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The college football coach had ordered his team members to come to Ken's Jock Shop to be measured for their new uniforms. They would also need special equipment for various positions they played. On Saturday, the first man to arrive was the team trainer, Johnny. He was a slender, smooth blond with deep blue eyes. He handed Ken the schedule he had worked out for each of the team's members. "And what about you? I don't see your name on here," Ken asked. "I don't need any football gear, since I am the trainer. But, I do need some shorts and stuff." Ken led the blond to the counter, freshly stocked with all styles and colors of shorts. While Johnny looked over the assortment, Ken studied the boy's body. The tight jeans he wore fit like spray paint. Johnny picked a couple of pairs and handing them to Ken said," I best get a new jock to wear under these." Ken led Johnny to a large rack near the rear of the store where there were several brands of athletic supporters. "What brand do you like best?" Ken asked. "Gee, Ken, I don't know. I guess I've always worn the Bike brand because it was the only brand that the little store in my home town stocked." "Well, you might want to try something different," Ken said as he reached for one of the boxes. "This is a Wilson. They make a lot of sporting goods, as you probably know. I think they make one of the most comfortable jocks." Ken opened the box and Johnny recognized the familiar W in the center of the waistband. Ken unfolded the small garment and handed it to Johnny to inspect. "See how soft the pouch is? It is soft and stretchy, but still gives a boy all the support his young cock and balls need." Johnny was a bit surprised to hear Ken use the words: cock and balls. In fact, something about Ken saying those words caused a stir in him. "I wear one of these as underwear a lot. It feels great and looks good under tight shorts." "Okay, I'll try it," Johnny said. There was a blush in his cheeks that did not go unnoticed by Ken. "Why don't you take the jock and the shorts you picked out and go into the dressing room and try them on?" "Sure...I'll do that," Johnny replied. As soon as the sexy blond was in the dressing room, Ken walked to the back of the store and went into his office, quietly closing the door behind him. Once inside, Ken drew the drapes apart behind his desk and looked directly through the two-way mirror and watched the sexy team trainer stripping out of his tight jeans. Ken leaned back against his desk and began groping himself through the shorts and briefs he was wearing. Johnny skinned his jeans down and pulled his T-shirt over his head. His chest was smooth and hairless. His pecs were just starting to develop. He was wearing Jockey Classic briefs, which seemed to fit very snug. He slipped his fingers into the waistband and stripped the briefs down and while he was bent over, grabbed the Wilson jockstrap, and pulled it into place. He reached for the first pair of shorts and pulled them up. They fit perfectly so he took them off and pulled on the second pair. They were made of a stretchy nylon. When they were in place, the two inch waistband of the jock stuck out over the waistband of the shorts. Intrigued by his appearance, he turned to view his backside in the mirror. He turned back around and facing the mirror, he reached to the front of the shorts and gently rubbed the nylon covered bulge of the two layers of material. Ken became very aroused and felt his cock begin to leak precum juices into his full-cut, white cotton briefs as he viewed the boy. Johnny skinned the shorts down and stood in front of the mirror admiring his smooth body dressed only in the Wilson jock. He reached for the crotch of the jock and began massaging his prick through the soft and stretchy material. He loved the feeling and continued the hot cock massage until his cock was at full erection. Then, to Ken's delight, he posed directly in front of unseen Ken. He humped his hard pouch against the mirror and even let his left hand caress the butt straps of the jock. His right hand was squeezing his dick. He brought his left hand around and let his fingertips play at the spot, directly under the pouch where the butt straps meet. Ken had opened his white tennis shorts and was jacking his cock while watching the boy's open display of masculinity. Suddenly, the bell over the front door of the store rang, indicating that somebody had come in. "Damn!" Ken said to himself. Johnny had also heard the bell, which brought him back to his senses. Ken watched him only for a moment as he stripped out of