Jockhunter
Jockstrap Fan
I grew up in a small town in Michigan. A very small town.
There was a Post office, Movie theature, Grocery store and Diner in town and that's about it.
You could stand in the middle of the street downtown and not worry about the next car coming by for an hour.
The only thing that I looked forward to each summer was the arrival of my best friend Bill who would spend each summer living with his grandparents who were my closest neighbors.
Bill was medium height with a smooth, muscular, stocky body.
He had light hair that he always kept cut short and bright green eyes. Bill always wore Levi's 501s which he filled out perfectly.
We spent almost every day togeather and were always looking for a new adventure without getting in too much trouble.
Bills grandparents owned a small rustic cabin at Crystal Lake which was about ten miles down a dirt road from town.
One day at the beginning of summer when Bill had just arrived we were offered a job by his grandparents. The plan was for us to ride our bikes to the cabin at Crystal Lake and cut firewood and clean up the place to make it ready for the summer season. We would each earn ten dollars for our work.
After tying our sleeping bags to our bikes and throwing some cans of chili and soda into a backpack we headed for Crystal Lake.
It was a warm day and by the time we reached Crystal Lake we were both tired, hot, and sweaty.
Bill suggested that before we get to the cabin we should stop at the Bolders which was a secluded swimming area that only the locals knew about. It was a group of large smooth granite rocks that we could jump off into the clear cool waters below.
No one is ever there so when we arrived we quickly started stripping down to our underwear like we always did before jumping in.
I was down to just my pair of white briefs when I turned around and there was Bill standing there proudly wearing just a Bike Jockstrap.
When I asked if he always wore Jockstrap he said no but he didn't want his balls bouncing around on the long bike ride and that I should have worn one too. I agreed and as we looked down at the water I suddenly felt his arms around me and then we were crashing down into the cool water below.
When we came up out of the water Bill laughed and dunked my head back under again.
As we splashed and wrestled in the water I suddenly felt Bill pull down my briefs and before I knew it he was holding them and laughing. Then he threw them back up on shore leaving me no choice but to climb out of the water naked. As I reached down for my wet underwear something suddenly hit me in the back.
It was Bill's wet jockstrap and he was soon climbing out of the water naked as well. As I looked at him he just smiled at me and said "so what ".
After getting dressed ,
going commando in our jeans ,we headed for the cabin with Bill's wet jockstrap hanging from the handle bars of his bike.
Bill's grandparents cabin was secluded and very small.
No electricity or indoor plumbing.
Just one room with an old brass bed near the fireplace.
Bill started a fire in the wood burning stove and hung his wet jock nearby it to dry. I unzipped our sleeping bags and laid them out on the bed so we could sleep togeather. Bill soon changed into just an old pair of boxershorts that had been worn thin by too many washings and laid down on the bed near the warm fire. When he said that his legs ached from the long bike ride I offered to give him a leg massage but only if he gave me one too. Bill was soon lying on his stomach and I was slowly working my way up his legs to his thick round ass and back down to his feet again.
When he said it was my turn I took off everything except my white briefs and as we changed places Bill stood up and I could see that he had a massive hard on swaying freely in his loose boxershorts.
When I laid on my stomach Bill sat across my legs and gave me a slow gentile back rub with the tips of his fingers straying under the waistband of my briefs again and again.
He asked me to roll over and then held my hands in his as he leaned down and gave me a slow warm kiss. His lips were like candy to me as we kissed over and over again.
Soon we were both naked with our hands and lips slowly exploring each other as the warm fire caressed our bodies.
There was a Post office, Movie theature, Grocery store and Diner in town and that's about it.
You could stand in the middle of the street downtown and not worry about the next car coming by for an hour.
The only thing that I looked forward to each summer was the arrival of my best friend Bill who would spend each summer living with his grandparents who were my closest neighbors.
Bill was medium height with a smooth, muscular, stocky body.
He had light hair that he always kept cut short and bright green eyes. Bill always wore Levi's 501s which he filled out perfectly.
We spent almost every day togeather and were always looking for a new adventure without getting in too much trouble.
Bills grandparents owned a small rustic cabin at Crystal Lake which was about ten miles down a dirt road from town.
One day at the beginning of summer when Bill had just arrived we were offered a job by his grandparents. The plan was for us to ride our bikes to the cabin at Crystal Lake and cut firewood and clean up the place to make it ready for the summer season. We would each earn ten dollars for our work.
After tying our sleeping bags to our bikes and throwing some cans of chili and soda into a backpack we headed for Crystal Lake.
It was a warm day and by the time we reached Crystal Lake we were both tired, hot, and sweaty.
Bill suggested that before we get to the cabin we should stop at the Bolders which was a secluded swimming area that only the locals knew about. It was a group of large smooth granite rocks that we could jump off into the clear cool waters below.
No one is ever there so when we arrived we quickly started stripping down to our underwear like we always did before jumping in.
I was down to just my pair of white briefs when I turned around and there was Bill standing there proudly wearing just a Bike Jockstrap.
When I asked if he always wore Jockstrap he said no but he didn't want his balls bouncing around on the long bike ride and that I should have worn one too. I agreed and as we looked down at the water I suddenly felt his arms around me and then we were crashing down into the cool water below.
When we came up out of the water Bill laughed and dunked my head back under again.
As we splashed and wrestled in the water I suddenly felt Bill pull down my briefs and before I knew it he was holding them and laughing. Then he threw them back up on shore leaving me no choice but to climb out of the water naked. As I reached down for my wet underwear something suddenly hit me in the back.
It was Bill's wet jockstrap and he was soon climbing out of the water naked as well. As I looked at him he just smiled at me and said "so what ".
After getting dressed ,
going commando in our jeans ,we headed for the cabin with Bill's wet jockstrap hanging from the handle bars of his bike.
Bill's grandparents cabin was secluded and very small.
No electricity or indoor plumbing.
Just one room with an old brass bed near the fireplace.
Bill started a fire in the wood burning stove and hung his wet jock nearby it to dry. I unzipped our sleeping bags and laid them out on the bed so we could sleep togeather. Bill soon changed into just an old pair of boxershorts that had been worn thin by too many washings and laid down on the bed near the warm fire. When he said that his legs ached from the long bike ride I offered to give him a leg massage but only if he gave me one too. Bill was soon lying on his stomach and I was slowly working my way up his legs to his thick round ass and back down to his feet again.
When he said it was my turn I took off everything except my white briefs and as we changed places Bill stood up and I could see that he had a massive hard on swaying freely in his loose boxershorts.
When I laid on my stomach Bill sat across my legs and gave me a slow gentile back rub with the tips of his fingers straying under the waistband of my briefs again and again.
He asked me to roll over and then held my hands in his as he leaned down and gave me a slow warm kiss. His lips were like candy to me as we kissed over and over again.
Soon we were both naked with our hands and lips slowly exploring each other as the warm fire caressed our bodies.
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