What to wear?

[sebbie]

It was 5:35 PM by the time both Bill and Joe had made it back to the dorm room. They were planning on going out to get a sandwich to eat, but they decided maybe they should look at their purchases first. They each had a plastic bag of new clothes with the logo of the big-box sporting goods store on the outside. In Joe’s case, the larger items were at the bottom of the bag, and the smaller items on top, except that the strap and the two cups in their little blister packs had slipped to the bottom of the bag too.

Joe reached into the bag, and, of course, the first item he pulled out of the bag was the little maroon Solar brief.

Joe called out to Bill “Hey Bill, let’s try new swimsuits on, and see for sure if we got the right size or not.”

Bill said: “I was thinking about that too!”

Of course, the suits were on a clearance rack, and the store probably would not have exchanged them for size, anyway, but Joe’s statement at least sounded somewhat plausible.

The suits of course were loaded down with 3 tags on each that discussed the merits of the suits. Joe knew he had a toenail clipper in his desk drawer and started snipping tags. Then he passed the clippers over to Bill and he did the same.

Joe said: “I suppose I should strip down if I am going to see if the suit fits me right.”

Bill agreed, and soon both of them were slipping out of their clothes.

Joe took off his shoes, socks, and PacSun Bullhead Skinny jeans first, and then slipped out of his blue-and-white checked shirt. Bill did likewise, with his Levis coming off before his royal blue polo shirt.
Joe was now standing there wearing only his tighty whiteys. Bill at this point was clad only in his plaid boxers, aside from a little silver-color chain around his neck.

Joe and Bill had seen each other clad this way in their skiveys dozens of times, just before nearly every lights out.

With that, Joe drops his white briefs and starts to pull on his brand new maroon Solar. Joe was feeling a little apprehensive at this point, but he felt almost surprisingly in control despite the sensation of tension in his penis and groin area. Joe was a bit stumped on how exactly he was supposed to position himself inside the brief, up, down or to one side. Initially, he thought that down was the obvious choice, but that seemed uncomfortable. He then tried positioning himself to one side or another. Finally Joe tried the “up” position. Joe really liked the way he looked in the mirror in that position, but there was one problem, well, maybe two problems. Meanwhile Bill was getting into his own navy blue suit while silently watching and taking in the positioning experiments Joe was running.

Joe quickly discovered that the underside of his penis is much more sensitive than the top. The slippery Lycra material felt really great next to and sliding along the underside of his penis. This penis next to Lycra felt cool in the up position. Joe quickly noticed a drop of precum forming on his new suit, right where the tip of his penis was in the suit. He also quickly noticed that he was starting to grow and get hard, quite hard in fact.

Bill was also attempting to find a comfortable position for himself. Quite frankly, Bill was better endowed than Joe when he was not aroused. Joe was more of a grower. And Bill was starting to confront some of the same issues that Joe was facing. The down position worked poorly for Bill too. Sideways was a little better but not by much. And by that point Bill was starting to grow and produce precum too. Then Bill tried the up position, and instantly he understood why Joe liked that so much. Bill was suddenly getting hard, real hard. Bill was now very concerned that he had gotten himself to the point of no return, so to speak.

And all of the events of the days were too much for Joe. Joe was losing control too and he knew it. Sometimes you can take only so much stimulation and then everything comes aparts and there is an explosion of semen. This happens not only because of what is going on now, but the accumulated impact of all the events of the day.

All of the day’s events were just too much. Both Bill and Joe soon exploded in consecutive bursts of semen, only about 30 minutes apart, semen that got all over both of their new suits.

Was this just solo sex, or was this some crazy type of partner sex? Who knows? More importantly, who cares?

Joe and Bill were both still planning on going out to eat, but first they needed to get their new suits washed out and their own bodies cleaned up. And the showers were way down the hall.

…….To be continued

[sebbie]

Bill and Joe figured the easiest way to clean up afterwards was to take a shower. They both put on their terry cloth robes, and stuck their respective “soiled” Solars crumpled up in the big robe pockets. Then, when they took their showers they simply pulled their suits out of the pockets in the robes and laid them on the tiled shower floor where the water from the shower heads would hit them.

This actually worked like a charm. The suits were almost instantly all wet from the shower water, and it was simply a matter of picking up the suits and wringing them out. They did this for two or three times, and now the suits were as clean as new. All that needed to happen now was to hang the suits up on their respective towel racks in the dorm room, and everything would be as good as new, or t least nearly so.

Joe and Bill then again got dressed, Bill in his Levis 511 and Joe once again in his PacSun skinny jeans. Bill switched to a sand-colored polo shirt and Bill went with another shirt he had with a narrow red-and-white stripe on everything but the collar, which was solid white. Both Joe and Bill looked pretty sharp.

There was a nice Burger King® only a short walking distance from the dorm room, and Joe had a “Two Whopper meals for $8.99 coupon. The price was right, well within the budget of a college freshman to be sure. Plus, Bill was, well, amused by the fact that both Bill and Joe would be ordering whoppers right after, well, you know what just happened.

