easlgrundle
Jockstrap Artist
tick check!
Jockplay
Jockstrap Fan
Super sexy
Leatherhoody
Jockstrap Fan
Than there you need extra protection, a hard cup jockstrap.
CCGuy
Jockstrap Fan
I'm not too worried about getting scratched. If I hike wearing shorts & no shirt, I suppose I can get scratched, so for me, I don't think of hiking in a jock as much different. As for running into other people, often times they go silent when they see me, some of them turn around and go the other way, some say "Oh. Hi." and keep going, and sometimes I get ogled! When I see someone who sees me, I start to get aroused, and I have a bigger bulge for them to check out!You are brave. I agree that the feeling of freedom when you are wearing almost nothing is awesome. As a cowardly rabbit, I'm always worried that the undergrowth will scratch me, that I won't be able to sit down, and the biggest problem is what if anybody comes on the path. How many times have you been stared at? Was there any question, comment?
(Maybe the army green or camo more suitable to the forest.
CCGuy
Jockstrap Fan
That's part of the fun afterwards -- getting checked, all over, very carefully, with more attention paid to some "parts" than others!
CCGuy
Jockstrap Fan
Yikes! Those are all good reasons to be cautious & careful!
Plus who wants to spend an hour picking burs out of your jock pouch, if that's the only place their stuck on.
easlgrundle
Jockstrap Artist
I think if you're on a trail that's even slightly maintained it's not so bad for weeds and ticks, maybe i'm spoiled by an active parks and conservation departments. some trails do have poison oak and ivy at the edge, other tall stuff, which on a narrow trail is super annoying, don't want to track urishiol around even in trousers. Of course sometimes you have to snag a morel or lactarius plantago. Leaf litter forest floors are nice because they're quite clear, though I guess they're under assault by invasive worms North Americas were wiped out by glaciation), eggs track on your shoes. I did go in a hike at a prairie conservation area, on trail but maybe a grassy trail? (there were lots of horses), swaaaaarmed by ticks omg. mosquitoes and especially ticks carry nasty hard to treat diseases that'll disable you. I can hardly go outside without coating myself in rose geranium and lemongrass oils.
easlgrundle
Jockstrap Artist
Stinging nettles, Urtica dioica, I've heard varying accounts on skin sensitivity, Best thing is to just apply more nettle and it numbs it, I've done that when I got some on me. On the other hand somebody swore it gave them raised welts/blisters, I'm wondering if they didn't have rue growing in their garden as well. String trimmer throwing bristly needle trichomes everywhere might have been the difference in one of thise anecdotes, I dunno. they're edible and high in nutrition, though you have to crush the fine hypodermic trichomes just so by folding the keaf over else cook them. The leaves are good for allergies as a supplement or tea as a mast cell stabilizer. ANECDOTALLY has some promise for covid and long covid inflammation symptoms. If you're taking it long term for allergies (I certainly am for it ragweed season presently) you'll want to pair it with glucosamine chondroitin as it can deplete synovial fluid a bit. The roots have a slightly different different set of medicinal uses, I forget what but I think as a scalp treatment, maybe prostate too? I Am Not a Doctor, I Am Not Giving Advice, etc.
Leatherhoody
Jockstrap Fan
Just taking it one step further, do you have sheer jocksrap?
Does its color matter, how much they stare at you? (A white or red is probably conspicuous more than the dark colours.)
BillyC
If not commando, then jocked.
“ . . . one step further . . . “ on the hike.Just taking it one step further, do you have sheer jocksrap?
rapidcityjock
Jockstrap Fan
This is a re-post of one of my posts from a year or so ago:
One Wednesday, several summers ago, it was really hot, in the 90+ range, and I didn't feel like going to work so I took the day off to go hiking in the nearby Black Hills. I dressed for the occasion: grey tank top, hiking boots, socks, camo hiking shorts and underneath, a Bike swimmer jock.
I had read about a local secluded swimming hole but didn't know where it was until I stumbled across someone's directions. I decided to check it out.
Finding it was easy enough and it was truly really secluded. There was a small clearing off of a forestry service road that was for parking. No one was there. The swimming hole was at the bottom of a ravine that required hiking down a steep trail through the forest. 20 minutes later, I was standing at the base of a deep pool surrounded by granite boulders and fed by a small waterfall. Several smaller pools were at various intervals along the creek.
