18-Year-Old Jockstrap Club

We are in Canada, in the late sixties. Parliament is debating an Omnibus Bill to modernize the Criminal Code; one amendment proposes to legalize sex between two men or two women. The right-wing party argues that it is against religion or against nature, that this type of behavior should be dealt with by psychiatric institutions. The left-wing party’s position is that there is no place for the State in the bedrooms of the Nation.

The press covers the debate on a regular basis. Articles detailing the heated discussions in the House of Commons always appear on the front page of daily and weekly papers or at the top of radio and television news bulletins. At the end, since the Liberal Party has the majority, the amendment is passed. Homosexuality is legalized in 1969.

The Omnibus Bill is echoed in many private colleges attended by hundreds of boys 12 to 20-years old. These institutions are run by religious orders opposing, officially, boys sucking or fucking each other off. Father Francis Brown, 32, is known as a progressive teacher at Saint Benedict Academy. This handsome muscular type looks after the hockey team. He likes to hug a player whenever he scores. Some say that he has a wandering hand, slapping also the player’s butt.

Hockey can be rough. In a brawl, one’s stick can hit you in the groin. In the heat of the game, a puck can fly right on your cock. Protective gear is necessary, and Father Brown sees that every player wears a jockstrap with the plastic cup tucked in. When a new player joins the team, Coach Francis – as he likes to be called – helps the young boy to put on the jockstrap on top of his underwear.

He takes time and pleasure to adjust the straps and to insert the cup so that it covers nicely the genitals. To do so, Coach Francis does not hesitate to put his hand inside the underwear and to manipulate the boy’s dick. “Standard practice”, he says with a smile. When the gesture is not welcomed, he quickly replies with “Looks fine to me, you’re all set to play rough!”

When the manipulation of a boy’s dick triggers a slight bulge, Coach Francis does not hesitate to whisper that this is natural. He just noticed that a newcomer, Gilbert, 18, seemed to appreciate the special cock caress. He plans to see him privately. Like most priests at Saint Benedict Academy, Father Francis is the spiritual director of approximately twenty students. He arranges to have Gilbert’s name added to his list.

At the first meeting, Gilbert is a bit surprised to see Coach Francis rather than Father Francis. His spiritual director is wearing the hockey team sweater and faded blue jeans. “Just wanted to make you feel comfortable”, he says. The exchange quickly switches from spirituality to athletics.

“Did you know that jockstraps are not just worn by hockey players?”

“I guess that football players probably wear it also, right?”

“Yes, but also wrestlers and cyclists, without a cup in those cases. Their jockstrap is usually cut in a fabric that stretches perfectly to wrap balls and cock. Would you like to see how?”

“Are you wearing this kind of jockstrap? Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to be so personal.”

“No problem, Gilbert. I’m here to guide you in every way possible. Yes, I am wearing a fitted jock. Just bought a black one.”

On that note, Father Francis pulls down his jeans and exhibits a nice bulge. Gilbert is surprised to see that the coach is not wearing any underwear. He obviously enjoys the fact that the jockstrap frames nicely a hairy round butt.

“You can feel the fabric of the pouch if you want to. I can even give you a medium-size jock, a red one that I purchased thinking of you.”

Gilbert approaches Father Francis, caresses gently the bulge and feels it growing. He backs away, thinking that he may have committed a sin, but Father Francis reassures him, saying that homosexual behavior is now legal in Canada, and that religion has better things to look after than “activities that do not hurt anyone”.

Time as flown and Gilbert must catch the last bus home. Coach Francis gives him a plain brown bag and asks him to plan coming back the next day. “Wear the red jock inside this bag, with no underwear, plus tight faded blue jeans if you have any.”

As soon as supper and homework are finished, Gilbert goes upstairs, locks his bedroom door, and quickly opens the brown bag. The red jock falls out, not wrapped in a plastic envelope with the brand name Bike on it. He feels the fabric, stretches the elastic band and straps, sniffs the pouch, and… “Oh, my God, this jock has been worn. I can smell the sweat and it feels great!”

Gilbert is sure that Coach Francis left his body odor on the fabric. He looks inside the pouch and notices traces of what seems like sperm. “Holy fuck, my coach left his signature.” Father Francis would have said “his imprimatur”, lol.

Gilbert loses no time in getting naked and pulling up the red jock. He stands on his bed to look at himself in the mirror. He slowly caresses his cock which quickly expands to proportions not seen before. Gilbert had no idea that a jockstrap could be so fuckin magical. He continues to stroke his rod under the bright red fabric until the knob pops out of the pouch. He squeezes the nicely wrapped balls and feels the juice filling his slender dick. The picture of Coach Francis’ hairy butt framed by a black jock sets the explosion in motion. “Holy fuck, this is so damn hot!”