Orgasms, especially male orgasms, are weird fun in all sorts of marvelous ways. Sometimes erections seem to happen almost instantly, after only a minute or two of just seeing something the guy thinks is exciting. But sometimes the arousal sequence is an experience that an last for the better part of the day as arousing events keep piling up as the day wears on. Each one of these individual events may not appear to amount to much, say Joe thinking about the possibility of owning his own diver boy suit, something he had never done before. Then there was the process of actually going to the store and finding the suit that was in his fantasy. At the start of all of this, Joe did not particularly even think that he was going to get a suit that was arousing he would jerk off in, the idea of looking like a diver was simply a fantasy that he had long. It was only after Joe got INTO the suit that he discovered that doing so was quite arousing.

The combination of the skimpy fit, the slick Lycra, and the experiments in positioning oneself repeatedly inside the suit along with something of a discovery that the underside of his penis was far more sensitive than on top all worked together to make Joe hard. Of course, sitting in a boring class merely contemplating what could happen once Joe got back to the dorm room did not hurt, either.

What surprised Joe was that Bill, a guy who always acted in control, quickly got himself worked up into exactly the same state. Joe thought that this was interesting, especially because Joe and Bill both regarded themselves as quite straight. What is it about being in a doom when another guy is getting an erection and then an orgasm that is so sexually exciting, anyway? Both Bill and Joe were thinking about this as they ordered their couponed Whopper combos. Neither Bill nor Joe wanted to start a conversation about what had just took place. Both of them thought that maybe the less that was said, the better. Just treat the entire sequence events like one would treat any private solo sex jerk off session. After all, when both Joe and Bill were growing up, they would never announce to the rest of their family what they had just done for goodness sakes.

Maybe silence was the best policy here as well. The less said the better. Bill and Joe were still roommates and good friends. In many respects they were very similar, two career-focused straight guys. They were still two career-focused straight guys. Maybe a little time would make everything like it was again. But then, both Bill and Joe had their other clothing items. Could they resist the urges to mess around with these items if only just a bit?

…….To be continued

[sebbie]

So, Bill and Joe ended up at the Burger King® just a short walking distance from their dormitory, and Bill had a valid coupon for two Whoppers®, two fries, and two soft drinks for $8.99. That was quite a deal, as the regular price for a single Whopper® Combo deal was $6.29.

Whoppers® are interesting. They consist of a quarter pound ground beef patty that has been grilled on a gas-grille like device using a real natural gas flame, and so the taste is closer to a backyard grilled burger than the fried patties most of the other chain burger joints do. On top of that are pickles, two slices of tomato, sliced onion, mayo, lettuce and Heinz® ketchup all on a giant sesame seed bun.

The sandwiches are really quite a treat, but Bill and Joe were both thinking that this was not the first whopper that had proven to be quite enjoyable. The sandwiches were at least an “8” on a 10-point scale with respect to meals eaten by college freshmen, and who could possibly complain about the price for goodness sakes

Many guys love to rank orgasms on a 10-point scale, in much the same manner that some guys like to rank women on a 10-point scale. On the quality-of-orgasm scale, a 10 would be “up there with the best orgasm I have ever had” while a 1 would be “I could barely tell anything was happening to me at all.” Most orgasms guys have would merit at least a 6 on that scale, with the vast majority would go at least 7 or 8. Let’s face it: Most orgasms are a lot of fun, but some are really really fun, a total experience and feeling of blowing both mind and body. Bill was thinking the current Whopper at the restaurant was probably an 8, but the one that took place 50 minutes ago was maybe an 8 and a half. Joe was thinking 8 and nine for the two different whoppers. Bill, of course had only recently had his funchball wet dream, and that experience was surely a 9.5 or even better as in 9.5+ on the 10-point scale. Joe had only had the recent Solar® jerk-off experience and had no real way of comparing if the strap, cup and compression shorts deal was going to be more enjoyable or less than what Bill had just been through.

Both Bill and Joe were rather quiet at the restaurant, but both were thinking much the same thing. Had any two guys jerked off in the presence of each other, and then managed to come at approximately the same time, they would both be instantly worried that one of them would “tattle” to the other guys about what the other guy was doing. That could cause problems. Major problems as the other guy counter-tattled and then everyone would be teasing both of the guys because surely they were gay because of the mutual solo-sex episode. This would be an instant major mess in high school, perhaps non-recoverable at all. The parents would be brought in, the principal, the school board president and who knows what other people as well, all condemning what the two boys did. Suspension threats would abound, with no clear resolution at all.

But in this respect, being a college student, even just a beginning freshman, was totally different. First off, there was essentially zero probability that either Bill or Joe was going to run to some other students to explain in detail what had happened. The attitude in College was that whatever happens between two-consenting adults is fine so long as it doesn’t involve illegal activity. Of course, nonconsensual sec was an issue, maybe a legal issue, but certainly not two guys both engaged in solo sex, even dual solo sex in their own private dorm room. And unlike most high schools, at most colleges and universities same-sex activity of whatever sort between consenting college students is fine, basically a non-event, at least so long as both parties consent which is the same as saying that neither party objects. Colleges in general tolerate certain aspects of human behavior far better than most high schools would, and the locus parentis only really applies to activities that are potentially illegal. After all, the college freshmen are considered to be young adults and are permitted to behave as adults not children in need of constant oversight and then discipline should things get out of line.

Bill did not say “Joe, I do not want to watch you squirm as you struggle to get into your new Speedo®” now did he?

Joe did not say “I would rather not see you figure out how you are going to get into your new suit, Bill, and what ‘issues’ for you might arise” either.

