When the final bell rang, everyone ran from the school except for me. I was cleaning out my locker and putting stuff in my bag when I saw Rob take all of his stuff and throw it into the "Lost and Found" barrel! Apparently he had forgotten his bag and just chucked his T-shirt, shorts, socks, and hopefully his jock.
We were told to clean out our lockers and take our stuff home and throw away anything else. On the last day of school for the year my last class was PE. This went on for like a year or two and was a part of things. (Have I mentioned every popular brand yet). I started a habit of knowing what guys wore what jock! One guy named Rob (who was the object of my fantasies) wore a Duke. Not surprisingly it was a Bike just like the basketball kid had worn. I managed to get to the local discount department store and purchased the correct size. Every guy on the squad was now wearing one and that part did turn me on. The need for the correct jock was becoming more important. I didn't get into it because I was into guys! I liked the close contact of the sport. I didn't care.įor some reason I got into wrestling after that instead of basketball. The locker room had a "Lost and Found" barrel in the corner that I went though and found my first jock! It was a Bauer & Black and I wore it at every football practice even though it was probably too big. I liked playing sports just because it gave me a chance to be in the locker rooms. We also shared a locker room with the senior high. The next year I started junior high and jocks were not required but because we were getting older, guys started wearing them anyway. but if I did he would have obviously known it was me. He took off after the showers and I was to shy at that time to shower with guys. He did things nice and slow and this turned me on even more! He had to know I was watching.
The contrast of the dark skin and that jock strap are burned into my mind. I know he saw me looking but he didn't say anything. He had removed his shirt and shoes already and when he took off his shorts, he was wearing a Bike brand jockstrap. When we went into the locker room to change, I took my time. We were also two of only a very few black guys in our school. He was 15 but he seemed much older to me at the time. I loved basketball then and I stayed late after practice one night to simply shoot hoops. I found myself picturing the guys on my team wearing them even though none of us were wearing them yet. I grew up in the midwest and it was required that everyone in PE class play basketball. I was just figuring out that I was into guys. I had a raging erection by the time I got it on. I quickly took it and ran down the hall to our bathroom and tried it on. One day I saw his jock in the drawer and knew exactly what it was for. My uncle (he was 14 at the time) and I shared an underwear drawer in our bedroom. I suppose the first time that I saw a jock was when I was 12. I remember my first jock experiences but I don't remember which one came first. Post your Jockstraps stories here!MY FIRST JOCK MEMORIES"