I've been a regular reader for quite some time and want to now contribute--not links to photos--but something just as powerful--memories, specifically, memories about jocks and the jocks who wear them. My interest in jockstraps, cups, spandex compression shorts, and speedos fully developed in high school – I attended a boarding school in Massachusetts in the early 90s. To this day, I still treasure the memory of specific scenes, moments, and faces that aroused me. Where to begin?

The locker room. At an athletic prep school. Many good memories there of sneaking peeks at very hot guys slipping on jocks or jocks with cups. This was still a day in which guys actually wore plain jocks (which doesn't seem to be the case so much now), although spandex shorts were definitely becoming more popular too.

Adam, a really handsome varsity hockey and lacrosse player, talking to me casually while he slipped on a regular jockstrap, a pair of Nike comp shorts, and then a jock/cup combo. It was the first time I saw someone "double-jock."

Owen, a rather short but stocky football player, who untangled his jock/cup while talking to another player. When he pulled up his jock over his boxers, I could see him looking down and hear him knocking on his cup.

Andy, a lean wrestler and lacrosse player who was also in my math class. When I stopped by to talk to him, over his shoulder, I could see his jockstrap – plus a jock/cup – hanging by their straps from the top hook in his locker.

Fred, who was playing intramural soccer (not even competitive soccer), and, to my surprise, asking the equipment manager for a jockstrap. Just a plain jock for IM soccer!

Corey, a gorgeous lacrosse player with short brown hair, who was pulling on a jock/cup over black spandex shorts. I remember the sight but also the sounds of guys with the lacrosse sticks tossing balls around the locker room.

Brian, two years below me who was this tall god-like athlete with blond hair, who pulled a jockstrap – just a plain jockstrap – out of his locker and held it while I said hello and talked to him about stuff. Did he, did any of them, every notice my boner?

For four years, I lived in dorms with athletic, 14-17 year olds. Hormonal, yes, but I won't lie: I never saw anything homoerotic happen, except for one strange case. I remember that two of the guys would regularly have wrestling matches in one of their rooms wearing nothing but spandex shorts. Maybe they were pretending to be pro wrestlers (neither actually competed on the wrestling team), but I've long suspected it was something more than that.

Other dorm sightings mostly involved watching guys put on or take off their jocks before or after practice. Or discovering hockey equipment bags in the basement laundry rooms, since the dorm rooms were so small. Doors were open and the conversations were casual.

Kevin pulling on his jock/cup for baseball; the same for Dominic and his lacrosse practices.

One afternoon, I remember Kevin asking around to other guys in the dorm if they had a spare cup because he had forgotten his for baseball practice and didn't want to run all the way back to the equipment room in the gym. "Dude, do you have a cup I can borrow?"

Jarrett laying out all his hockey equipment on the floor of his dorm to make sure he had everything, including his jock/cup.

Jeremy hanging up white comp shorts and his jock/cup for soccer on a clothesline strung across his room, because he insisted on hand washing them every night.

One guy, Gus, actually talked to me about why it was so comfortable to wear spandex comp shorts under his jock/cup for lacrosse. In fact, I have a distinct memory of Gus leaning on my dorm room bed and opening his legs to show me a peek of his spandex shorts (which he was wearing casually under his regular lacrosse shorts around the dorm). Hot.

That was a trick that I used then and still use today: getting "real" athletes to talk about jockstraps and cups and comp shorts. You don't make it obvious that you want to talk about his sportswear – which guys would find weird – but you act real casual about it.

In college, I had no legitimate excuse to wander into locker rooms and guys certainly didn't show off their athletic equipment as much as they did in boarding school, so the casual conversations were important: anything to hear a jock talk about jocks.

"So what do lacrosse players wear below the waist anyway? They don't look like they're wearing any pads?" (I full well know the answer!)

"You played football in high school? Man, I was too small. Too much equipment anyway. What stuff did you have to wear?" (And then I would gradually steer the conversation so that the guys was talking about wearing or not wearing a cup.)

"I didn't know you wrestled. Did you guys wear cups in case your opponent grabbed you in the nuts?" (For the record, I've never met a wrestler who's ever worn a cup under his singlet for competition. Jocks, yes, tightie-whities, yes, but not a cup.)

"I heard on NPR today about a company that's doing really well. Underarmour. Have you heard of it?" (I asked a former football player who then talked about how much he loves his UA shorts for running.)

