Supporter! Athletic cup!

Supporter! For guys into jockstraps and athletic cups, the word 'Supporter' is an incantation, a mantra which produces an erection, a boner, a hardon, a woody, however you say it.

Supporter! You only have to whisper it, sweetly, subtly as you slip this quintessential male garment over your genitals, your three-piece set and arrange your cock and balls in the mesh pouch. Athletic supporter! The jockstrap has a pouch for your genitals and a waistband and legstraps to hold your penis and scrotum firmly, yet gently in place in the heat of athletic competition.

Supporter! Guys with a jockstrap fetish may beat off wearing one. Some guys may go all the way in their jockstrap, ejaculating semen in it, jizzing it, porking off in it. That is certainly hot, if you do not mind 'soiling' it with your man seed. Supporter! Some guys enjoy masturbating in a favorite jockstrap multiple times, getting their jock starchy, crusty, and gamey with their dried, fermented semen, essentially treating their athletic supporter as a cum rag.

Supporter! My dad of blessed memory as I said many times in this blog was a Little League umpire in our hometown during my early, impressionable years. He wore a Johnson & Johnson Blue Ribbon athletic supporter underneath his navy blue ump uniform two or three times a week during Little League season in the summer time. He set a good example for me, first by wearing one for athletics, and secondly, having laundered once a week. Actually my mom laundered it. Supporter! In the 1950's & 60's men and boys invariably wore jocks for sports. Quite a few guys wore swimmer jocks underneath swimming trucks for swimming.

Supporter! Hardcore jockstrap fetishists will go on jockstrap buying expeditions, at least in years before the arrival of the Internet. Supporter! For jockstrap fetishists, there is always erotic thrill entering a sporting goods store and seeing the display of an assortment of jockstraps (both regular and swimmer) and athletic cups. In more recent years added to this assortment are athletic briefs and compression shorts. Supporter! The jockstrap fetishist in his shopping expedition will experience a thrill bordering on the electric. This thrill is centered in his genitals, for he will most likely have a throbbing erection, oozing precum, as he makes his selection and his purchase. Also many guys will experience a flush of excitement in their countenances.

Supporter! Many athletic supporter fetishist may experience a height of excitement during checkout at the cash register. Invariably guys will be no nonsense and keep a straight face especially if the store clerk is a female. Male clerks are easier to deal with. They all know guys participating in sports wear an athletic supporter.

Supporter! There are some guys out there who are really into athletic supporters, the writer among them. These guys will buy jocks in bulk, usually by the dozen. So such guys will develop a business relationship with the store in placing special orders in bulk. The store owner or proprietor may have an impression that such customers may be outfitting a team when they buy jocks by the dozen. Often these business relationships are a friendly nature.

Supporter! Jockstrap fetishists and, I believe, serious athletes look upon the jockstrap as an archetype. When the phase 'athletic supporter' comes to mind, they naturally think of their penis and testicles, only nicely supported. Supporter! While their genitals are held securely in place in the jock pouch, their ass cheeks are nicely framed by the jock legstraps. There is nothing so erotic, so refreshing, as to be on the playing field in uniform and your jock supporting your best assets yet having your butt bare to the elements, you know that bare-ass feel. Supporter! Football players before the advent of compression shorts wore a jock underneath laced up football pants. Many such guys are beefy and their butts fill out their pants. It is always hot seeing the legstraps of their jockstrap through their pants. You know they are being supported where it counts.

Supporter! Now to most baby boomers, perhaps guys of several generations over the years, the archetypal jockstrap was the BIKE no. 10 athletic supporter. Until the 1970's, this jock had the BIKE wheel logo with "Made in the U.S.A." proudly displayed on the label above the jock pouch. This athletic supporter was proudly and carefully manufactured, almost by hand. The weave of the jock pouch was something to behold. This jock was made mostly cotton with some rubber and built to last. Not the cheaply manufactured BIKE jocks made of polyester, offshored in other countries during the incipient global economy in the late 1980's and 1990's. Supporter! BIKE especially in capital letters, even Greek letters, in itself became an incantation, a mantra, to the jock fetishists and masturbator. So it's BIKE! said with forcefulness while jacking off or as a gentle whisper while in a sexual ecstasy.

Supporter! Think jockstrap. Think jock pouch. The pouch of the athletic supporter contains and supports a guy's penis and testicles. This is the shrine of manhood and masculinity.

But there is an important variation upon the theme of Supporter! The first athletic supporters, it is believed, were made in 1874 for bike jockeys riding over cobbled streets. That is how the BIKE Web Company eventually came into being. But around the turn of the century, the first athletic cups were manufactured for contact sports, such as baseball and boxing. These originally were metallic. There is a solid steel athletic cup worn by catcher Chuck Berry in 1916, now in the Baseball Museum in Cooperstown, NY (Baseball Archaeology, 1993, pages 38-39). Athletic cups have come a long way in sophistication since then. With the developments of plastics during World War II, most cups are made of durable A.B.S. plastic. From the late 1940's until the 1980's, most athletic cups were the traditional flat variety which were barely fit or contained a guy's genitals and hence uncomfortable to wear.

