A Customized Jockstrap

By Derrick Sanders

Published on Apr 20, 2023

Gay

A Customized Jockstrap: Part I

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This story is partially fiction and partially fact. Play safe out there.

I'd been walking for about twenty minutes and really had to take a piss. I was going to do it right in my jockstrap. Through my jockstrap was more accurate. I'd get to a discreet stopping place, pull down my sweats just enough, and let the bladder's contents go. Piss out my bladder, right through my jockstrap, and down into the grass.

The piss would soak my jockstrap. I would even feel the warm yellow liquid run back against my dick and against my balls. It always felt so good and so warm. My cock would stiffen up a little in response. But the relief on my bladder always felt so good. I always held back a great big piss on the walk.

The jockstrap I had on was being prepared for a bottom submissive who wanted a jockstrap from a "dominant alpha" (his words) that was ripe and rank from piss and cum. The jock was clean the morning when I put it on before I had even taken my first piss after waking up. I put that really ripe and stanky piss through it as well. To be honest I loved the feeling of a wet jockstrap.

And I was turned on by preparing the jock for the submissive bitch who just couldn't to get it in the mail and smell it. Hell he was probably going to wrap it around his bitch dick and use it to jack off. He told me he was a small submissive bottom and that my jockstrap would be too big for him--more in the waist size than in the cock size.

I'm 6', 220 pounds, bald, full beard, balding, 36-38 inch waist, 7 inch cut cock and just a little bit of a dad gut--as they say. I met the guy in a gay chatroom, after looking for a submissive bitch who needs to chat with a dominant top, and after about an hour of the normal chat--which arouses me, especially when the bottom is a talkative bitch who can type quickly--I told him I had to piss. He knew I was wearing a jockstrap and I told him he should drink my piss through it. Five minutes later he was texting me that he wished he could have one of my jockstraps.

I told him, sure, pay me $100 and I'll send this one to you.

And the faggot asked for my PayPal address and off we went. He was texting me what he wanted in the jockstrap and how I was to prepare it. He thought it was a huge deal apparently for a dominant top to piss in a jockstrap and jack off in it. It wasn't for me. While I love to fuck the hell out of a good bottom and have no interest in bottoming myself and love it when a bottom totally submits to me, I do love the feel of piss on my cock and balls.

At least I love it when I can't be pissing down a fucking faggot bottom's throat. That's what I prefer. And the cumming in my jockstrap? The ideal way for me to cum is while barebacking a hot submissive in someplace where it humiliates him to be fucked. The best place is in the bed they sleep in with their partner. Nothing like breeding them in the bed where they sleep with their wife or husband--especially when their husband is a bottom who doesn't know that they also like it up the ass.

But when I can't breed a bottom's ass, I like to jack off in my own jockstrap and feel the cum ooze around me in my jockstrap and wearing it as I fall to sleep.

And so this submissive bitch that I met online was going to pay me $100 for me to wear a jockstrap 4 days and cum and piss in it. He told me it made him so hard to think of me preparing that jockstrap for him.

Faggot.

I was doing it for me because I couldn't find a bottom to fuck. I walked back home with the wetness around my cock and better yet, around my ballsack.

I usually relived fuck sessions when I had to jack off. I'd have to think of which memory to run through my mind tonight so I could dump a load of cum in this jockstrap so that some bottom bitch I met online could suck the dried cum and piss out of it.

My cock was hard.

There was a message from the submissive bitch on my phone--sent like I had told him to send me one every day. He was telling me how he was so excited to think about me preparing a jockstrap to him and how lucky he was that I had selected him to prepare one for. He said that because I told him he was lucky to get one of my jockstraps. He said he knew he was lucky.

Dumb fucker. I was gonna piss and cum in that jockstrap this week anyway as my usual submissive bitch was out of town and I didn't have time to look for a replacement.

I emailed him back that he was a lucky bitch that I was sending him my jockstrap and giving him the pleasure of paying me for it. He told me that it turned him on to pay for pissy and cummy jockstraps. The fucker never should have told me that.

I got to get to work. The wet jock holding my balls that made the cum I was going to blast into the jock later that night. I'd pick one of the stories I had written several years ago and use it for jack off material to fill the jockstrap later.

Suggestions from submissives who need to submit can be sent to me. Responses will be selective, but you can try.

Next: Chapter 2


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