Now in my late 20s, my jock fetish really feeds off of the Internet, but this is hardly satisfying. It's one thing to look at pictures of gay porn models in jockstraps, but it's entirely different to come across a picture of something "real." Or to read about real memories, not fantasy memories. That's why I like Outsports so much.

Good "real" photos are like these:

Athletes at a party wearing nothing but Underarmour shorts. Hockey players at an initiation ceremony wearing nothing but jockstraps. Lacrosse players where you can see the waistband of their jockstraps peeking out over their shorts. Wrestlers where you can see the jockstrap underneath their singlets. Hell, I even enjoyed the hidden locker room pics of wrestlers who were pulling on jockstraps and singlets – it reminded me a little of my high school days.

So that's what excites me now. "Real" pictures, "real" sightings of "real" jocks who wear jocks. I guess this is because I have such rich memories from high school. I crave the real thing.

I hope this thread will trigger your own memories or current sightings. I would appreciate it.


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[ May 30, 2006, 09:27 AM: Message edited by: m1 ]

Great post.

I'm not really a jock and never have been. But we still had locker rooms in high school and communal showers in college, so yeh, there is a memory or two there.

Went to high school in the late 70s and early 80s. Guys were less uptight about their bodies then. Boys still showered after gym. It was cool to see them take off their uniforms and get a full view of what was underneath. This one guy Allen, always showed a big log in his jeans or corduroy pants. It was great that he had the same gym class I did our senior year, and his locker was next to mine. He was big and fat down there, and had lots of pubes for a high school senior.

Jimmy was our QB during our senior year. Very hot but homophobic. Great bulge. We were not friends but got along well. We were chem lab partners our junior year. One day, I discovered I left my gym shirt at home. So, he lent me his football jersey to wear for gym. Um, yeh, I liked that. One unjock memory that still sticks with me - he sat in front of me in biology class. One day for no reason during lab experiments, he turns around and stares at me. This is like a 15 second long eye lock, and it was not hateful in nature. I melted. Maybe he knew that somehow. I still wonder to this day what was in his mind.

At the time, I never got turned on by high school or college showers. But that started to change when I lived in a dorm late in college. Our RA was named Paul. He was horsehung and did not mind showing it off. He'd walk around the bathroom and shower area for many minutes before and after showering, wearing nothing but a towel draped over his shoulder. For anyone who says Irish men are small, this guy blew that theory right the hell out of the water.

Boxers were also not popular then, so there was an overload of tighty whitey packages to be seen in my room and nearby. ;-) I remember one day a guy across the hall from me laying on his bed in his underwear with his hand on his cock while watching TV. He later became a cop.

Wrestlers. The best.

When I was a senior in high school, I played baseball and we had seperate locker rooms near the field. Our assistant coach was actually still in college, he was doing student teaching. He actually played for our team when I was a 8th grade and freshman. I knew him because he also lived a couple blocks from me. He was 22 and I was 18 and we were good friends.. still good friends. He was the first guy I ever kissed and it happened in our locker room. There were always rumors about him in school and I guess they were true. We always laugh now, he says that we could have been part of a good porn. lol

This is a very reflective post for me too. I remember quite well how attracted I was to this particular jock in physical education class at high school. I think I was a junior at the time, and I remember having a total crush on this hot tall, hairy guy who was in my p.e. class. I think it was my first crush on any guy, and I will always remember how powerful it was. Ah..memories.

[ February 22, 2005, 07:20 AM: Message edited by: puckman1 ]

I remember one guy in gym class who had red curly hair on his head & pubes & very fair white skin. He looked just like Michelangelo's David come to life... It was kind of nice to see some hot hairy guy that you had admired in class & then to see what they looked like in the locker room naked . The camraderie - teasing, joking , towel snapping was fun too.

Back in my high school, the class bully, Eli, always picked on me. He was the star quarterback & had the body of Marky Mark. He was such an ass towards me, but damn! He popped up in many of my dreams.

There was Danny. He had the James Dean brooding look down. Just simply a gorgeous boy. Wow. He would just give a look to a girl and she would melt. Secretly, I was too.

Ah, yes, communal showers after P.E. class in high school. Awesome! My favorite part of the day. Unfortunately, P.E. was only during my freshman and sophomore years.

Great topic!