Yet, for serious jockstrap fetishists such as me, an athletic cup supporter unit was just as or even more powerful than an ordinary jockstrap. Most cup supporters had a tunnel pouch with metal snaps into which to insert and secure an athletic cup. BIKE and its staunch competitors Flarico and Bauer & Black all had traditional flat cups with ten ventilation holes and a thick rubber gasket. Having one or several of these jock/cups at your side was great beat off material. Better still to wear this jock and cup to bed at night (which I did many times) and jack off in the morning!

Supporter! Athletic cup! Say these words slowly, carefully, and meditatively as you picture in your made this jock and cup supporting and protecting you. Serious athletes and coaches over the years have lived out these words in the games they played and coached. Serious athletes want to play their best and win. In a contact sport such as baseball or hockey, they want to be protected "down there" comfortably. This was almost impossible with traditional flat cups.

Athletic cup! Supporter! Beginning in the 1960's was a trend among coaches and players striving for protection, comfort, and agility on the playing field. Their yearnings informed athletic manufacturers even in those years. Hockey goalie cups were the first to see this development even then. They were both huge and contoured in dimensions. Such developments began a trend. About the same time, or even earlier, Everlast came out with its line of boxing cups, most of them made of leather. Both hockey goalie cups and boxing cups cost between thirty to eighty dollar range, well out of the reach of ordinary athletes.

Supporter! Athletic cup! It took perceptive baseball umpires in the 1980's to take note of these developments and fit them to their experiences. One such guy was Vic Bernstein who was a baseball umpire who lived in California. He was tired of wearing traditional flat cups that didn't fit him, so he invented the Original Banana Cup (OBC), a contoured athletic cup of generous dimensions. This athletic cup caught on like wildfire among guys participating in contact sports. Supporter! Athletic cup! A few years later in the early 1990's, a softball umpire in Emmaus, Pennsylvania, Dale Culton, took the OBC, modified it with a generously thick gasket, and created the Ump Cup in navy blue. It was popular among umpires and baseball players everywhere.

Supporter! Athletic cup! I had to be careful not to be too noticeable about my jock/cup fetish from adolescence till the 1990's. I didn't want to be called a nut. I told this story already some months ago in this blog. But I repeat it again here. In March/April 1986, I want to buy some more jockstraps and possibility more jock/cup units. Fortunately when I visited my dad then on a two-week vacation, I found a sporting goods store in my hometown, Sportsman Paradise, which sold BIKE no. 11 University jockstraps. These jocks were mostly made for professional and college teams and thus were high quality. On Thursday April 10 of that year, my dad and I went to a small city nearby to run some errands. He had to do some shopping. I got a haircut and then afterwards went to the original Sportsmen's Paradise near the old train tracks. David the store proprietor first sold me more BIKE no. 11 jocks, and when I inquired about jocks with cups, he said he got a new jock/cup in the store which he wanted to show me. It came in a rather large navy blue box with the letters BIKE on the box. When he took it out of the box, the cup was HUGE and it had a contoured banana shape. I thought I was going to cream my jeans then and there. David was friendly during the transaction. I am sure he smiled at my amazement when I saw my "horny" gaze at this HUGE banana cup for the very first time. Needless to say I went home and promptly jacked off a large load of cum! Not only did this cup have a banana, contoured shaped, but also it had a thick polyethylene gasket, and the words BIKE CUP. So BIKE CUP entered my vocabulary as I discovered that night I could wear it to bed comfortably all night long. Often I would wear my BIKE CUP to bed and hump my jock and cup gently in the still of the night, as I said over and over again, softly and sweetly, BIKE CUP.

[Continued upon awakening at 6:15 a.m.]

BIKE CUP! This was and still is a powerful incantation in those nightly rituals, those nightly humpings or fucks, wearing this awesome cup and supporter. BIKE CUP! A phrase just as potent as Supporter! and Athletic cup! Humping and fucking this athletic cup supporter unit in those still, sweet hours of repose, getting this cup and supporter hot and sweaty. Invariably I'd wake up with the beginnings of an erection. BIKE CUP! Especially at sunrise, I'd wake up to full consciousness with an erection of my RIC'ed penis oozing precum, an erection that had to be taken off in masturbation. BIKE CUP! Often I would be rewarded with a sweet, creamy ejaculation of semen most mornings because I would have to slip off the hot, sweaty jock and cup to beat my meat. The humping and fucking in bed this cup and jock resembling almost the real thing as a real fuck, as I prepared often creamy milkshakes of semen!