the jock and grabbed for his briefs. But in that moment, Ken got a great look at the boy's great prick standing straight at attention with a pearly drop of precum shining at the piss-slit. Ken quickly crammed his hard cock back into his briefs and fastened his tennis shorts. Once satisfied that his hard cock didn't show too much, he marched out of his office to greet the new customer. "Hello, I'm Ken, may I help you?" The young man identified himself as Buddy. He said he was the team's new quarterback and was scheduled for a fitting. Ken checked the listing and saw a boy named Steve was scheduled for that time. Buddy said that Rich was his real name, but since his dad was named Rich also, everybody always called him Buddy. "Hi, Buddy!" Johnny said as he came out of the dressing room. The two team mates greeted each other. Johnny said he had to take a physical, so Buddy waited patiently while Ken rang-up Johnny's order and wrote out a charge to the college. Ken told Johnny that on all of the school charge forms he had to have the local address and phone number of each of the boys. Johnny hurriedly signed the charge form and wrote the information Ken had told him he needed. As he left, Ken turned his attention to Buddy. Buddy was about 5'10" and a clean-shaven blond. "It must be my day for blonds," Ken said to himself. Buddy seemed to be a strong, street- wise type of guy. When Ken measured his inseam Johnny said, "Be careful there. I don't want to get a hard-on and split my pants like I've done before." "I think you're bragging," Ken joked. They laughed and smiled at each other. "You are a quarterback, I see. I think you'll need a cup jock. One with a plastic insert to protect all of that stuff you've been bragging about," Ken said. He led Buddy to the back of the store and picked out two boxes and handed them to the blond, young quarterback. Buddy opened the two boxes and pulled out their contents. One was a rounded plastic piece, called the cup and the other box contained a jock with a pocket in the front held tight to the waistband by two metal straps. "I don't know about this. I've never worn a jock like this. Maybe I better stick to the regular one." "That can be pretty dangerous in collegiate football. Tell you what, why don't you go into the dressing room and try it on? You'll find it is as comfortable as a regular jock." Buddy took the two piece and went into the dressing room. Ken grabbed the schedule and saw the next footballer was not scheduled for another hour. So, not wanting to be disturbed this time, he placed a sign in the door that read, "Be Back in one half hour." Then, once more, took his place in his office in front of the mirror. Buddy had quickly shucked his clothes and was already wearing the jock. Leaving on just his letter jacket, he stood in front of the two-way mirror and began to study the bulge in his pouch. He ran his fingers all over the unusual jockstrap. He opened the two snaps and placed the plastic up inside and resnapped the jock. He felt the cup through the material and even hit it a couple of times with a closed fist, just to see how protective it was. Ken was so hot he couldn't keep his rock hard cock in his tennis shorts any longer. His cock actually hadn't got completely soft after viewing Johnny. He massaged and groped at the cotton covered dick, until it began to seep more prefuck juice, soaking the white material of his underpants. Buddy, opened the snaps and removed the plastic cup from his new jock and replaced the cup with his hand. Just as Johnny had done earlier, and Ken knew every young man does; Buddy began playing with his dick through the pouch. He dug as deep as he could with his fingers into the cotton and nylon pouch. Groping, massaging and feeling his young manhood stiffen. The tip of his long cock began to emerge over the waistband into Ken's view. Longer and longer it became. A full three inches reached out as if struggling to get to his belly button. Ken's horniness turned to unadulterated lust. He had to have this boy right now. He fastened his pants and walked out of his office and to the dressing room door. Without knocking he opened the door, surprising Buddy. Ken's eyes feel to the erect cock sticking out of the waistband of the jockstrap. He then looked up at Buddy and saw him smiling back at him. "Do you think this jock is big enough for this prick of mine, Ken? Maybe you can help me adjust it." Ken left the door wide open as he dropped to his knees directly in front of the overly packed jockstrap. He grabbed Buddy's hips and pulled causing the crotch of the jock to come into direct contact with