Both Bill and Joe agreed that was what they were going to do, and both seemed to enjoy not only their own experience, but also very much watching the other have a similar experience and seeing exactly what happened during the entire process. Where this all fits on a 5- or 6-point straight-versus-gay scale is the unanswered question. Would any guy be able to watch another guy in this “predicament” without getting at least somewhat aroused, never mind whether the first guy considered himself as “completely straight”. Maybe nearly all guys have a gay side under such circumstances.

So, here we are. Two freshman men who thought they were ruler straight-guys, Bill and Joe, both engaged in solo sex in the presence of the other, pulled on Speedos® rubbed themselves, played with their penises in the suits and finally ended up coming at approximately the same time. Was this simply plain ordinary masturbation that happened to take place in the presence of another, or was this instead some sort of slightly out-of-whack method of engaging in same-sex partner sex that some people might not call same-sex partner sex. Bill and Joe took zero risks. Neither will get pregnant because of all of this, nor will either contract an STD because of what had just happened. They each learned something about their roommate, however, something really interesting and they were both having thoughts that had never occurred to them before. Complicated thoughts. This was a weird but fascinating puzzle, to be sure.

It had been a long and complicated day for Bill and Joe. They were both tired, well exhausted too from jerking off. They had a little studying to do before tomorrow’s classes too. So they went back to the dorm room, quickly finished their studies and crawled into bed. Any further messing around with the straps, cups and compression shorts would just have to wait.

……..To be continued

[sebbie]

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

[sebbie]

By now, Joe had taken off the clothes he had worn to class, and was sitting on the end of his bed dressed only in a white-cotton V-neck tee shirt and a pair of Hanes tighty whitey briefs. Joe had managed to get the athletic supporter out of the cardboard-and-clear plastic blister pack, and was now in the process of carefully examining it.

First, he stretched the 2 ½ inch waistband with the red-and white horizontal stripe. As he did this he wondered if the strap would ever fit around his 32-inch waist as it looked awfully small to him. But there was also quite a bit of stretch to it, but it still was going to be a very snug fit around his waist, at the best.

Next, Joe examined the pouch very carefully. The pouch was made of some really strange looking material. It was if the pouch were made of a material that was partly from elastic threads similar to the waist band elastic. It was stretchy, and yet it almost appeared to be a knit fabric, certainly something one would never see used in any normal clothing.

Finally, Joe tugged at the leg straps. These were made from a ¾ inch wide elastic band, fastened at about the 10 o’clock and the 2 o’clock positions on the waistband, and then to the bottom of the pouch at the other end. These leg straps appeared to have a lot of stretch to them. Joe did not yet realize this, but the way the leg strapped pulled and tugged at the pouch was going to be part of the interesting sensations once Joe got himself pulled into the strap. This scheme puts upward pressure on a guy’s perineum area, just directly behind the scrotum A lot of nerve endings terminate there and the upward pressure there from the leg straps tugging and pressing upward can be quite enjoyable to be sure.

Joe was actually oozing quite a bit of precum as he did all of this, just merely examining the strap in detail, and the wet spot on his Hanes briefs was about quarter-sized. Joe was concerned that Bill would start to notice what was happening to Joe.

Bill was sitting on the foot end of his own twin bed, acting as nonchalant as possible, but taking all of this in without acting as if he was not staring at Joe and what Joe was doing.

It is sometimes funny how things guys do affect them. You wouldn’t expect that simply taking a strap out of its blister-pack container and carefully examining it would be a sexual turn-on for straight-arrow Joe, but it was, and here is why.

A lot of what is going on here has to do with Joe’s experience (or, maybe better, lack of experience) in wearing various kinds of snug-fitting clothing as a teen-ager, snug-fitting clothing frequently worn by teen athletes. Joe was having the same problem a couple days ago when he tried on the new swim brief, and quickly found himself quickly and uncontrollably shooting off right into the brief. Had Joe been a team swimmer, he would have worked through his fascination/turn on with wearing a little swim brief years ago, and doing the same in College probably would not have resulted in a significant “response” on the part of his body.

When guys do not get a chance to experiment in their early teen years, however, the unresolved uncertainty about this tends to gradually build over time, as the guy keeps thinking that other guys his age are perhaps “enjoying” themselves more in this regard. A guy gets more and more focused on trying exactly the items that are “causing” the “problem” (well, this is more nearly an opportunity than a problem, perhaps) and usually this all comes to a head when the guy gets into college and is away from parents who might otherwise wonder what is up with their son. In high school, a male non-athlete cannot simply announce to his parents that he would like to go out and buy a strap and cup like he sees the high school athletes wearing as a proposal just out of the complete blue sky. The ‘rents would wonder what is up for sure, and I can just see Joe trying to explain to his parents that he thinks the jock and cup would be quite useful in his increasingly frequent masturbation sessions. That simply is not going to happen, thank you.

But now that Joe is in college, all the “rules” have changed. Joe has already talked a lot of this over with Bill, even as Bill has laid out his funchball dream in some detail. Joe doesn’t think Bill’s experience was odd at all, in fact it reinforced what Joe had long suspected but had never gotten to try for himself.

Even more obviously, even in his apprehension, Joe is clearly now enjoying all of this. Just pulling the strap out of its blister pack and examining the look-and-feel of the fabric and elastic bands is something of a turn on, and Joe can already feel the tension rise in the base of his penis even as he oozes glistening drops of precum at the tip of his penis. Whatever Joe is doing to himself right now, this is really fun. Oozing precum is always fun, thought Joe.