At my all boys high school I had such an unbelievable crush on this guy Phil. He was a short teen, I believe part italian and part spanish. He played on the baseball team and was considered one of the best. I used to get all goose-bumpy around him. I would always hope that when the class schedules were released each semester that I would be in the same classes as Phil. But this was rare. I recall doing odd things just to get him to like me. He was so quiet and a bit mysterious but so hip and real attractive. Guys, I tell you I was in love.

[ February 22, 2005, 10:05 AM: Message edited by: amazin12 ]

Man...I haven't thought about this in a long time....PE guy named Jason, played hockey for the high school team...I remember seeing him for naked every day for about 3 months (semestered school, same four subjects every day) trim body, nice treasure trail of brown hair....but the most distinctive feature, I remember, was his dark ring around..his "lil guy" that fascinated me.

(sigh)

I was far too closeted in high school to ever have the courage to take "that step" toward approaching a guy, or even doing that playful rough-housing for fear of being outed. It's ok, though. High school was not the happiest time of my life, feeling different and all. I much prefer my intimate encounters today when I have a better sense of myself.

But, and not to get too off-topic, I remember this one guy, Matt. He was the town stoner, really nice guy but usually high on pot. Not the best looking guy and one of the skinniest guys you'd ever find. Always cutting P.E., too. He had no interest in sports and fitness.

Well, ten years after graduation, who discovers bodybuilding and who gets clean and sober and who transforms his toothpick body into a muscled god looking like some chiseled statue? Matt. A really amazing transformation.

Copman, I enjoy your story about the hairy red haired guy with red hair and red pubes. What did his thing look like? Was it enormous? Cut or uncut? Tell me more!

Normal size - everyone I knew was cut back then. Just imagine the statue & you got a picture of the guy.

Thank you copman.

I recall being on the hs basketball team as a freshman and this one guy, who was so much more built and developed than the rest of us, asked at half time of a game if anyone had an extra jock that he could borrow. (I nearly peeled mine off for him) Then he said something like "everytime I run down the court its like 'boom boom'". This guy had a huge cock, it was about 5 inches flacid. Catching a glimpse of him putting on the strap and then bending his knees slightly while he put his right hand into the pouch to get everything in place still is vivid in my memory.
In college it was fun going into the bathroom in the morning when about 6-8 guys would be standing naked leaning against the wall waiting to use one of the two showers. Brings back horny memories.

[ February 26, 2005, 04:13 AM: Message edited by: WestMass ]

Yeah, I have a similar memory. I was in the locker room one day and I could hear one of the basketball players yell that he needed his "game jock," and then went on to explain to his laughing teammates around him that he had a "game jock" and a "practice jock."

Man, high school. I was one of the unlucky students that didn't have shower time after P.E.

There was a friend in high school though that was notorious for his big cock. He would walk up to the chalkboard, or get something from the teacher with a major hardon. He told a female friend of mine that it was nine inches.

He ended up going to college with me, and one night we were going out. He ended up taking a shower in my dorm and getting ready at my place, and he didn't hesitate to strip down in front of me. Nothing ever happened, but I can still see him naked semi-hard.

Communal showers were/are a good thing for the dorm.

I forgot to add how he became famous: he was a tall, blond guy with muscles that played football, basketball, and baseball. Every time he would pitch, he would do like Javier Vasquez and readjust himself.

I have great memories like that too. I lived in the jock dorm and around 10 am every day there would be a line of guys waiting for the showers to get to class. It was so hot to see naked guys standing around talking, towels around their necks. Ah, good times.

I am thinking back to my dorm days and remembering Pete. Pete was gay and very out. Pete was also 6'3" and 220 lbs of solid muscle, well hung, and very capable of throwing a guy across the room for calling him fag or queer. He had 3 bigger brothers and knew how to fight.

Anyway this made for an interesting time at the showers, because he would openly flirt with the guys waiting in line or at the sinks shaving. He would never go too far, never get to that point of completely crossing the line, but he would stand it on. Turned many guys faces very red, and gave a few a hard ons with his verbal descriptions of what he would like to do.
He was extremely ballsy or maybe stupid, but no one ever did anything to him.

I wasn't out at the time but admired the guy. Still regret not taking him up on the offer of showering with him, when I was in a long line waiting. He turned my face red and caused me to readjust my towel at the thought.

Oh my God, where did you guys go to college? I'm jealous! My dorm was never like that and I went to school at UCLA, in a huge city-go figure!