his open mouth. "That's it, Ken. Suck my pouch! If you do a really good job of it, I'll fill your mouth with a nice load of my creamy cum. That's what you want isn't it? A big load of jizz?" Buddy's dirty talk tuned Ken on more and more. Ken ran his tongue all over the double pouched jockstrap. He sucked and soaked the material with his saliva. Finally, he ran his tongue tip all the way to the leaking head of Buddy's big boy dick and drew it into his mouth. Buddy began to hump his cock into Ken's mouth. Deeper and deeper he plunged. "You're doing just fine. Keep that up and I'll fuck a big wad of quarterback cum right down your cock-hungry throat! Suck it, fucker. Taste my precum juice? Yeah! I'm getting real close now. Just suck as hard as you can while I'm cummin' and I'll give you just what your dick licking mouth wants the most! SUCK!" Ken's own cock was sticking out of his opened tennis shorts and Ken was massaging his bulging cock through the wet cotton. Suddenly he heard Buddy give out a load groan and then Ken's mouth began to fill with white hot cum. Load after load squirted all over the inside of his mouth and down his throat. "Drink my fucking jizz... ahhh... I'm fuckin' it right into your mouth! Suck me... Suck!" Buddy screamed out. Ken's own cock exploded inside of the tight white cotton of his briefs, blasting his own loads of jizz and filling his briefs with sticky juices. Ken and Buddy finally stopped cuming and without a word, Ken got up and walked out of the dressing room and back into his office. When he came out again, Buddy was standing at the cash register counter. After Ken wrote out his order, he handed Buddy the credit slip. "Do you want my address and phone number like you wanted Johnny's?" He smiled at Ken. "Sure, and I'll give you mine," Ken said. "Good, I think I'd like to fuck that hot mouth of yours on a regular basis." ============= Things had been rough for Buddy's older brother, Adam ever since his old boss found out that he was gay and decided to fire him. Adam got the job at a hospital doing orderly work just to make enough to put food on the table. Adam liked it because the work was easy and he could go any place in the building while wearing the white jacket. "Yes," Adam answered, unable to resist. "Remove your shirt and T-shirt and have a seat on the table." He unbuttoned his shirt and turned, putting it on the chair. As he began pulling the T-shirt up and off, Adam continued, "I'll need to know your name and other information and find out if you've ever had a complete physical before." Johnny had an almost hairless chest with small dark nipples. As he raised his arms Adam saw the teen's first appearance of fine hair under his arms. The waistband of his underpants showed just above the jeans he had on. An upside-down Y lettered the white elastic that sat an inch below his navel. His firm stomach and thin waist were typical of a good athlete. "My name is Johnny. Dr. Walters has never given me a complete physical, but the coaches say I need one before I can be the football team's trainer." He sat shirtless on the table. Adam picked up a stethoscope and moved toward Johnny wondering how far he could take this. The boy's skin was warm and smooth to his touch as he began the examination. "Your heart sounds good," Adam said. "Have you noticed any swollen glands since you reached puberty?" He ran his hands along Johnny's neck and then across his broad shoulders and under his arms. "Well, I guess I should tell you. I think I had one but it went away." "Oh?" Adam asked. "Yeah, I was real worried but then I figured it was from... you know... jerking off, but it went away. Now, I don't do it anymore but I.. well... I wake up at night and I'm ... wet from... I don't know... from like I jerked off." Adam's eyes traced over his strong young chest and kept moving down to the flat stomach that ended at the waist of his jeans. "Johnny, lets take off the sneakers and pants so we can finish the exam." He bent over and unlaced the shoes and as he did Adam watched intently. He had firm young buns that filled the seat of his jeans well. When he straightened up and his hands moved to the button on his jeans Adam's heart started pounding. He began to unbutton the pants but paused for a split second looking up at Adam as he did. He continued unzipping his jeans. Adam saw the white of his underpants as his eyes flowed from the belly button to his crotch. Johnny lowered the pants, lifting first one leg and then the other as he stepped out of them. His cock and balls filled the brief's pouch and moved back and forth in rhythm of his undressing. The elastic