Joe is also completely aware that Bill his roommate is not that different from Joe. How your own situation compares with those of your peers with respect to these issues is something that never really gets resolved in high school. Otherwise, how did Bill manage to get himself inserted into that crazy funchball wet dream if that were not true. Is this in itself, gay? Who knows? But who cares? If Bill does not feel uncomfortable or embarrassed talking about this stuff in detail, why should Joe?

Joe decided that the next logical step was going to be to rip off his white cotton briefs and pull on the strap. What Joe did not realize was that the strap was going to put significant upward pressure on his sensitive perineum area. The snugger and tighter the strap is, the more the strap is going to press upward and against the perineum.

As Joe got into the strap, he could feel an all new pressure from the strap pressing tightly against his perineum. Joe swallowed in response to the sensations. Joe was starting to get hard, and he knew it. Joe now knew that some of the stuff he had only imagined about in high school was, well, absolutely accurate. Joe was now also beginning to worry that he was going to quickly completely lose control of his bodily responses and quickly ejaculate right into the strap pouch (much like he had done only the day before just getting into the Solar swim brief), never mind what could happen once the cup and compression gear were in place. Joe now was also beginning to understand what Bill had gone through two nights ago wearing all of this stuff. The strap seemed uncomfortable in some ways, but he was also getting very excited. How could a guy be both uncomfortable but at the same time feel excited? That was part of the dilemma.

Meanwhile, Bill was just sitting on the end of his own bed, still fully clothed wearing the same clothes he wore to class, taking this all in. As he watched, he soon realized that Joe had gotten himself into an interesting predicament or dilemma with his strap. But Joe didn’t seem unhappy at all. In fact, Joe seemed very happy, even enthusiastic about the situation he was in. Both Bill and Joe realized that there was more to come, much more, but Joe was first going to have to regain control of his own body. Bill thought to himself that Joe’s dilemma was not only interesting, but fun to watch as a mere observer of what was happening to Joe.

……To be continued

[sebbie]

Joe was in a dilemma of sorts. Joe had always known that he was very sensitive in his groin area, and he assumed that he was just an average guy his age in that regard. His memory of things they did and happened to him when he was only 12- or 13-years of age suddenly resurfaced. His mom used to buy him packs of three white cotton briefs, and he would get funny but not unpleasant sensations in his groin area even when he pulled a brief out of the plastic bag and tried it on. Even way back then, Joe thought that this somehow must just be normal for guys, but he had no way of finding out because he didn’t dare mention this all to his peers.

The odd-but-certainly-not-unpleasant sensation had always perplexed him to a certain degree. It seemed to be concentrated in the base not the tip of his penis. As Joe grew older, he started to associate this sensation of pleasant and certainly not uncomfortable tension with the production of tiny drops of the clear, glistening but viscous liquid Joe used to call ooze, but now knew to be precum. When that happened, Joe always felt really good, and very much liked the sensations from that. Joe knew the liquid was very different from the milky semen that happened when he had a “real” orgasm. So this was something different from an orgasm, perhaps not as powerful, but interesting in its own special way, and potentially much longer lasting, too.

Joe was now feeling the exact same way right now as he did when he was only 13-years old after pulling himself into the strap after a bit of struggle. Man, the little strap fit and felt snug. Joe was in the process confirming some of the things he had always wondered about with regard to his peer high school athletes, that there were sexual sensations associated with wearing certain kinds of athletic gear. Yesterday, he had already discovered what some teen-age swimmers and divers must be dealing with wearing Lycra-blend briefs. Some of the swimmers seemed to like to undersize their briefs at least a size or two for competition meets. And the divers seemed to love to wear briefs that really fit way small. These water-focused athletes must have some way of dealing with all of this so as to be able to compete in their respective sports without going into an orgasm in public in front of a crowd of people, but how did they handle this so as to not embarrass themselves remained a huge mystery.

Then there were the football players Joe had seen in high school, in tight-fitting football pants, with the leg straps from their jocks clearly visible in outline, not to mention a pouch and cup in the front. “How did the guys wearing this managed to keep their focus entirely on playing the game?” Joe wondered. And what might have happened in the locker room before and after the game?

As Joe pondered all these thoughts, Joe was starting to get erect and hard, quite hard. Joe needed to keep control of his body. He was starting to worry that he was on the edge of going past the point of no return, and that if he wasn’t careful, he was going to blow and convulse right into the strap, with Bill sitting right there on the edge of Bill’s bed. That would be embarrassing under the circumstances, with only Bill watching.

So Joe decided he needed to do something in an effort to cool himself down, if only a bit. He decided to pull out the navy-blue compression tee he had just bought and put that on. The compression tee fit Joe’s chest like compression tees do, also quite tight and snug. Joe had to struggle a little to even get the tee on, but finally it was on.

Joe was now clad in only two items: a navy blue compression tee on top with a strap below. Joe looked at himself in the dorm room mirror, and he liked what he saw in ways he had never before seen. Given that Joe was not an athlete in high school, he was still almost surprisingly fit. The navy-blue compression tee gripped his chest and showed off his upper body, and the groin clad only in the strap showed a bulge that looked, well, interesting to say the least.