The next morning, Gilbert comes down for breakfast. His mother is surprised to see him wearing blue jeans, but he explains that today is Blue Jeans Day at the Academy. A white lie that goes unnoticed, like the fact that he chose the tightest and most faded pair of blue jeans. Classmates are so pleased to see Gilbert wearing the hockey team sweater that they don’t notice his bulge. Well, maybe a certain student nicknamed “Sissy” can barely stop looking at it. Father Francis is also distracted by Gilbert’ sex appeal during his history course, already imagining their meeting at 4 o’clock sharp.

After a faint knock, Father Francis opens the door, lets Gilbert in and then locks it. He is wearing his cassock and welcomes his hockey player with more than a warm hug, adding a kiss and a firm hand on the round butt. This immediately triggers a bulge, making the black jockstrap stick out from the cassock, a scenario that the young priest had been fantasizing on for years. Gilbert reaches out to grab the huge offering. Father Francis slips out of his cassock, kneels down to bury his face in Gilbert’s crotch, feeling an already half-blown erection.

Coach Francis asked Gilbert to wear tight faded blues jeans because they excite him to the point that he can not resist giving a spanking. Not expecting that, Gilbert quickly finds out how thrilling it is to feel the coach’s hand slapping and massaging his behind. He is now fully erected and wants to show off his red jockstrap package. After having stripped down, both stand face to face, kissing feverously, cock to cock, rubbing swelteringly.

Knowing by experience that his student has never been sucked, the coach pulls down the red jock with his teeth, starts licking the cut shaft, then the pink mushroom, tasting some precum, and gradually engulfing the whole pistol in his mouth, to the rhythm of his hockey player’s moaning cries. When Gilbert warms Francis that he is about to explode, the order is given: “Shoot your jizz in my throat! I want to swallow your yummy nectar.” The load is so powerful that it overflows out of Francis’ mouth. He immediately gets up and gives a French-cum kiss to Gilbert.

“Wow, an out of this world experience! Now, it’s my turn”, says Gilbert. He barely has time to sniff the black bulging package that the engine is roaring. Once the jockstrap is taken off, Gilbert is in awe: hairy bush, huge balls, thick veiny uncut cock, plus a sweet and sour manly odor. He follows the same scenario and both end up French-cum kissing.

At 18, Gilbert has never felt so deliciously naughty. All this man-to-man pleasure, twice a week, remains a secret, of course, but Coach Francis wants to improve the scenario by adding one or two more players. He arranges to get the key of a larger empty room, saying that he will use it for tutorials. The word is more than well chosen!

Through jockstrap adjustments on new hockey players, the coach has identified Bobby and Freddy as potential members for his new “18-Year-Old Jockstrap Club”. He manages to have them added to his list as spiritual director, and gradually gives a jockstrap gift to Bobby and Freddy. Father Brown thinks that 18 is the age of consent for homosexual acts in Canada.

Coach Francis’ plan unfolds as expected, with the co-operation of Gilbert. They first have hot threesomes, then wild foursomes. They not only suck but also rim and fuck. When Andrew joins the Club, they can experience the meaning of “orgy”. Coach Francis’ ass is so welcoming that he gets to have both Bobby and Freddy pound him at the same time, while he sucks Gilbert’ cut slender pistol, and orders Andrew to suck his thick uncut rod. With so many members, each can enjoy arse and face fucking at the same time. Andrew is the only one not interested in fucking and rimming. He seems to cast a shadow on the Club, but Coach Francis does noy pay too much attention to the lonely sheep.

Andrew happens to be more of a black sheep. He does some research on the Omnibus Bill passed by the Canadian Parliament in 1969. He learns that homosexual activities were decriminalized under certain conditions: only two persons, both at least 21-year-old, and in private. When confronted with the facts, Father Francis Brown dissolves the 18-Year-Old Jockstrap Club, but discretely continues to have man-to-man pleasure with Gilbert, Bobby and Freddy. All three join one of the first gay rights groups in Canada, and even march on Parliament Hill during a national protest to have the Criminal Code revised.

In 1985, the anal sex provisions in section 159 of the Criminal Code are relaxed, the age of consent now being 18 unless the parties are husband and wife. Since June 2019, same-sex activity is legal in Canada and the age of consent is 16, equal to the age of consent for heterosexual activity.