BIKE Athletic and Duke (another powerful competitor) went through evolutionary changes in their products in the 1990's. They were joined by Shock Doc cups and XO Pro cups. Both BIKE and Duke still manufactured hard athletic cups, but sporting goods manufacturers, such as the four mentioned here, came out with flex cups, athletic cups with soft plastic edges that help deflect the force of a blow to the male genital area in contact sports. It is said that many athletes these days prefer flex cups for their comfort these days. Companies during this time began to manufacture athletic cups for males of all ages. Originally athletic cups came out in sizes for adult and youth males. In recent years, some manufacture cups in four sizes: Peewee, Youth, Teen, and Adult, the sizing system developed by XO Athletic:

http://www.xoathletic.com/sizing_system/cup_supporters

Supporter! Athletic cup! I am playing with myself in my Munsingwear Kangaroo Boxer briefs teasing and stroking my erect penis and teasing my swollen glans which is soaking my briefs with precum as I type this entry.

Supporter! Athletic cup! BIKE CUP! That gray BIKE banana cup when it first came out in 1986. I even special ordered this cup in both men's medium and large sizes by the dozen. Some local sporting good stores shipped my order by UPS. Others had me come to their stores for pickup in person. That in itself was an adventure because most such stores were out in the burbs. I would carry a large box of BIKE CUP Supporter Units by the dozen by bus and subway back to my apartment here in Georgetown during those heady years of the mid to late 1980's.

Ump Cup! This athletic cup was just as innovative in its day as the BIKE banana or the OBC. As I said above in this post, Dale Culton of BodyGuard Sports in Emmaus, PA developed and manufactured this cup. His company was a small company, and to my knowledge, is no longer in business due to big sporting goods manufacturers, a real shame! I even chatted with Dale by phone a couple times, a likable, friendly business man, who enjoyed chatting about his athletic cup, who even knew personally the late Vic Bernstein, baseball umpire and inventor of the Original Banana Cup, also no longer made.

With the Internet, it is possible to go jock and cup shopping in the privacy of your home. There are companies like International Jock that sell a great diversify of athletic products for the male genital region, far beyond the categories of athletic supporters and cup. Now guys, parents, even teenagers can shop online and avoid the embarrassment of going to a sporting goods store and asking the clerk, "Do you sell jocks and cups?" Online shopping may have its appeal, but the hardcore jock/cup fetishist still desires the thrill of the hunt, the chase in his jock shopping expeditions.

Supporter! Athletic cup! I am now beating my meat as whisper these words. These words are sweet as I caress my engorged glans and unconsciously do the Kegels as my cock and balls flex in my Munsingwear Roos. I want to cum real bad, but I am not through yet.

Supporter! Athletic cup! When I have time on my hands and leisure to spare, I google these words and see what my Web surfing brings. On a warm and languid Saturday afternoon late in August 2006, googling 'athletic cup' brought up an amazing discovery on the Web. An entirely new and innovative athletic cup was on the verge of being brought to market. I was one the first guys to discover the NuttyBuddy Athletic cup. The web site which was in its initial stages of development featured this amazing cup developed by MLB great, Mark Littell, who even demonstrated wearing this cup and having a pitching machine aiming a baseball traveling 90 mph at his groin! In no time, I had my RIC'ed penis out of my pants and was beating my meat like a jack happy teenager. I was seized by jock/cup lust. I had to get this cup! More so as Mark at his web site described how he came to invent the NuttyBuddy. He like Vic Bernstein was tired wearing cups that didn't fit him and his years as a baseball coach in the majors realized many ball players weren't wearing cups for this very reason. So with the help of two design scientists at Arizona State University, he invented an athletic cup with dual chambers for a guy's testicles and a vertical cylindrical chamber for his penis which is worn in the up position. His web site says much more eloquently and completely than I could. But Mark is the compleat businessman and entrepreneur peddling and promoting his NuttyBuddy far and wide through the USA, but no major sporting goods manufacturer, such as BIKE, has offered to mass produce his product. Personally I prefer that Mark and his close business associate, Craig Coppola of Scottsdale, Arizona "grow their company slowly" to use their words and manufacture the NuttyBuddy athletic cup with care and devotion. I admire Mark's enthusiasm for his creation and his no nonsense courage in marketing his product, often personally. He has been chided by some as being a nut. Personally I believe the best jocks and cups which support and protect comfortably have an erotic dimension about them. Perhaps their inventors have this dimension in mind unconsciously. But jockstrap and athletic cup fetishists zero in on this dimension instantaneously when they see and wear a good jock and cup.

The NuttyBuddy sizing system has sizes that mirror that of the XO Pro cup. The NuttyBuddy cup has catchy words for sizing: The Hammer (youth), The Boss (juniors/SM), The Hog (L), and The Mongo (XL), which fits most adult men. This web page even has dimensions of each cup size to assist in accurate selection.

