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Top Sports' Shop Custom Jock-strap Fitting

Mature female clerks help young men in their purchasing of athletic supporters
“Donnie what are these?” I just counted 20 jock straps in your drawers,” Mrs. Patterson asks her son as she is placing clean clothes into his chest-of-drawers.

“Oh, bein’ out for basketball, I go through them fast.”

“Not that fast. I do your laundry every week and I don’t see why you can’t get by with four or five. This seems excessive.”

“Well, Mom, I don’t want to run out. Besides, Tommy can use them when I go to college.”

“Your little brother has his own. You have way more than you can use. Come in here for a second. ...Where do you get these, young man?”

Donnie replies, “From the Top Sports Shop in the mall.”

“You must have at least $200 worth here!”

“Yeah, but I bought them with my own money.”

The following weekend when Mrs. Patterson is doing laundry in the basement she notes several jock straps that are dirty but one appears new. She reflects that Donnie had basketball practice three days this week and a game one day which equates to four jocks but there are five here. He should have gotten by with four - so why five?”

“See you later, Mom!” Donnie announces as he heads out of the house.

“Wait a second, young man. Where are you going?”

“To the mall. Do you need anything, Mom?“

“No. But thanks. See ya.”

Mrs. Patterson returns to her laundry. She holds up the clean supporter and sniffs it. “Whew! Semen. What is going on here?”

She knows both her sons masturbate like other boys but why is there a scent on a new jock? She decides to solve this mystery. She goes upstairs and grabs her car keys off the top of the refrigerator and heads for the mall.

She catches up with Donnie’s car but maintains her distance. She sees him drive into the parking lot. As she watches him walk toward the north entrance to the mall she quickly drives around the corner and parks near the west entrance. She walks fast to get to a book store, from which she can observe the Top Sports Shop from across the hall. Sure enough soon as she situates herself in the store by the window her son arrives and he turns into the sporting goods store. Mrs. Patterson looks at the items in the bookstore so as to not be noticed and wonders, “What the heck can he be up to?” She glances to the sports store now and then and, finally, about a half hour later she sees him come out with a small sack in his hand.

She goes into the sports store and looks around. She notes a female sales clerk who must be in her 40s and another woman with a manager’s nameplate who appears in her 50s. The younger clerk is in a white-pleated skirt and has a tight frilly white top which is restraining large breasts. With her hourglass figure covered in an all-white outfit and with her sporting fire-engine red fingernails she might be seen as a high class call girl but from her reserved demeanor she looks classy.

The middle-aged clerk turns her way and they both smile. The clerk comes over and with a low feminine voice asks, “Can I help you find anything?”

“Just looking,” Mrs. Patterson nods noting “Patti” on the clerk’s name plate.

After a while Mrs. Patterson is satisfied that she saw nothing irregular and was about to leave when an older male who appears about the age of her son walks into the store. Instead of going out the door she detours behind a rack of sunglasses. She watches him go to the clerk and hears him ask to see some tennis shoes. Clerk Patti removes a pair from the shelf and then sits on the low stool giving the boy a nice view of her cleavage. She helps him slip on the shoes. Mrs. Patterson thinks that was cute, “Males, whatever their age, can’t pass up an opportunity to peek down a woman’s blouse. He is going to get an eyeful.”

Mrs. Patterson continues to listen to their conversation as the young man decides to pass on the shoes but asks to see some athletic supporters.

As the clerk moves to the shelves, she tells the lad in a business-like manner, “We have all sizes and a wide number of brands of supporters including: Bike, Flarico, Go Software, Kinkware, and Colt.”

Mrs. Patterson moves around the sun-glass rack to position herself to hear a little clearer.

“I am not sure which to get. My mom is the one who has been buying them for me.”

Clerk Patti points to the rear of the store, “Here, take these three and try them on in the men’s changing room. If you need some help just open the door a little. I would be glad to help you.”

Mrs. Patterson observes clerk Patti wait on another customer and ring up a sale. The clerk then retreats to the changing room in the back.

Mrs. Patterson decides to leave the store to avoid suspicion. She goes across the hall and takes up a position in the window of the bookstore again where she can still continue to observe the transaction in the sports shop.

In the meantime, the manager continues to wait on customers while clerk Patti is in the back with her young customer. After about a half an hour the customer and the clerk return and both go to the cash register. She has a couple of small boxes which look like the size that may contain athletic supporters.