I found a place to access the pool and quickly stripped down to my jock. After swimming around for a while, I took off the jock and laid it on a rock to dry. I spent the next few hours alternating between paddling around the pool and sunning myself on a flat boulder. Every once in a while, I thought I heard voices, but I never saw anyone. I would have welcomed any company, m or f, to send some quality naked time with.
The time came to leave. I put my jock back on and decided to hike back to the car in just my jock. After putting my socks and boots back on, I set off on the trail. Except it wasn't the trail. I hadn't really paid any attention to the trail on my way down so after hiking up the incline I realized I wasn't on the trail. I continued up the incline finally reaching the top. I looked around and nothing looked familiar. I took a few minutes to get my bearings and set off to what I thought was the east. A few minutes later, I topped a rise and there below was my car. And several others. And a group of about 20 college age kids that were getting ready to hike down the trail. There I was, standing above them, wearing only my jock and boots. They all looked up, staring at me. I waved and yelled "The water's great! Have fun!" and started down towards them. They waved back and yelled "Thanks, we will!" and then started down the trail.
Once back to my car, I redressed, and set off back down the road. I was curious as to what they were all doing so I turned around and drove back. I hiked back down the trail, trying to be as quiet as possible, until the pool came into view through the trees. Most were in the pool, some wearing swimming trunks and bikinis, and some nude. The others were sunning on the boulders, a few of them nude as well. I debated about joining them but talked myself out of it. I hiked back up the trail, this time not getting lost, and returned home. All in all, a very enjoyable experience.
The only detrimental result of my hike wearing only a jock? A case of poison ivy on my legs, groin and ass, lol.
One Wednesday, several summers ago, it was really hot, in the 90+ range, and I didn't feel like going to work so I took the day off to go hiking in the nearby Black Hills. I dressed for the occasion: grey tank top, hiking boots, socks, camo hiking shorts and underneath, a Bike swimmer jock.
I had read about a local secluded swimming hole but didn't know where it was until I stumbled across someone's directions. I decided to check it out.
Finding it was easy enough and it was truly really secluded. There was a small clearing off of a forestry service road that was for parking. No one was there. The swimming hole was at the bottom of a ravine that required hiking down a steep trail through the forest. 20 minutes later, I was standing at the base of a deep pool surrounded by granite boulders and fed by a small waterfall. Several smaller pools were at various intervals along the creek.
I found a place to access the pool and quickly stripped down to my jock. After swimming around for a while, I took off the jock and laid it on a rock to dry. I spent the next few hours alternating between paddling around the pool and sunning myself on a flat boulder. Every once in a while, I thought I heard voices, but I never saw anyone. I would have welcomed any company, m or f, to send some quality naked time with.
The time came to leave. I put my jock back on and decided to hike back to the car in just my jock. After putting my socks and boots back on, I set off on the trail. Except it wasn't the trail. I hadn't really paid any attention to the trail on my way down so after hiking up the incline I realized I wasn't on the trail. I continued up the incline finally reaching the top. I looked around and nothing looked familiar. I took a few minutes to get my bearings and set off to what I thought was the east. A few minutes later, I topped a rise and there below was my car. And several others. And a group of about 20 college age kids that were getting ready to hike down the trail. There I was, standing above them, wearing only my jock and boots. They all looked up, staring at me. I waved and yelled "The water's great! Have fun!" and started down towards them. They waved back and yelled "Thanks, we will!" and then started down the trail.
Once back to my car, I redressed, and set off back down the road. I was curious as to what they were all doing so I turned around and drove back. I hiked back down the trail, trying to be as quiet as possible, until the pool came into view through the trees. Most were in the pool, some wearing swimming trunks and bikinis, and some nude. The others were sunning on the boulders, a few of them nude as well. I debated about joining them but talked myself out of it. I hiked back up the trail, this time not getting lost, and returned home. All in all, a very enjoyable experience.
The only detrimental result of my hike wearing only a jock? A case of poison ivy on my legs, groin and ass, lol.
BillyC
If not commando, then jocked.
Less talk might have proved rewarding!
Been there; but in retrospect worth it for the wild sucking and fucking with an anonymous hiker that caused it.
Poison ivy SUCKS, but it’s still better than crabs. Ticks are the worst, though, if your husband is allergic to them.
[Sorry for mixing flora and fauna there; but they all come to mind under the perils of hiking and sexcapades which accompany that activity.]