Videos & 360 Degree Views This section of the NuttyBuddy web site should provide lots of eye candy and even beat off material for the jock/cup fetishist and enthusiast.

The Mongo NuttyBuddy Dimensions As I said earlier in this post, the Mongo NuttyBuddy is ideal for all men from the late teens on up. Just take a tape measure and measure your "man area", e.g. penis and scrotum.

Serious athletes and guys into jocks and cups will be impressed by the various pages of this web site detailing why men and boys should wear athletic cups and Mark's invention of the NuttyBuddy. It comes complete with helpful Q&A's. Enjoy!


Supporter! Athletic cup! I couldn't help it but I just beat off a two week's load of semen as I completed this entry. Take care!

[early Monday morning June 23]

I finally was able to post a series of pics illustrating this post. A running commentary is in order.

The first two pics show two guys wearing BIKE no. 10 jocks. Both guys are sporting erections and appear to be circumcised.

The second guy is obviously a jockstrap enthusiast and has shown for our delectation his beautifully erect circumcised penis.

Next comes two black and white pics of a guy holding a gray BIKE banana cup and then wearing a BIKE CUP supporter unit no. 85. The cup jock looks superbly made and the cup ideally made for the jock.

Next come the Original Banana Cup (OBC) in yellow and its variation the Ump Cup in navy blue.

Next are three pics of a BIKE metal cup with accompanying cup jock with a tunnel pouch and metal snaps. It looks like that it is 1950's vintage. I heard someplace that this is a titanium athletic cup. A thick rubber gasket adds to the comfort of the athlete wearing it.

Next is the home page of the NuttyBuddy athletic cup.

And finally there is a pic of a baseball player with a cup bulge in his baseball pants. Perhaps he is wearing a BIKE CUP, an OBC, a Shock Doctor cup, or even more so, a Nutty Buddy. Enjoy!

Take care.

A RIC'ed masturbation "poem"

Here are you, my good buddy, who has been through thick and thin over the years with me. I feel you rockhard, throbbing in my Munsingwear Roos in my sweats early this Saturday morning before sunrise.

Don't you worry. We can have some fun, play some, or even alot. This is known as sexual play, a sexual sport found on the playing field in the privacy of my apartment.

You reassure me. You show your love for me as my best buddy because you make me glad that I am a man, that I can exult in my maleness. A maleness that goes back to early years of my boyhood, exulting in the presence of older males, actually grown men, so virile, so confident, I suppose all are so good in bed with their wives or interested women.

I was twelve years old at the time. My RIC'ed penis was becoming larger with each passing day as I entered adolescence as I began to sprout a pubic bush and the beginnings of a beard. Shaving didn't begin until a year or so later when it became a necessary ritual first thing in the morning each day.

Damn, twelve years old then, and I was getting these insistent erections. It was about the time I saw my dad's jockstrap for the first time. His jock pouch was HUGE. I got my first athletic supporter for gym then. The jock pouch supporting my genitals firmly also caressed my RIC'ed glans. The jock said, "Yeah, touch me here. Touch me "down there". I reveled in caressing my jock pouch, especially my glans being caressing by the poroknit pouch. So began my exploration of my manhood. Daily, insistent, filled with and emitted the most pleasureable sexual energy.

I even wrote a short poem: "Touch and feel your penis. Feel the sensational feeling". It was more an incantation, relentless, persistent. Unfortunately my mother discovered it and confronted me with it and tore up before my eyes, and said, "Don't you ever write this again!" Well mothers are mothers, but even she could not quench this current of sexual pleasure, coursing in my loins, in my RIC'ed penis, in my testicles, prostate, my entire sexual apparatus, in my burgeoning and blossoming adolescent body.

Well these touches and caresses, as I have said in previous posts, became more directed, more insistent, more focused. I learned, almost by instinct (since I didn't have an older brother or cousin or even uncle to instruct me) to stroke my penis. Not only did I focus on my adolescent tool between my legs, but I also fixed my attention upon athletic supporters and cups, and Munsingwear Kangaroo Pouch briefs, which I wanted even during those innocent years, but which during my college years were able to purchase as a young adult.

Why I am a RIC'ed jock

Hi guys,

Despite the crisis with those frigging window blinds, I am not going to let them ruin the date tonight with my best buddy between my legs. He's just as horny I am for some serious action! Just now I slipped out of my walk shorts and only have on a pair of Munsingwear Kangaroo Pouch briefs and a new black UA Heatgear Full T-shirt. My body has been reveling in these sensations all day today and my penis has been oozing precum the last few hours before our date.

So why am I a RIC'ed jock? Well, I was circumcised as most baby boomers here in the gold, ole USA right after birth in late March 1949. I thank the American medical establishment for making routine infant circumcision (RIC) the matter of course for millions of males since the latter decades of the nineteenth century. Being RIC'ed was just as American as the American flag, the national past time baseball, and apple pie. Since the 1970's, parents have had a greater say whether their infant sons should be circumcised or not. But I count my lucky stars that I was RIC'ed and also because I took after my late dad in the RIC'ed penis department along with similar mushroom glans. Yeah!!!