Mrs. Patterson walks back into the sports store and takes her position again by the sunglasses rack and hears, “This is a good choice. It is of good quality and should last well. Here’s your change. Thanks very much for shopping at Top Sports. We look forward to your return.”

The young man's eyes are directed down as he exits past Mrs. Patterson.

Mrs. Patterson thinks to herself, “This could be a coincidence but it seems strange just after my son buys a supporter the next male customer buys one too. This is indeed a mystery.”

She returns home to give this some further thought. She goes into Donnie’s room and checks his drawer and does not see any new jock straps. Then she reaches into his dirty clothes hamper and withdraws a supporter that looks brand new. She lifts it to her nose and the whiff confirms it has semen on it but this time it is fresh semen.

The next morning, Mrs. Patterson is feeling invigorated and determined to solve the mystery. She returns to the Top Sports Store and finds clerk Patti there but not the manager.

“Excuse me, could you please tell me when the manager is in - I’d like to put in an application to work here.”

“Oh, you were here yesterday weren’t you? The manager is at lunch now and she will replace me in about 20 minutes and you can see her then. I don’t think we are looking for anyone but we always accept applications.”

Mrs. Patterson replies, “Thank you. I’ll return in 20 minutes then.”

A short time later.

“Can I help you? I’m the manager. I understand you were looking for me?”

“I’m glad to meet you. I’m Mrs. Patterson. I note that your clerk, Patti, has a bubbly personality and seems to have a lot of enthusiasm for her work.” Mrs. Patterson notes the manager has large breasts with a matching butt. She is also wearing a tight skirt and a tight blouse with the store’s logo on it.

“Mrs. Patterson, I am happy to meet you. You are so right. Patti is wonderful. Indeed, she has made ‘regional sales manager of the month’ for five straight months!”

“Good for you. I was here yesterday and I note that young men respond to her.”

“They really do. I’m lucky to be her manager. Now, what can I help you with today?”

“I am wondering how she managed to sell my son 20 jock straps in the last couple of months?”

“Twenty? Well, Patti is very good at what she does. As I said, she has been our best sales performer in the region.”

“But that does not explain why my son needs 20 jocks. He can only wear one at a time. Something fishy is going on here.”

The manager sighs, “Well, I thought this might come up some time. So…"

“Yes?” Mrs. Patterson does not let her finish.

“Mrs. Patterson, would you please come to the back with me....Now, what do you feel about the physical needs for young men and boys”“

“The what?” Mrs. Patterson exclaims.

“Can I be frank?” the manager asks.

“Of course,” Mrs. Patterson replies.

“So what do you think of the sexual needs of young men?” the manager repeats the question with a frown.

“I don’t know what this has to do with jocks but young men need to release about every two or three days at least, I’d say.”

The manager nods in agreement, “If you will please return in a half an hour we can discuss this in more depth like mature women. I think we can help you solve your mystery if you will agree to keep this confidential. We can have a ‘win-win’ situation here.”

“I am certainly a discreet person. I will be back at 1:10 then.”

1:10 arrives

Mrs. Patterson is greeted by the manager. “Mrs. Patterson, Patti is back so please follow me to my office.”

The manager motions to Patti and all three arrive at the manager’s office. They all shake hands. The manager takes a seat and motions for Mrs. Patterson and Patti to take a seat too.

“Patti, this is Mrs. Patterson who you have met. She has a concern about her son purchasing athletic supporters. Mrs. Patterson, we want you to know we have a mission here at Top Sports in that the safety of young men is our highest priority. We have been to several seminars and learned that boys and young men today have been eschewing the wearing of jock straps. This leaves them vulnerable to injury as well as jeopardizing their ability to have children and in your case, Mrs. Patterson, grandchildren. The problem is that kids think supporters look funny or only gays are wearing them. They mistakenly think they can get by without protection. Some are wearing compression shorts but this does not offer the protection they need.”

Mrs. Patterson responds with concern, “I was not aware of this problem. I had my sons get fitted for their first jocks when they were thirteen. My sister volunteered to do it for me at her home.”

The manager educates the women, “Good for you. Supporters or jocks have been around since 1874 when bicyclists in Boston needed protection for their balls from the cobblestone streets. Jockey meant ‘rider’ and that is how we got the name ‘jock strap’ from jockey. That is also how the famous Bike brand of jocks came about too ‘Bike’ for biker.”