Bill was sitting there just silently taking Joe’s struggle in as Joe got into the strap and compression tee. Joe had not only read Sebbie’s “cup” paper, but he had also received confirmation from Bill that a cup could help to keep Joe oozing in a state of semi-erection but also make it more not less difficult to go past the point of no return to ejaculation. If an ejaculation occurred, Joe knew that what he was “enjoying” so much now would quickly be all over.

Joe had purchased two cups, one a little larger and one, a pee-wee cup that was quite a bit smaller. Joe quickly decided that he was far too “hot” psychologically right now to be able to “tolerate” the little pee wee cup at this stage. So Joe pulled out the larger of the two cups from the blister pack, and popped it into the pouch. That felt a little strange, a bit cold, but not at all uncomfortable either, in fact quite comfortable. And in all of this Joe was starting to cool down if only a little.

Next, Joe decided to take this all the next step and pull on the navy blue compression shorts over the top of the strap and cup. Once again, Joe struggled to get the compression shorts in place, but finally managed to do so. Joe looked at himself again in the mirror, and just like the high school football players, he could clearly see the outline of the strap, at least the leg straps, as well as the “hard” jock cup.

Meanwhile, Bill, who had been just silently watching Joe struggle to get into his new purchases, was thinking that he was actually happy not embarrassed that he had shared so much detailed information with Joe, the link to Sebbie’s “Cup” paper and the details of what had gone on that made Bill’s funchball dream so enjoyable.

Joe was now clad almost exactly like the players on one of the Funchball teams Bill saw in his dream. Bill had enjoyed watching Joe get into his new clothing, but he did not say that. However, Joe had started to get out of his class-clothes, the classic polo shirt and Levis 511 jeans, and was now clad only in a cotton tee and a pair of loose fitting boxers. Bill went to his chest of drawers inside his closet, and pulled out his clothing items, the steel gray compression tee, the matching compression shorts, the strap he had worn when the wet dream happened, and his cup.

Tonight was going to be interesting for both Bill and Joe. Very interesting.

…….To be continued

[sebbie]

So far, Bill has just been quietly sitting on the foot end of his dorm room bed, watching Joe, first as he removed his new strap from the blister pack and them carefully examined how it was constructed and the materials it was made of. Then Bill watched nonchalantly as Joe pulled the strap into position on his body, and then took out the navy-blue compression tee and get into that after a bit of a struggle. Bill thought Joe looked trim and athletic in the navy tee that hugged his chest. Bill paid only a bit more attention when Joe took the bigger of the two cups out of its packaging and slipped that into the strap pouch, and finally as Joe pulled those compression shorts over everything down below.

Bill may have been trying to act nonchalant and disinterested, but the cumulative effect of Joe’s series of actions as described above was starting to take its toll on Bill. Flashing through Bill’s mind was the experience that Bill had two nights ago when he had the funchball wet dream while wearing much the same garb Joe was now wearing. Bill knew that what Joe was doing was causing Joe a combination of pleasure and apprehension, the pleasure emanating from his groin area as he made a real effort to stay under control, the apprehension in Joe’s head was mainly concerned with what Joe thought could happen next. Bill knew that Joe was in something of a sexual tension-laden predicament, and Bill was starting to sense what Joe was enduring in Bill’s own groin area.

Bill knew that this was a wild and crazy part of human sexuality, but something he still did not fully understand. Why would a guy who thought himself as being perfectly straight and who liked women in a sexual way get excited just observing another guy getting into a situation where another guy was only apparently in a situation of getting aroused in some manner? Why did Bill think that watching Joe get into his strap was somehow interesting? Bill did not have an answer to this question, at least not a simple answer.

Bill did know one thing: He now wanted somehow very much to be in the same situation Joe was now in. Somehow, Bill could sense that replicating the situation Joe was in could be quite pleasant for Bill. In effect, Joe was a real-life in the dorm room version of exactly what had gotten Bill going so much in the funchball wet dream. Joe was also interested in seeing if Bill could handle the situation any better than Joe had. Joe was feeling horny, of course, as in “I really need to get off”. But so was Bill now getting increasingly horny too.

Bill knew what he needed to do. He quickly ripped off his Levis 511 jeans and his polo shirt and was sitting in boxers and a white teen. He pulled his strap, cup, compression tee and shorts in his dorm room chest and started reexamining them, mimicking what he had seen Joe do a few minutes ago. Then Bill decided to first pull down the boxers and get into the strap. Bill’s strap was every bit as tight as the one Joe had bought, and Bill took his time positioning it on his body and over his bulge. Bill then pulled the white cotton tee and replaced it with the steel gray compression tee. Bill then inserted the cup in the pouch of the jock. Bill really liked how his cup felt, seemingly just barely touching his semi-flaccid penis on three sides. The cup felt a little cold, but not uncomfortable at all. Finally, Bill pulled on his little compression shorts and positioned the cup inside of them.

Bill took a quick look at himself in the dorm-room mirror in his garb and concluded that he looked a lot like Joe looked, except for being on a different funchball team. Both Bill and Joe were now thinking what they really wanted to try was sleeping in the garb, just to see what would happen.

It was getting late, but there was one thing Bill and Joe had not done yet. They both needed to pee and before they could crawl into bed in their respective uniforms, and the dorm bathroom was way down the hall.