Anyway, in high school, I played baseball and football and, in Ohio, you just didn't have openly gay experiences, but, my first sexual experience was with a fellow baseballer and I definitely can say that my "first time" was something good to remember! Good thing my girlfriend and his girlfriend never found out! :-)

This was Kansas in the late 80s, it was an anomaly. Pete was unique and well known on campus. He did what he wanted to do. His claim to fame on campus was in 88 when Kansas won the NCAA championship, he paraded down Jayhawk Boulevard, wearing only boots, a jayhawk baseball cap and a smile. I didn't get to see that but as soon as someone described him, I knew who it was. Apparently the cool March evening didn't cause that much shrinkage.

Thanks bud for the post, it brought back a load of memories. Been afraid to talk about it for years but I have a huge jockstrap fetish. Ever since I slipped on my BIKE youth supporter I was hooked. To this day when I see a jock hangin in the sporting goods ailse, in the locker room, or when I'm puttin one on I start to get a bone! I'll admit I have taken some chances and snagged jocks in Jr. High, High School, College and now at my Y. I also purposely leave jocks behind. I joined sports in school just so I could wear a jock and a cup (loved to play cup check!!). Now I volunteer as a coach so I can wear my jock and tight coaches shorts, waistband showin over the shorts and ass straps clearly displayin!! Stay strapped buds!

Careful dude! Talk like that could put sexual performance enhancement drugs out of business. wink Can't say that I ever found 'real jocks' in high school or college all that sexy. And it was a good thing because of the same problem that Explorersea mentions. Most of the sexy looking guys were homophobic turn-offs then.

Most of the responses were about HS or college locker rooms (and have been very exciting--Thanks!), but I can share my current situation and which I believe you will thoroughly enjoy.

Although I'm not a sheriff's deputy, I teach a class at a sheriff's station. I've been there for a few years & I'm great friends w/ all of them. Needless to say I have full access to their locker room, shower room, & bath room. I have in many occasions gone in to use the bathroom facilites (since it's right across from my classroom) & have seen my pals in the buff--OUCH! Also, they often change into their uniforms/adjust their clothing without hesitation. The cool thing about it is that they are aware of my sexuality & have been supportive since they found out. The sarge asked me one day if I had "partied" in Silverlake or WeHo. That was his way of making me understand that he was cool w/ me. Turns out he was co-in-charge of the hate crimes unit at the WeHo station some time ago. Now many of us go out to lunch. In addition, I have been invited to their family parties & "poker nights." One in fact has become like a brother to me (where once he was a Rush Limbaugh fan--not any more though, thanks to me).

Honestly, it has been VERY diificult to maintain my cool when they shower or change in front of me. I have tons of fantasies to last me a life time...

Finally, I love the many rides I've been taken on in the sheriffs police cars. And thank god it wasn't because I was in trouble. Although I'd like to play an "arrest-me-officer" fantasy if I had the opportunity.

thanks sc, nice post

whats the most poplular undergear, briefs? boxer briefs? boxers? any jocks or cup sightings?

I played rugby at school. We had a communal bath afterwards, of course the teams had separate changing rooms, but the wet area was for everybody, so two big baths (although I remember one school which only had one) and a lot of looking.

And I'm pretty sure I know what awakened my latent homosexuality. That was life-saving practice at the nearby pool, which was on the campus of the national physical education training college, and our classes began after water-polo training. The trainee P.E.-teachers were still showering and changing as we arrived, and used to muck us about. As a twelve year old I just felt a sort of special thrill wandering about between guys who seemed to be athletic and muscular giants. It all seemed to be at eye level although I just wasn't quite sure what and why and how and when.
But weren't water-polo speedos nice?!

While its nice that you are so hot over uniformed officers - and some ARE hot, some less so...BUT aren't there hot guys in all professions? Don't ALL guys change in locker rooms & adjust themselves when necessary? :confused: Not being sarcastic but to me a hot man is a hot man - no matter where he works. Of course I have a total fixation with Italians, so what do I know??? wink

[ March 11, 2005, 02:28 PM: Message edited by: copman ]

I agree w/ you totally that SEXY men come in all shapes, forms, sizes, professions, etc. The point here was that not very many gay men have that type of access to uniformed officers locker rooms. And many gay men have particular interest in men who wear uniforms (whether a cop, fireman, etc). When I've told my story to my friends they have all responded the same--w/ keen interest! Much porn has been devoted to this very topic.