So why am I RIC'ed jock? It goes back when I saw my dad's Johnson & Johnson Blue Ribbon athletic supporter for the first time hanging above our bathtub at home drying after laundering once a week in the summertime at age eleven. As I said in one or several posts of this blog, my dad was a Little League umpire in our hometown. He wore a jock as part of his uniform, although he should have worn an athletic cup too. My dad wore a men's large and the pouch of his jock was HUGE. At age eleven, I discovered that I was entering puberty with changes in my body, especially in my genitals. My penis was getting large and I was beginning to grow a pubic bush. I also experienced my first erotic erections when I bathed. I was mystified by my dad's jockstrap. It was very different from ordinary underwear because it had a three-inch wide waistband and one-inch leg straps along the poroknit mesh pouch. I knew instinctively that the pouch held and supported the penis and testicles. That is when I also knew it was a highly erotic garment. A year later I had to buy my first jockstrap for 7th grade PE. The coach said that it was a necessary part of our gym uniform. Now being RIC'ed entered intimately and powerfully when I slipped on that jock for the first time. The jock pouch not only supported firmly my penis and testicles but also the poroknit mesh pouch caress my RIC'ed glans. The sensation of this one experience sent me into delirious erotic ecstasy. Slipping on that first jock was a true sexual awakening for me as a male :-) It felt real good!

My penis loves hearing this story. He remembers the sexual excitement of that early fall day. In the weeks and months following, I replicated those erotic feelings by touching and caressing my penis and my glans. These touches and caresses rapidly turned into the serious strokes of masturbation. Then in ninth grade one April evening before bedtime, these strokes went to an entirely new level during which the erotic feelings in my penis suffused my entire body. They grew more insistent, more intense, more sweet, until a tidal wave of sexual pleasure swept over me, and I experienced my first real orgasm and ejaculation of semen! When it happened, it was bewildering, but it felt so good and so right. In the days following that one experience, I tried to replicate that experience, and so became a dedicated masturbator.

My RIC'ed penis is reveling in these sweet memories. I am foundling him and giving him light touches and strokes. He wants so much to get down to the main course of self-sex which is the essence of masturbation, but not yet.

The athletic supporter became an the object of many of my fantasies from that time on, especially during the heady days of adolescence. I imagined the jocks of my high school wearing jockstraps and many did. So did our coaches. So did one of our high school PE coach, Coach Jacobs. He hung his jockstrap on the doorknob of his closet door in his office. Seeing his jock gave me the hornies because I imagined in my mind's eye his RIC'ed penis. Coach Jacobs was a real stud.

Jockstraps as we know them now are a product of the Gilded Age following the Civil War. It was invented in 1874 to support the genitals of male bicyclists. The company that invented the athletic supporter eventually became the BIKE Athletic Company which manufactured the archetypal jock, the BIKE no. 10 Supporter with the Bike Web Logo on the label of the jock. Boys Life Magazine, as I said in an earlier post, carried advertisements of BIKE jocks in the 1950's and 60's. I used to jack off to those ads.

Several decades after the invention of the jockstrap, athletic cups began making their appearance in the early years of the 20th century. First they were made of steel, titanium and other metals. Boxers and baseball players began wearing them. Then just after World War II with the invention of artificial rubber and plastics, the first plastic athletic cups were manufactured. They were the traditional flat variety and in those early postwar years, athletes had to put on rubber gaskets themselves. But the BIKE Web Company in the 1950's began mounting the gaskets on their cups in the initial manufacture. Tip Top Store in my hometown carried the entire BIKE line. They carried BIKE no. 10 jocks, BIKE swimmer jocks, the traditional BIKE flat cups, and even BIKE pads for wrestlers. I used to swoon with horniness when I saw these items in the front window of this store. I wanted to have an athletic cup so bad. In an earlier post, I described how I surmounted my embarrassment. The rest is history.

Now BIKE athletic about 1986 came out with the BIKE CUP no. 85 cup supporter unit. This was a banana cup with a contoured shape to conform to a guy's groin. Most cups have been of this shape since then. It is interesting to know that baseball and softball umpires have brought out similar cups, such as the Original Banana Cup and the UmpCup. They along with the BIKE CUP have served thousands or even millions of athletes in contact sports and the officials that officiate those sports.

The athletic cup by its very design was invented to contain and protect the genitals of the athlete. That is why it is so erotic. I am convinced that the best jockstraps and athletic cups are designed with the erotic dimension in mind. They not only contain and protect the male genitals, but they are comfortable to wear and to any jockhound they feel real good!