As any guy knows, peeing is not that simple for a guy even if you only semi aroused. Urine is deadly to sperm, so a guy’s body is set up to close off the bladder entirely as soon as a guy starts to feel like he is about to be getting there. And both Joe and Bill were in a fine state of semi-arousal. What to do? Neither wanted to get out of their gear at this point, so they both decided to make the bathroom run while still wearing their gear. After all, it wasn’t as if they were making the run nude or even just wearing a jock strap!

So then went out in the hall, and who should be wandering down the hall in their direct but a classmate Dylan. Now Dylan was an engineering freshman, and sharp as a tack. Both Bill and Joe had met Dylan, and thought he was a really cool guy even if he was a bit too mathy pointy-headed. Dylan smiled, thinking what he was seeing was a bit silly but thankfully Dylan did not say a thing.

Practically every guy has been in this particular predicament at some point in their lives, feeling the need and urge to pee, but also being in a situation where he is semi-aroused making that particular bodily function difficult. Bill and Joe in that respect were no different from any other guy. At minimum the compression shorts were going to have to come down, and the strap with the cup inside. After that, both guys hoped that they would be calm enough to be able to be able to stream.

So, Bill and Joe each picked a urinal, and made the attempt. Fortunately, there were no other guysin the restroom at that moment. It took Joe what seemed to be several minutes to start, but then Bill start and Bill was able to get going almost immediately thereafter. Both Bill and Joe breathed a sigh of relief! One key issue with their bodies had been resolved!

Now Bill and Joe needed to get back into their straps, cups and compression shorts. But penises, freed momentarily (in this case, at the urinal) from being contained within the cup, sometimes respond in strange ways. An uncontained penis often responds by getting just a touch bigger and longer, and once a cup is back in place this expansion can be felt as direct pressure. Bill and Joe now discovered that what was just tolerable before was becoming even less tolerable. But both Bill and Joe were committed to running the experiment of attempting to spend a night sleeping in their funchball uniforms. They had both concluded that a penis encased in a cup is not nearly as easily brought to orgasm as an uncontained penis where there is no cup barrier blocking the touch sensitivity.

So Bill and Joe, still wearing their gear, both headed off to bed.

……To be continued

[sebbie]

Now comes the real test: Both Bill and Joe are committed to doing what each had read about in Sebbie’s “Cup” article, that is, attempting at least to sleep an entire night wearing their garb. Of course, Bill had already done this a couple nights before, which led right into the funchball wet dream. This was going to be all new for Joe. Joe was very curious as to whether his body and mind would follow the same sequence that Bill had described happened to him.

Bill, on the other hand, was a bit less apprehensive with respect to the possible events to come. Still, Bill was enthusiastic about the upcoming experiment. Bill had experienced a most powerful orgasm as his funchball wet dream was drawing to a close two nights ago. What he was wearing and the events in the dream were interconnected in strange but fanciful ways. Bill could not quite figure out why or how this was happening? How In particular, could the sensation of the cup surrounding his penis cause the plot in the dream to develop in certain ways, and why did Bill seem so fascinated by the male funchball players but not the female players? Would Bill be able to sleep through the night without having a wet dream? Or would he start to dream again with a yet-to-be-determined plot line that ends in an orgasm.

Another issue was that Bill knew that Joe was in the other little dorm room bed wearing essentially the same items that Bill was wearing, except for the navy blue rather than steel gray color for the compression tee and shorts. Would this knowledge affect Bill in any way as the night progressed? Bill did not know the answer to that question except to say that even attempting to sleep when you know that the guy in the twin bed next to you is attempting to deal with his own issues in dealing with the pressures from the strap, cup and compression gear could become difficult.

Maybe Joe’s gear won’t “bother” Joe’s ability to sleep at all, and Joe will quickly fall into a solid sleep that extends through the entire night. But what if, at some point during the night, Bill hears Joe softly “moaning” in his bed? Can Bill simply ignore this as if just nothing at all is happening? If Bill knows that Joe’s cup and strap is giving Joe a snug but not unpleasant sensation of being contained inside a too-small space to be able to expand. Bill had never been in quite this kind of a situation before.

Meanwhile, Joe has his own set of “problems” to confront, and in part, Joe’s apprehension relates not only to what Joe had read in the “Cup” paper but also to the details he had learned about Bill’s funchball wet dream. Joe had concluded that Bill’s wet dream had a somewhat gay-themed plotline, and Joe worried that his dreaming could take that sort of turn as well. And Bill had not been sleeping in a bed in the same room as another guy wearing the same gear and potentially facing the same “problems” Joe was facing. Basically, Joe was apprehensive with respect to finding out how his body might respond or not to such circumstances, but he was also feeling driven to find out what would happen as well. This combination of terror and unbridled enthusiasm for the events that might unfold is often the case with respect to events relating to sex. Joe was just starting to learn that.

Joe and Bill, both feeling a strange mixture of apprehensive and enthusiasm, both crawled into bed. Both had been wearing their straps, cups and compression gear for a couple hours awake already, and they both felt that they were starting to get “used” to the fit and feel of the gear. Penises, once they get “used” to the situation they are in as being normal, begin to act as if whatever the situation they are in is no big deal, and the tension not only in the penis but in the entire groin area sometimes recedes a bit. Both Bill and Joe had started to think that this was the situation that was starting to occur. Familiarity leads to flaccidity, Joe thought.

