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Unlike Wednesday, which was an easy day for classes, Thursday was very busy for both Bill and Joe, both with classes that started at 8 AM and one that did not finish till 5:20 that afternoon. Joe’s first class at 8 AM was freshman calculus. Joe had learned about the limit of ∆x as ∆ → 0 was dx, and now the instructor was talking about the difference between ∆y/∆x and dy/dx.

Bill was in a chemistry class, organic chemistry. There, the instructor had discussed a whole series of similar organic compounds that were basically all the same but the chain length starting with methane and then ethane going to the others such as butane and propane. Bill had learned that short-chain hydrocarbons were likely a gas, but as the chain length increased, the hydrocarbon became liquid. Today’s lecture was on benzene rings, a weird sweet-smelling but potentially noxious 6-sided, hexagon- shaped organic compound.

Bill and Joe both thought these courses were far more interesting than the course that was plodding through Middle East literature for sure.

Truth is, this was just an very average ordinary college work day for two freshman pursuing a technical degrees, and neither Bill or Joe had much time for their minds to wander even a little.

The day was long, and Bill and Joe stopped at an on-campus sandwich shop for a sub on the way home from class. They both arrived at the dorm room and it was well after 6 pm.

Joe knew that he still had a bunch of clothes is a store bag that he hadn’t even pulled out to look at yet. There was a compression tee, a pair of compression shorts, a pair of jammers that were quite similar to the compression shorts, and of course a strap with a pouch for a cup, and two separate cups, one smaller and flatter-shaped than the other. That, of course, was the “Pee Wee” cup Joe had tossed in the cart at the last minute.

Bill’s bag only contained the Tyr Jammer he had bought. Bill already had the other items and had worn them the night he had the funchball wet dream.

Joe decided that the first thing that he needed to do was to clip all the tags off of the jammers and the compression gear, and so he first dug out his toenail clipper and did that. But his attention was really drawn to the strap and cups that he had purchased, each in separate blister packs.

Non-athlete students in high school claim to be more interested in studying than in playing rough-and-tumble team athletic games, and this is no more true than for any game that required the players to wear a strap and a hard cup.

Yet, these same, what some would label as “pointy-headed” students frequently wonder what it would be like to be a high school athlete, but in particular how the athletic garb might fit and feel. And high school guys are normally fixated on the sensations that they may be feeling in the groin area.

A lot of high school athletic garb fits, shall we say, rather snugly in the groin area. Football pants are an excellent example. It would be the rare non-football-playing high-school male who would not take notice of that, or that the players might be wearing straps with hard cups underneath the snug-and-shiny football pants. This is where simply noticing all of this meets arousal, as in starting to think about what that football player so clad might be experiencing given the garb he is wearing. Maybe this is a gay side on the part of the observer…or maybe just “normal” under the circumstances. Who knows? More importantly who even cares?

Joe went through high school having observed all of this, and to a certain degree his observations he knew were created some “pre-erection” tension in his groin area. Every guy knows what this tension feels like. This happens over and over to post-pubescent guys. The tension is part of the not-knowing uncertainty of it all.

But Joe, being a non-athlete, had never had the opportunity to see exactly what these football players clad in straps, hard cups and snug-fitting pants were experiencing, and his curiosity that he first had several years ago was now bouncing around in his head.

The strap and the two cups he had purchased were still in those little cardboard and clear plastic blister packs that had hung on the racks at the sporting goods store. As Joe pulled the three items out of the bag, all of these thoughts and experiences he had had in high school watching the high school football players and what they were wearing suddenly come flooding back.

Joe decided that he was most anxious to first get the strap out of the blister pack, so he could examine it in more detail. The strap Joe bought had a 2 ½ inch wide waistband of elastic with tiny blue and red parallel stripes, a pouch with an opening to hold a hard cup, and two leg straps that were attached from the pouch to the waistband in such a way that they would cut across his glutes, a lot like the ones the football players appeared to be wearing under their football pants. The waistband made of strong elastic did not appear to be very big around and Joe was thinking that the strap would be difficult even to get into. Joe realized that once he was in the strap, his butt was going to be completely naked with no center strap or thong back that would cover his crack.

Joe had noticed that football pants almost invariably had a double layer of fabric about three inches wide that ran vertically down in back from the waistband, and he had often wondered why they were made that way. He now realized that the logical reason was that the double layer of fabric provided extra protection so the football player’s crack could not be seen when the player was wearing a backless strap, as the Lycra-blend fabric in the pants could be a bit transparent in place. The strap pouch and cup of course covered the front, although what that meant is that every player would have a bulge exactly where the cup was positioned, and the bulge would be quite obvious.

Joe knew the compression shorts and jammers were thinner than football pands, and he was wondering whether he would get a similar if not stll more obvious bulge assuming he was wearing the shorts or jammers over the strap and cup. This was going to be a new experience for Joe for sure.

Joe pulled the strap out of the blister pack and strated to examoine it, the wide but seemingly small waistband, the pouch that appeared to be made out of a stretchy but knit fabric, and the ¾ inch wide leg straps. As Joe examined the details of the strap construction, he knew that the next step was to see how the strap fit and felt once he tried it on.

Joe’s penis knew that something new and uncertain was up too. Joe was sensing a certain tension in his groin area, a tension that he had experienced many times before. In fact, he had experienced the much the same feelings the night before just before he got into his Solar brief. Joe knew where that had led. But if anything the strap was skimpier than the swim brief was, and would fit more snugly too. Then there was the hard cup. Joe’s penis quickly started oozing out tiny drops of precum, almost instantly felt as a tiny but growing wet spot on his tighty whiteys at the very tip of his penis

Joe loved it and the sensations when his body started to ooze as in produce precum. Joe was fascinated by the tiny drops of a crystal clear, viscous liquid. When that happened, Joe knew that he was getting signals to take everything to the next step, if at all possible, and the next step obviously involved actually trying on the strap.

……To be continued