My penis is cocked and loaded with sexual desire as I type this post. I am loving him as subtly as possible, but I am delaying our actual lovemaking in going all the way.

Now there is IMHO an athletic cup which is truly archetypal in design and function. It is not well-known except to some serious athletes and jock/cup afficionados such as myself.It was designed by retired MLB great, Mark Littell, who was tired of wearing cups that didn't fit him and was concerned players who didn't wear cups when he was their coach. This cup is truly archetypal in that it has two chambers for the testicles and a chamber for the penis which you wear in the up position. It has an elongated tail which protects under the groin area. I don't think that such inventors of these products have the overt erotic in mind, but the erotic is certain underlies subtly the design of such superb products.

Of course, very few athletes these days compete naked, as the ancient Greeks did. So most athletes wear uniforms. Various athletic attire manufacturers have made athletic clothing which enhance athletic performance with comfort in mind. Under Armour with its use of microfiber fabric makes athletes look good and perform great at sport. That is what athletic competition and expression is all about. True athletics is a celebration of life and health. The true athlete in his person and performance is truly a great human being, a child of God.

That is why I am a RIC'ed jock. I am a baby boomer who has been RIC'ed. The jock side of myself is reflected in my love for jocks, cups, and Under Armour.

Now for that sweet, intense time with my penis in masturbation, going all the way to a sweet, intense orgasm and ejaculation of creamy semen!

Take care. Click on the link to bring up the NuttyBuddy Athletic Cup.

Sunday morning jack off

Hi guys,

I had a rough week last week trying to stay out of trouble at work. And I am afraid more of the same this week. But I am ripe for picking by the organization that so much wants to hire me. Here's hoping it the transition to a better work life happens speedily!!!

Hence all day yesterday Saturday I stayed away from the Net to regroup myself.

Gee, I haven't made love to my RIC'ed penis since last Saturday evening a week ago, and I haven't gone all the way to a sweet orgasm and ejaculation of creamy semen. Maybe it will happen this morning. I can't dilly dally though because I have an appointment out later this morning.

Even though guys have rough job, perhaps issues at home, as I said several times already, a man's penis is his best friend. Everyday his best buddy nudges him, says hi in many ways. A guy invariably feels his penis in his underwear (if he doesn't freeball) in his pants. The glans especially sends out tinges of pleasure even when the penis is asleep and flaccid. Or he may get an erection or a boner or a woody, for all sorts of reasons. But most days he may awake to a morning erection. Many guys if they lounge in bed may fondle their tool and the two bros, tease their glans. Playing with yourself is fun and pleasurable. That is enough to lead to a serious masturbation session, or if it is the weekend, sex with your partner, if he/she is available.

For me, my sexual fire is often ignited when I log on to the Internet. This morning it was an e-mail from a good jockbuddy in Wyoming. We have a common passion for jockstraps, athletic cups, Under Armour (yeah!!!), and other types of sports gear and attire. Also guaranteed to light my fire are pics of hundreds of circumcised penises on Google Circumcised_guys and Nigel's, Circum.Aussie's Circumcised Beauty blog.

As I am typing this blog, I am riding the edge of ejaculatory inevitability. It has been days that I have denied myself of the pleasures of masturbation. The missile between my legs is erect, fueled, and ready for launching. My gun is loaded and cocked.

Afterword: Almost after writing the above comments, I climaxed and "shot" a pleasurable load of cum!

The BIKE CUP no. 85

Hi guys,

Perhaps one of the best athletic cups I have every worn has been the BIKE CUP no. 85. I posted this true story on Allkink's Jockstrap Memories on his web site.

MY FIRST BIKE BANANA CUP

This is a true story that occurred in April 1986 when the Bike Banana Cup style No. 85 hit the market. I was visiting my dad at our family home in northwestern Connecticut for a two-week vacation at the time. The day before the vacation ended my dad and I visited Torrington, CT to do some shopping along with getting a haircut at the barber shop for me. After the barber shop, I paid a visit to Sportsmen's Paradise, one of the largest sporting goods retail stores and team outfitters in our part of Connecticut. It had been a family-owned business for several generations from at least the 1930s or 40s.

I wanted to celebrate one of the best vacations of my life and a career milestone by going to Sportmen's Paradise to get some new jocks and cups. The store was located near the old railroad tracks in Torrington. It seemed more a warehouse than sporting goods stores you see these days in shopping malls. It was an early Thursday afternoon when I got there, a slow weekday. I was greeted by the store proprietor, the only man on duty, who identified himself as Jim. Jim appeared to be in his forties, in robust health, with the physique of a baseball player.

"Do you carry jocks by Bike?" I asked.

"Yes, Bike University jockstraps" he replied. "I need four." He brought out four of these superbly made supporters and I immediately began to get an erection in my jeans.