During the day, say, a football player, clad in a strap with a cup, even a snug-fitting strap and cup, the mind of a guy is focused not so much about the situation his penis might be in, but also on the non-sexual events that are happening, such as each player’s role in the big game. Even if there is direct pressure on his penis from the hard cup, the football player’s attention is diverted from being able to focus on his penis and the sensations it was experiencing.

Once he got into bed, Joe quickly found out that the situation was very different from daytime wear of a strap and cup, where there was always some kind of diversion going on. The sensations that seemed only subtle if at all when Joe was awake, suddenly were taking over. There was something going on in Joe’s groin area, and Joe was quite aware of it. In particular, he could feel the pressure of the soft outer edges of the cup pressing directly against his groin, with the compression shorts keeping this pressure steady. Joe knew that the inside of the cup was right there surrounding his penis on three sides, and that even though the larger of the two cups was the one that Joe was wearing, the psychological knowledge that Joe’s penis would not be able to just get bigger indefinitely was starting to eat away at Joe’s psyche. Joe was starting not only to realize that his penis faced not only a dilemma in his psyche, but also something that could turn into physical sensations as well. Joe did not fully understand how his body was going to cope with all of this.

Meanwhile, Bill was facing much the same issues in the bed next to Joe. Bill’s only real advantage was that he had actually made it through a night wearing this gear two nights ago. But Bill knew what had happened to him then. Would tonite be a repeat of that? And what of the fact that Joe was in the twin bed beside him perhaps struggling with the same thing but without the experience of two nights ago that Bill had already had. This was interesting, if a little scary too.

…..To be continued

[sebbie]

To briefly review the situation Bill and Joe are in, both of them are lying in bed, and attempting to get some sleep. This should ordinarily not be that difficult, except that both of them are wearing snug-fitting jock straps with hard cups that are not roomy either, and both of them are wearing new or recently purchased compression gear consisting of compression tees and compression shorts that were purposely undersized a bit, Bill in a steel gray color and Joe in navy blue.

Since the compression gear are new (or, in Bill’s case, been worn once) the Lycra blend fabric has not yet stretched out a bit as it would be had the gear been older and worn many times. Plus, the shorts were purchased in size SM (28-30 W), when both of the guys normally wear a MED (32-34 W) in cotton shorts, jeans and other stuff, so just getting into the shorts and positioning them posed a bit of difficulty.

Such snug-fitting shorts means that the strap underneath is held very securely in place in terms of the position of the strap pouch and leg straps. But, more importantly, the hard cup in that fits into something of a “sac” that was sewn into the strap pouch is pressed very tightly against the groin, making the cup all but impossible to move with the guy’s hand.

All of this works fine so long as Bill and Joe can keep from getting even partial erections which would need to be contained within the cup. But, given all that gear and how it fits, it is difficult “not” to start to get an erection, an erection that has no place to go except to press harder against the strap and sides of the cup.

This poses something of a dilemma. Wearing gear like this during the day is ordinarily not that difficult for a guy to do in large measure because a guy cannot simply spend the waking hours just thinking about his penis and the situation it is in. During the day there are even moments where the guy’s penis thinks the situation it has found itself in is no big deal, as in this is all just normal, and the penis responds to that by going completely flaccid and apparently seems hardly even aware that the jock and cop are even there. This in large measure depends on what a guy is doing during the day and whether his thoughts are primarily not about sex and his penis. But most guys would probably find the daytime situation at least manageable.

But night time creates an entirely new situation, with new issues with which to try to deal. Think about this: Suppose that you sustained a small cut or bruise on your arm that hurts just a little. During the day, you are busy doing things and the slight pain is no big deal. There are times during the day that you do not even think about that the cur or bruise hurts just a little.

But then you crawl into bed, an suddenly the cut or bruise hurts enough that it is keeping you from being able to go to sleep. What seemed trivial and unimportant during the day is now keeping you awake at night.

The same with Bill and Joe. They had been messing around getting into the straps, cups and compression gear and at times at least thought all of this might very well be no big deal at all. After all;, their brains are in control of the situation at hand, not their penises.

But now both Bill and Joe are in bed, and trying to get some sleep. But now suddenly they are fully aware of and focusing directly on the situation their penises are in. Now, to be sure, a lot of this is psychological, not physical in that Bill and Joe are both fully aware of the fact that their penises are within the confines of the strap and cup, even though there might be only a bit of sensation that their penises are actually feeling the bounds of the respective confinements as opposed to just sensing that the bounds are close by but not causing any significant issues yet. Unlike daytime, there is no non-sexual event occurring that would divert attention away from the situation. So Bill and Joe are focused almost entirely on their penises.

It doesn’t help that Bill is now fully aware that Joe is right there sleeping in the bed next to him and facing the same dilemma, nor does it help that Joe realizes that Bill is sleeping in the bed next to him and also facing the exact same situation. This bit of knowledge alone is weirdly erotic and not making the entire situation any easier. When Joe is not focusing his mind on his own penis, he is diverting to thinking about what Bill might be experiencing, same for Bill.

Given the focus that both Joe and Bill have on their respective penises as they lay their quietly but still very much awake. Under the circumstances, what is a penis to do for goodness sakes? Well, as nearly every guy realizes, the moment of initial tension is normally accompanied buy a few drops of crystal clear but quite viscous precum, and that is now exactly what has been happening to both Bill and Joe inside the strap.

