jockbear
Jockstrap Fan
Thanks for posting briefsguy! Likely the hottest jockstrap pic in the history of the world!
I remember this spread!
GottDamm!
*reads file name*
This is the moment a jock learns to take it like a man.
Precisely! Woof!This is the moment a jock learns to take it like a man.
Oh yes please…
On my way to my piano lessons, in the basement of a newly-built suburban house, I used to cut through the back yard saving almost a block of walking time. There, week after week, I would pass under the clothesline which ALWAYS had, if nothing else, one or more JOCKSTRAPS on it.
Worse, the «dad» of the household, young, built, and centrefold handsome would often be out in the yard mowing the lawn or working on his car clad (almost until frost arrived) in nothing more than a pair of very tight cutoff jeans with the waistband of his jock always showing. It was VERY HARD [ptp] to concentrate on CHOPIN with that dizzying image flashing through my brain. 60 years later I can still visualize those tantalizing jocks and that tantalizing body — jizzworthy to the max!
Fuck. Yes. Authentic. Uggghhhhhhh
Loved the reminiscence, but extra points for using ‘timorously’ in a sentence! Good on ya.
Not quite like yours but I too took piano lessons growing up and around the age of 14, if I got to my teacher's house early, I sometimes wandered into her son's bedroom (he was 3 yrs older) and by chance (or was it FATE?) I opened at random to a page relatively early in "The Godfather" (which was all in the news in 1974) and read a sex scene in which the man and woman ran up stairs and he "stuck it in me" and "the inside of me felt like boiled macaroni for a week" (or some such phrasing). Instant hard on, of course. Once discovered, I tried to read that passage weekly (and recover weakly).On my way to my piano lessons, in the basement of a newly-built suburban house, I used to cut through the back yard saving almost a block of walking time. There, week after week, I would pass under the clothesline which ALWAYS had, if nothing else, one or more JOCKSTRAPS on it.
Worse, the «dad» of the household, young, built, and centrefold handsome would often be out in the yard mowing the lawn or working on his car clad (almost until frost arrived) in nothing more than a pair of very tight cutoff jeans with the waistband of his jock always showing. It was VERY HARD [ptp] to concentrate on CHOPIN with that dizzying image flashing through my brain. 60 years later I can still visualize those tantalizing jocks and that tantalizing body — jizzworthy to the max!