I guess I could have written about the jocks that I encountered in the locker room...I just wanted to post another twist to the locker room.

I was on the swim / diving team at university and the guy who lived across the hall was a star on the football team. In fact he was All Canadian 3 yrs in a row. Nice guy who seemed to like to show off his 6'4" bod (and it was worth showing off :-). He wore the shortest bathrobe on the floor after his showers, it barely covered his butt or much else and he was always popping into my room to chat or watch tv. He wasn't exactly careful about keeping things covered up. Was never sure if he was trying to temp me, out me or come on to me. He was also very friendly, lots of arm around shoulder when we were walking etc. Havent seen or heard anything about him since we graduated, but I do sometimes wonder if he ever figured things out.

[ April 03, 2005, 05:52 AM: Message edited by: swiminbuff ]

Swiminbuff, did he ever leave his jock or underwear out where you saw it?

[ March 29, 2005, 05:50 PM: Message edited by: Eastsidewa ]

Oh.

My.

God.

Dare I ask. Did you wash them before wearing the other guys underwear?

Scarfing others' swim trunks, on the other hand, presents no such hygiene issues. Not that I would ever do such a thing, of course.

Did I ever mention that my nickname in the Navy was "Skivvy Rustler?" eek!

Did you "scarf" them off the guys while they were being worn?

No, that's "pantsing." And I ain't never done none o'that neither!

LOL, I was just curious as to how much rustling you did in the Navy and what exactly you rustled up?

I wonder how many guys remember their first time in a locker room in school? For me it happened in 7th grade. I'm 52, so this was around 1965 for me. None of the guys seemed homophobic. We were interested in the changes our bodies were going through.

I remember this one guy named Steve who was in Roosevelt Jr. High in Cedar Rapids. He and I had the biggest cocks, though we were not muscular young men per se. I was uncut and Steve had a nice fat circumscised dick. We both had a lot of hair around our cock and balls. In the locker room we 14 and 15 year olds would show off and talk about each other's dicks.

Soon we got into group jackoffs and I remember one time several of us climaxed and shot loads of sperm all over the locker room floor just seconds before the coach came in!

I still have a vivid memory of a boy named Lloyd who one day jumped up on a bench and pulled down his jock strap right in front of my face as his beautiful uncut hard on bounced out at me and he said "oh, you want to see it, huh? Okay!"

One day one of the boys noticed I was hard and he pointed at me and said to everybody "Look at that kid's hose." A kid next to me said "can I touch it?" and I said yes, but he never did.

Our gym class was so large the boys had to use two shower rooms. We got the idea to invite some of the guys from the other locker room one by one down to ours during successive gym classes to see what they looked like naked. Then we rated them and drew up a list! We got a real surprise one day when a guy named Doug undressed and had this really hairy bod, which was unusual for a 15 year old. We all gasped when he took off his shirt. I remember he had these great tanlines and tight white butt as he went into the shower room. We all sort of scrambled after him. Soon he was soaping his nice long prick and one of the bolder guys went over and washed the soap off the kid's cock and balls while we all crowded around. They laughed about sucking it off but again, no one did.

We were all pretty shy, and spent a lot of time talking about girls. But we really enjoyed each other and the horseplay too. The closest I came to having an experience with any of them is this one young guy who would always make sure he brushed up against me as he walked nude past me between the bench and the lockers on the way too and from the showers. He acted as if it was innocent and neither of us acknowledged it, but the last day of school as he came back dripping wet with a raging hard on, he took his right hand and pulled my foreskin back and forth a few times and laughed. Nobody saw him do it but I practically came then and there.

I also remember the day I was late getting into the shower room and there was a boy already in there with a hard dick playing with himself. To my amazement, he came over to me and started to pee on my groin! I still have no idea how he managed that since he was hard. I quickly turned away but I remember the hot stream and how it felt on me. He then told everybody what he'd done and I was so embarrassed. But I secretly enjoyed it.

Have other memories too of the showers to post if anyone's interested...

My experience was a little bit different. I went to an all boys boarding school so we lived together in dorms and saw each other naked frequently in the dorms and in the locker rooms as sports were compulsory for all students. We never did anything in the locker rooms although I am sure there was a lot of covert checking each other out. The dorms were a different thing. There we did have measuring contests and jerk offs.
I later found out that for some guys things went a little farther.....