But any guy also knows that this initial tension, if not somehow diverted, will soon lead to a slight expansion of the penis, sometimes referred to as a “semi”. This is certainly not a full erection, but simply an expansion just sufficient to make the walls of the cup move from being only psychologically there to a clear physical presence. Now, the sensation may not appear to be of much consequence whatsoever, just the sudden awareness in the guy’s brain that the walls of the cup are indeed physically present. But still, a guy quickly becomes aware of the fact that he is growing in size, and if this continues, the walls of the cup will soon pose a firm “barrier” to further expansion that will somehow need to be confronted directly.

Joe is experiencing exactly this now, and wondering if Bill is starting to have the same “problem” as well. Bill is experiencing the same phenomenon, and is also wondering if Joe could be also experiencing this same problem as well. The awareness of the guy in the other bed perhaps facing the same problem is making matters for each of them more difficult, but at the same time, certainly more interesting that if each of them were experiencing all of this alone.

…….To be continued

[sebbie]

Both Bill and Joe have been lying in bed for about a half hour, but both are still wide awake. What began mostly as a psychological dilemma, their respective penises confined in the limited space of a hard cup, is starting to become physical as well. Both of them can sense that their penises are no longer able to expand as they would have in loose-fitting boxer shorts, but are running up against a barrier at least on three sides.

The strange sensation that they are both getting in bed is one of both discomfort but also a really odd pleasant feeling, and this really weird combination seems to be getting gradually more powerful not less powerful. As the penis senses the cup is confining it, signals are sent back to their brains. The brain almost immediately responds by sending electrical signals that open valves in the respective penises a bit, which sends in a bit more blood, which, in turn, makes the penis expand in size, just a little more. And, of course, the brain also begins sending signals to the cowpers gland that results in glistening crystalline-like clear drops oozing one at-a-time from the tip of the penis. Both Bill and Joe can sense this is happening to them even as I write this.

But with a guy’s penis already pressing a little against the cup, sending more blood to the penis simply makes matters worse, or maybe better, depending on whether or not the guy is sensing discomfort or pleasure given the ridiculous situation his penis is now in. The weird thing that is happening is this odd mixture of goofy pleasure mixed in with discomfort. The health education classes Bill and Joe both took in high school had neither discussed this strange phenomenon they were now experiencing nor in any way prepared either one of them for what was now happening to them.

Usually, when a guy senses a little direct pressure on his penis, he makes an effort to attempt to find a more comfortable situation to be in. In the case of the cup, this ordinarily means adjusting the cup just a but by sliding it up, down or sideways. Joe tries this, only to discover that the movement of the cup itself is starting to make his penis firmer and harder. Not by much, but just a little. So the more Joe tries to find a comfortable position for the cup, the more difficult the situation becomes for Joe.

Bill already found this out when he was playing around with all of this just two nights ago. There may be places where the cup seems a bit less there or not, but no location that eliminates the sense of its presence, entirely.

Joe finally decides to try something completely different in an effort to deal with the situation he is now in. He decides that his penis needs a short “break” from the sensation of being contained within the cup. So the solution is for Joe to grab the cup in his right hand and pull the entire cup and pouch that holds it outward, away from his penis pulling against the wide elastic waistband of the strap. Given the size of the strap waistband and its 2 ½ inch width, even holding the cup away from his penis for 5-10 seconds takes a significant effort on Joe’s part.

Joe thinks but maybe, just maybe, the five or ten seconds of freedom will give his penis enough time to deflate just a bit, and once the cup is back in place his penis will be less sensitive. The only problem with that idea is that it is wrong, completely wrong. When Joe lets go of the cup, it quickly snaps back into position. What happened of course, is that in just the five or ten seconds of freedom for Joe’s penis, Joe’s penis decides that since it is no longer as confined as it was, it can expand a bit, if only a little.

So as cup and pouch go back into position against Joes groin, the sensation Joe experiences is one of agony, but of a delicious agony unlike anything Joe has ever experienced in his entire life before. Joe’s penis seems very much unhappy that it is back in tight confinement, but it is a delicious unhappiness that contains both elements of physical discomfort intermingled with sheer pure ecstatic pleasure, something unlike anything that had ever happened to Joe.

Joe is so fascinated by all of this that he tries the pull-away and snap back technique several more time, now realizing beforehand that each time the cup and pouch hits his groin again is going to send him off into delicious agony. Each time the cup snaps back to contain his penis Joe lets out a discernible moan of pleasure.

Meanwhile Bill is lying there still wide awake and taking note of the commotion taking place in Bill’s bed. Having had a similar experience just two nights ago, Bill has pretty well determined what Joe must have been trying and what must be happening and why Joe appears to be letting out repeated moans of what seems to be a pleasant agony.

For Bill, the problem is that just listening to Joe struggle trying to find a comfortable cup position is starting to turn Bill on too. Bill knows that he is now precumming inside his own cup and strap and forming spots of clear ooze on his cup pouch in part just thinking about Joe and what Joe has been experiencing. The pressure of Bill’s cup was mainly psychological, but the sensations for Bill not woo are starting to get quite physical as well. Bill cannot simply ignore what is happening to him at this point, even as he quietly listens as Joe struggles.

……To be continued