By this time, blood was throbbing in my head in nervous excitement, not to mention my erect penis, when I asked, "Do you also have any Bike Cups?" It had been a few years since I bought any athletic cups and all of them were traditional flat cups which were okay but they didn't fit me exactly well.

He said, "Yes, certainly we have them, but recently Bike has come out with an entirely new style of athletic cup which you might like."

I was now nearly delirious with excitement that bordered on the sexual as he brought out a rather huge box containing this new jock and cup. He took one of the jocks and cups out. This cup was absolutely HUGE with a thick rubber gasket and an uncommon banana shape that I had never seen in my life! I was trying to keep a straight face and no nonsense demeanor while my cock and balls were getting ready to cream my pants!

Jim, the salesman, was friendly throughout the transaction and even smiled at my astonishment and excitement. I suppose he has had other customers like me over the years.

Needless to say, when I got home, I immediately I went to my bedroom and tried on this new cup supporter unit. It was love at first sight, perhaps one of the best products Bike Athletic has ever made.

I got many more Bike No. 85 cups and supporters for my collection, and even have given them away as gifts to jock buddies over the years. The End.

After thoughts: Yes, just as in that true story, I went straight to my bedroom to try on this absolutely new cup supporter unit. I was getting hornier and hornier as I opened the box. I hauled out this HUGE banana cup. It was made perfectly for the BIKE cup supporter. I couldn't help myself. I beat my circumcised meat to rapid orgasm and pumped out a HUGE load of thick semen.

This cup supporter unit was the first that I could wear to bed comfortably. Not only was it comfortable, but I also enjoyed humping it in the still of the night. Actually it was a form of BIKE riding. The cup held my three-piece set so perfectly that the texture of the cup jock caressed my glans and frenulear area. I would awake with a sweaty half-hard erection in the morning and ended up most mornings beating off.

I am jacking leisurely as I type this. But I plan to post a couple more articles to post tonight.

Take care.

My RIC'ed penis wants some loving

Hi guys,

Damn, it is already 1:30 a.m. Sunday morning here. My RIC'ed penis wants to play even now. I am buck naked and he is stirring for some action. So this post will be a leisurely slow on while I take occasional breaks to caress my best buddy. He certainly loves the attention.

Nigel, Circumcised.Aussie, from Sydney, Australia sent me a long e-mail about he and his parents had a terrible round around with the British socialized medical system. Circumcision was commonplace in Britain in the 20th century until 1950's when the government agency stopped paying insurance for infant and adult circumcisions. Nigel had to wait for his circumcision until after he immigrated to Australia from his native Great Britain.

I am back at Nigel's blog again commenting to the specimens of circumcised manhood posted. Nigel certainly has an eye for the circumcised penis in all its variety in both its flaccid and erect states.

While I am typing both here and at Circumcised Beauty, I am playing with myself. My penis is eating all this up, but he wants more attention and loving. I'll give it to him soon enough.

I am now in a sweet and slow stroke. My penis is thick, throbbing from excitement, my glans flared, oozing viscuous precum. But I am determined to spend some quality time with my best buddy.

When I am horny and my penis is throbbing in erection and wants some loving, memories of my early teens come flooding back to me. Yeah, slipping on that very first jock was a sexual awakening for me. The jock mesh pouch perfectly held my scrotum and erect penis. My penis shot up rockhard in my jock, so much so that my glans was rammed against the pouch at my jock waistband. Likewise I loved how the mesh pouch caressed my glans.

So as I said in an earlier post in this blog, in the weeks and following that episode, I replicated those feelings through touches to my genitals. This led to masturbatory strokings. Finally one Friday night at bedtime, my strokes took on a life of their own. Each stroke felt better and better and more determined like nothing experienced before. Finally a tidal wave of pure pleasure swept over me. I experienced my first full fledged orgasm and ejaculation.

Whenever I have an fulfilling masturbation session, one that ends in a shattering climax, I feel young again and even reborn

Jockstraps, Cups, and the Male Axis of Sexual Pleasure

stbHi guys,

Like I said in my first post to this blog, it all began with my dad. My dad was not your typical male of the 1950's and 60's and he certainly did not "mess" with me. But he was an active man, had a robust runner's body, and, like I said, his RIC'ed penis was a sight to behold.

He wore a Johnson & Johnson Blue Ribbon jockstrap when he was an ump during my impressionable years. But really, he should have worn a cup too. He was lucky because when I was 13, 14 or 15 years old or so, he was hit in the ribs by an errant baseball in a game. Several of his ribs were broken and that ended his career of Little League umpire in my hometown.

So all things considered, my dad's life was coincidental to my sexual development. I say this in all earnest because in later years we became good friends in other areas outside the subject matter of this blog.

Perhaps the high point of my years as an adolescent occurred when I entered seventh grade in the fall of 1962. That was when gym began to be a serious subject. Coach Knox was different from most coaches that I had in junior and senior high school. He was in his early 60's, having coached sports in our public schools for many years. He was different because he had come to accept everyone in his gym classes, even spasmotics such as myself.