on one leg hole of the well-worn white cotton briefs was loose and with his luck he hung left, with the head only a fraction of an inch away from his view. "Johnny, why don't you sit on the table again?" Adam asked, watching as he lifted himself onto the paper covered exam table. The effort made his muscles bulge. When he sat, his balls and cock filled the bulging white pouch to the fullest between his muscular legs. "Lay back and we'll make sure your legs and knees are OK." He lay flat. As he stared at the ceiling Adam stared at his crotch. Adam could tell that his balls were sliding into a new position and he watched as they did. The shift pushed the edge of one pink nut toward the edge of the leg opening of his briefs. Johnny's cock began rolling to the same side, moving slowly under the thin cloth. Adam placed his hand on Johnny's right ankle and grasped it lightly. Lifting the leg pushed Johnny's cock and balls further to the side. The head of his young meat poked out from under his underpants. Adam moved to the left leg and lifted it also, his breathing becoming faster as Adam planned his next part of the exam. "Johnny, how often did you masturbate before you decided to stop?" Adam asked. "Because, you know that all boys do the same thing." "Well, I guess it depended. Sometimes I did it every day. I got scared for a while and only did it when I couldn't resist anymore. Now that I stopped and the stuff at night started happening, I got frightened again." "Johnny, that's just your body telling you that it's natural." Adam's hands moved up his legs and paused over his flat stomach. He rested them on either side of his navel and pressed. "Do you have any pain here?" Adam asked as he reached for the waistband of the shorts. "No, I lift weights but I'm real careful." "OK, Johnny. Lift up," Adam commanded, as his fingers moved under the last piece of clothing he had on. Johnny meekly lifted his buns off the table and Adam pulled his shorts down, stopping just inches below his crotch. Adam's eyes became fixed on the young boy's pride. A patch of downy hair covered him where his penis was rooted. It was brown and soft looking. Adam reached up and cupped his warm balls in his hand. His body tightened. Adam pulled gently on him and watched his cock move as his teen feelings took control. "Johnny, we're going to do some test just to make sure there is no medical problem. You'll have to supple me with a semen sample," Adam explained as he continued examining Johnny's balls. "Your testicles feel normal, but the only way to really know will be with the sample." Adam released the teen's balls and took his shorts all the way off. As Adam put them on the examination table he could read the label on the inside back of the waistband. The blue tag on his Jockey classic briefs told me Johnny was wearing size 28. "Stand up please and let's see how you make out." Johnny moved from the table and timidly stood up. His eyes could no longer look directly at Adam. Adam moved back to him and again held his balls. His cock hung to the side of his hand, its size beginning to increase. The flush of Johnny's embarrassment started to become true excitement. With his other hand, Adam held his quickly swelling cock. "Why don't you do this Johnny and I'll continue with the examination," Adam said as he reluctantly released his hold. Johnny looked at Adam then reached for his cock. His finger tips moved slowly along the thickening teen shaft. Adam could hear a low moan start deep in his throat. Adam put a paper cup on the table next to his briefs, "Johnny, when you are going to cum, please catch your semen in the cup. Now turn around and lean on the table so I can continue, but don't stop what you're doing." He turned and did just what Adam told him to do. His broad back faced Adam showing the firm young ass. Adam pushed Johnny's cheeks apart and placed a finger against his hole. He moaned and pushed back. "This may hurt if you don't relax." Adam pressed again and could feel him tighten as his finger started to enter. "Ugh," he grunted, "Jeeze... Doc... can't you make it easier?" "Yes, Johnny. If you want me to I can lubricate it." Adam reached for a packet of KY jelly that was nearby and squeezed some tight onto his hole. He rubbed it gently, working his finger into his rectum with each movement. When his finger was in its full length Adam said, "Johnny, you seem fine here. If it hurts I can stop." "Ohh Nooo please don't stop." His speaking seemed to relax him. Johnny's hand began moving faster on his cock. The strokes and rhythm of his motion told Adam that he was very excited. His breathing