[ April 03, 2005, 09:02 AM: Message edited by: swiminbuff ]

This is stuff for porn magazines, NOT a sports website.

Originally posted by RickJ:
Have other memories too of the showers to post if anyone's interested...

Do tell!

Joe in Philly - memories of sports and the locker rooms in high school and college don't have to be porn they can just be memories. I'm not sure I buy into the stories of the guys that go from just a bunch of high school/college guys sharing a locker room to suddenly having group jo's in the locker room and I probably agree with you that those are most likely fantasies but I do believe that there are lots of guys like me that have very fond memories of sharing the locker room with their classmates in high school or enjoying the view of jocks in the showers or their jock straps in the locker room.

I attended an all boys catholic high school and graduated in 1979 and at the time most all the guys wore white briefs on a daily basis and jock straps were the most common undergarment in the locker room for guys playing football, basketball and baseball. Most of the track and cross country guys just wore their underwear.

As 14 year old freshman I was both terrified of the locker room and the thought of standing in the wide open group shower totally naked in front of so many other guys and at the same time very interested in seeing how other guys developed. I think whether you are straight or gay that most guys at this age probably looked at their classmates and noticed how they were maturing. With a range from 14 year old freshman to 18 year old seniors there was always quite a range of body sizes, shapes and states of maturity. Smooth almost hairless guys to those with thick pubic hair, chest hair and even the rare guy with hair covering his butt. For most of us this was the first time we ever saw so many boys/men naked and depending on the number of brothers you might have or the level of modesty that your father, if you had one, practiced at home, it might be the first time you really saw anyone other than yourself naked.

I have to admit that jock straps were a very intriguing part of that experience. Only the jocks wore jock straps and they seemed to be very confident changing, standing around or walking across the locker room in just their strap and thought nothing of reaching in the pouch to adjust their equipment especially if the jock contained a protective cup. Being one of the track / crosscountry guys, I didn't have much of a reason to wear a jock and I guess that made them all the more interesting.

During winter months of January - February the school would conduct winter conditioning before classes began. Mostly the footbally players participated in this process which was held from 6:30 - 7:30 in the morning. Usually 60-100 guys would take part meaning there were lots of guys showering and getting dressed in the locker room before class started at 8:00. I often would find a reason to walk through the locker room during those mronings just to check out all the sweaty guys stripping from their sweaty gym gear and jocks and coming and going from the showers.

It wasn't uncommon to find a "lost jock" in the locker room after practices at night and if I was one of the last ones there on a day of a cross country meet or a late practice and a lost jock was lying around, a few of them found their way into my bookbag where I could take them home and wear them, standing in front of the mirror and comparing my body in the jock to that of my classmates.

The memories don't have to be pornographic, but I think for many of us the locker room and jock straps were a very real part of growing up, and a way to answer our curiousity about maturing, body hair, penis size etc.

That's true, but some people who start and/or post to these threads are more interested in porn. Such as the post that said: "I also remember the day I was late getting into the shower room and there was a boy already in there with a hard dick playing with himself. To my amazement, he came over to me and started to pee on my groin!"

I agree, this doesn't sound like porn to me, locker room talk

I remember being scared in the lockerroom during my freshmen year. But after a while, it became no big deal. I admit I did find myself "looking" more often than I should but if my classmates noticed, they didn't say anything. On a side note, I know this has nothing to do with the topic at hand but I had to mention it, I remember when our class was going back to the lockerrooms and there were some girls outside waiting for their class to start. They were browsing through a magazine with naked guys on it. They quickly hid it when we saw them. They looked really embarassed. I just pretended not to notice. But now that I think about it, I think I remember what magazine it was. It was a Colt Men magazine. Dammit why didn't they share! [grin]

where in the hell did straight girls get an issue of Colt?

I believe that many men have fetishes about jock straps and athletes because of their first look at the male body is in the high school lockerroom. THe masculine form fo the jock strap and the smell of sweat combine for a powerful erotic image. And speaking of jock straps, I think they were invented by a gay man as a joke on straight men..shapes the package and frames the buttocks perfectly.

I agree smartalec, also thought the same thing, but all these straight guys have been wearin em for years and are hooked Heck, I get a stir just hearin the word "JOCKSTRAP" or "ATHLETIC SUPPORTER" mentioned in the locker room!