I remember vividly the first day of gym class. It was an early September day: cool, clear, crisp weather, ideal for wearing sweaters for the approaching autumn in Connecticut. He said that the school would supply us with a T-shirt, shorts, and white socks for a fee. We were responsible for getting our own sneakers and athletic supporter. So after school that day I went to our town drugstore and I purchased my first jockstrap. It was a boys' size Johnson & Johnson Coach Athletic Supporter. It came in a smallish box with a buck naked athlete wearing nothing but a jock. I immediately got a throbbing boner in my chinos when I made the purchase.

I rushed home and went immediately to my bedroom. I stripped off my clothes and slipped on the jock. I immediately sprung a raging erection while the mesh jock pouch firmly supported my gonads and penis and caressed my circumcised glans. I learned quickly in the weeks and months following to replicate the feelings "down there" by touching and caressing my penis. This quickly laid to earnest masturbation sessions which rewarded me with my first full-fledged orgasm and orgasm a year or so later.

Over the years, I have come to savor more and more my masturbation sessions. Most older guys learn to take their time achieving climax in their masturbation sessions or sex with someone else. Over the years one learns to focus on their instrument of pleasure. I like to think of my penis as a male axis of sexual pleasure. Like many guys when I began a masturbation session I tend to focus on my glans. Several years ago through my years of experience and reflection of [circumcised] Penis, the glans penis is at one pole of this axis and the prostate at the other end. Sexual pleasure arises in the glans, travels down the shaft of the penis and ends up at the prostate from where it returns to the glans. So when a guy masturbates or fucks, it is this up and down motion of pleasure, or even a circular motion, that brings sexual bliss to owner of the penis [and to his partner, if present]. The challenge comes when the guy wants to prolong his sexual pleasure and that of his partner. Edging and stop-and-go techniques are the answer to this dilemma.

I believe now that I was not only in my sexual discoveries. I am sure many guys have had similar experiences. Would love to engage with other guys into masturbation, jocks and cups through Google.

Thom in DC

Horniness is so sweet

Hi guys,

I am back for a brief visit. I made an error in my previous posting. I meant to say that we are having delightful weather this afternoon. Mother Nature has given a gift of refreshing, moderately coolish weather, with breezes from the north. The windows to my apartment (which faces north) are thrown open to receive this gift from Mother Nature. Until a couple days ago, we had a brutal heatwave.

Anyway I was able to log into Circumcised Beauty, CircumcisedAussie's blog. The human penis is a reflection of the diversity that is found in humankind. Every penis is a marvel and certainly virtually circumcised penis is a reflection of man's attempt to improve upon his mantool. When I discovered the Internet community of men into circumcision, it was like I had arrived home. This happened in December 2002 when I discovered such groups as Yahoo Circlist and Circumcised_guys. So about that time, I composed the following saying, "An uncircumcised penis is like a diamond in the rough, whereas a circumcised penis is a carefully wrought diamond that sparkles in the light."

Right now, I have slipped on an Under Armour Boxer Jock. I love who it supports not only my tool but also my junk.

Back to CircumcisedAussie's blog.

Relunctant RIC'ed blogger into jocks and cups

Hi guys,

Damn I am horny!!!! August 2007 is nearly half finished. We are having a delightful summer's day here in our Nation's Capital and I am buck naked typing this entry on a Saturday afternoon.

I didn't want to begin this blog and I am not sure if I can devote much time to it except one or two posts a week because most of my energy these days is devoted to my developing career. Also I am getting ready to change jobs.

Some facts about myself. I am a GWM in his 50's, a baby boomer. Like most baby boomer males, I was circumcised shortly after birth, a RIC. RIC is acronym for Routine [male] Infant Circumcision. Yep, RIC began to be practiced in the latter 19th century, at least in the USA. My dad was circumcised. I suppose his brothers were too. My brothers and I were circumcised shortly after birth, as well as most, if not all, of my schoolmates. The first uncircumcised penis was when I was a sophomore in college. Early one Sunday morning I was showering in our dorm showers and saw David, one of our star football players. He was a country boy from North Carolina. He was well hung, nine impressive inches in the flaccid state and a foreskin which covered his mushroom glans. Hot!

It all began with my late dad. I remember seeing him buck naked at age five. He had a RIC'ed penis and a beautiful glans. Even then in the summertime, he umpired Little League baseball games in my hometown. I saw my dad's jockstrap at age eleven and the rest is history.

I inherited my dad's endowment and as an adolescent developed an intense fetish for jockstraps and athletic cups which lasts to this day.

But damn, I am horny! There is an impressive blog entitled "Circumcised Beauty" maintained by a guy in Australia who was circumcised as an adult five years ago.

I may post later on today.