was deep. Adam gently reached between the boy's legs from behind. They parted to allow him full access to the balls which now hung like fruit for the picking. They moved up and down in his gentle hold as Johnny pounded hard on his swollen cock. Adam pushed his hand further and gripped his dick from below. Adam could feel its rigidness going deep into his body. Adam squeezed and moved in time with Johnny. His free hand came down to join Adam's and forced him to continue. His breath came in grunts as he forgot everything but his feelings. "Johnny, are you going to come?" "Oh, yeah. My cock is ready to explode." With both of his hands occupied he was unable to reach for the cup. "Ohhhh. Oh. Ahhh," the boy uttered as he came. Wave after wave of orgasm shook his body as he let go. The sounds he made only added to the excitement. His cum squirted and spattered all over the examination table as he tried to aim in the direction of the paper cup that sat there next to his underpants. Adam could feel Johnny's whole body begin to relax. The violence of his coming changed to a slow back and forth rocking. Minutes passed with Adam still holding Johnny's cock with one hand and a finger of his other hand buried deep in his rectum. Adam could feel the stirring of uneasiness now that the grip of pleasure had let go. He stopped panting and moved back, standing up. Adam picked up Johnny's briefs and handed them to him. "Johnny, you know I'm not a doctor don't you?" He didn't answer right away. Instead, he started to dress. He stepped into his briefs and pulled them up his legs. His softening cock was supported, straight-up, in the cotton pouch while he pulled up on the waistband. The briefs were older and worn. They fit a little too loose. The weight of his teenage cock pulled it down and pointed it out as he let go of the elastic waistband. He reached behind the cloth and pushed the head of his tired dick off to the left. His jeans, sneakers and shirt followed quickly. In a minute he stood before Adam dressed as he was when Adam first had seen him. He looked at him and down at his obvious hard-on that filled his white uniform pants. He looked up at the phony doctor and said," I didn't know you were not a doctor. But, it's okay. That's the best cum I ever had." "I think you ought to get some new briefs. These are a messy from missing the cup. Also, you should get them to fit a little tighter, too. It's no good to be active without support for those great balls of yours." "Well, I don't much feel like waiting around for Dr. Walters. Maybe I'll take your advice and get some new underwear on the way home at Ken's Jock Shop. I gotta go back there anyhow since I am scheduling the team for outfitting." Adam walked briskly back to Ken's shop. He thought about what had happened to him and realized he really needed that to happen. When the Adam finger fucked his teen bubble shaped butt, he had privately wished that he had used his cock instead of his finger. He liked Adam. He knew, too, that he liked Adam's younger brother; the team's quarterback, Buddy. He wondered if Buddy played around with other guys. When he reached the store a sign in the window read "Be back in one half hour." Johnny reached for the door knob and found it unlocked. He opened it and walked in, closing it behind himself. He had closed it so gently that the small metal bell above the door hardly made an audible sound. He heard a familiar voice coming from the open door of the dressing room. He looked inside to see Ken on his knees. He was sucking on the jockstrap pouch of Adam's brother, Buddy. Buddy was talking nasty to Ken ordering his to drink his hot fucking jizz. Johnny saw a door behind him and opened it to find a bed and table that Ken used sometimes when he was working late. The door of the dressing room was across from the door of Ken's sleeping room. So, Johnny laid back on the bed, kicking off his jeans and shoes to watch Ken and Buddy. He left his Jockey shorts on and began jacking his cock inside the material while Ken continued to suck on Buddy's pouch and Buddy kept letting out hot dirty words that made Johnny even hotter and harder. Finally, he couldn't resist blasting his load of cum right into brief to join the hot cum he had shot off in the examination room and hour before. When Johnny's breathing subsided, he sat up quietly and dressed himself. He continued to watch Ken and Buddy as Ken sucked Buddy's hot teen cum right down his throat. Again, Buddy felt his cock stiffen in his jizz-drenched briefs. He quietly slipped back to the front of the store and ever-so-lightly opened and closed the front door