Jockhunter
Jockstrap Fan
When I was in my early 20s I had a job as an electricians helper.
It was summertime and we were working at the local high-school during summer vacation.
The school was built back in the 1930s in Art Deco style.
Our job was to replace light fixtures and we had the whole school building to ourselves.
The custodian spent his days sleeping in a small storage room and we rarely saw him.
One day I needed to use the bathroom and found my way to the boys gym.
The doors were unlocked so I decided to take a look around.
The locker room was filled with grey lockers and there were long benches down the isles.
It was cool to be in the locker room all by myself and I soon found myself exploring the showers.
Thre were long opaque windows that cast a soft grey light over the huge shower room.
The tile work was original with long rust stains going down the walls at each shower head.
Next I walked into the towel room with shelve space for hundreds of towels. There was a stool where the towel boy must have sat as he passed towels through a small window.
Just as I was getting ready to leave I noticed three large cardboard boxes in a dark corner of the room.
I walked over to take a look and realized I had stumbled onto the lost and found.
I started looking through one of them and found everything you can imagine might get left in a Gym. There were jockstraps, white briefs, boxershorts,
Gym shorts and white gym socks.
I quickly stuffed four jockstraps into my pockets and then left to hide them under the seat in my truck.
When I got home after work I took a close look at the jocks.
They were all in great shape and had the wonderful aroma of the lost and found.
I had only gone through one box and couldn't wait to go back for more.
It was summertime and we were working at the local high-school during summer vacation.
The school was built back in the 1930s in Art Deco style.
Our job was to replace light fixtures and we had the whole school building to ourselves.
The custodian spent his days sleeping in a small storage room and we rarely saw him.
One day I needed to use the bathroom and found my way to the boys gym.
The doors were unlocked so I decided to take a look around.
The locker room was filled with grey lockers and there were long benches down the isles.
It was cool to be in the locker room all by myself and I soon found myself exploring the showers.
Thre were long opaque windows that cast a soft grey light over the huge shower room.
The tile work was original with long rust stains going down the walls at each shower head.
Next I walked into the towel room with shelve space for hundreds of towels. There was a stool where the towel boy must have sat as he passed towels through a small window.
Just as I was getting ready to leave I noticed three large cardboard boxes in a dark corner of the room.
I walked over to take a look and realized I had stumbled onto the lost and found.
I started looking through one of them and found everything you can imagine might get left in a Gym. There were jockstraps, white briefs, boxershorts,
Gym shorts and white gym socks.
I quickly stuffed four jockstraps into my pockets and then left to hide them under the seat in my truck.
When I got home after work I took a close look at the jocks.
They were all in great shape and had the wonderful aroma of the lost and found.
I had only gone through one box and couldn't wait to go back for more.