“We have been encouraging all our young males who come in here to purchase them for safety. We have found most need help with the selection. We are pleased that we have been successful getting the word out to the boys so they get an appropriate and a pleasant fit here. If they get some erotic pleasure from it then we have no problem with that. It does not concern us as long as they leave here with some protection.”

The manager continues, “Yes, Mrs. Patterson, we have a win-win situation here at Top Sports in that we are insuring the safety of our youth and our store is honored to have the highest sales performance nationally for our company. You should also know that the jock sales are only a small part of our gross sales. When the young men come in for supporters they also buy other items such as tennis rackets, running shoes, etc. Since they started recommending us to others our store has obtained contracts with many high school and college athletic departments in the area. In fact, we have the contract with the diocese for the parochial schools in this region too.”

Mrs. Patterson says, “Well I am getting a better understanding and I appreciate what you are doing. I’m just glad my husband and I were not amiss with our sons. One question though, isn’t it embarrassing for the youth to go into the fitting room to help the customer with his purchase?”

“Only at first,” the manager explains, “but they soon become comfortable. In fact, they usually return in a week or two for another purchase.”

Patti looks out on to the sales floor, “I probably should leave you two and get back out on the floor, I think a customer came in.”

“Who is it?” the manager asks.

“I have not seen him for but he is a young man about 16 or 17. I’d better get out there, he is looking at the jocks.”

“Mrs. Patterson, would you like to see Patti serve a customer?"

“Well, I do have some time.”

“Look, Patti and the customer are going to the changing room already. Please come with me, Mrs. Patterson.”

Patti is standing outside the changing room door while her customer is inside.

The manager and Mrs. Patterson approach the changing room, “Patti, could Mrs. Patterson observe you fit this customer? She is considering applying for a job here.”

“Glad to. Leave her with me,” she replies. Clerk Patti turns to Mrs. Patterson, “We need to wait to see if the lad opens the door for some help.” Ahh, there we go....Excuse me sir, would you allow this lady to observe our fitting the supporter? She may be working here eventually.”

The bewildered young man, “Ah, oh, I suppose. Okay.”

Mrs. Patterson enters and looks around. She notes a short bench, some hooks on the wall, a microwave oven, a mirror, and some mouth wash on a stand. The stand with several drawers in it is next to a low placed sink. The young man is nice appearing - about 5’6” at 145 lbs. wearing a T-shirt, jeans and Nike running shoes. He must be an athlete.

“Sir, may I suggest trying this supporter first? It is our most popular brand, Bike basic white.”

The young man looks surprised. “Here?”

Patti nods. He turns away from the women and slips off his jeans, removes his briefs, steps through the straps of the white cotton jock and then pulls it up.

He looks down, “It seems a little tight.”

Patti grabs his shoulders and rotates him. The young customer is startled and steps back.

Mrs. Patterson remains quiet and thinks, “Oh, nice bulge. I have seen the men in my house with these but not this close.”

“We don’t want too much pressure,” Patti comments as she drops to her knees onto the soft carpet. The woman’s smooth large globes are exposed again. She pulls the young customer toward her. With her left hand she grabs his buttock while the fingers of her right hand placed just above his bulging pouch. She slides her red finger nails under the band and the fingers onto his penis and scrotum repositioning for a snug fit.

“Oh. Hmm.” The young male emits a soft sound.

“I can see it does seem a little tight. I think we need to go up a size. We don’t want it to bind. As long as we are trying another size - are you satisfied with this basic style or would you like to try another style such as a mesh? This one has good moisture removal and of course the mesh is open so it can’t be beat for aeration. Both offer good protection.”

The young man hesitates, “Well, I, ah, I could try the mesh then.”

“Okay. It is the same size large but with this company the large size is a little bigger and has more room for expansion.”

The customer turns away from the women showing his tight sun-tanned buttocks. Patti, then still on her knees puts her thumbs under the young man’s straps at the waist and pulls the jock down.

Mrs. Patterson continues with elation observing, “Look at those muscled buttocks and thighs – these women get to see all these hot male athletes’ bodies here.”

Patti then hands him a white mesh supporter and without looking he reaches back and takes it. Patti and Mrs. Patterson smile to each other as they wait.

After the fellow repositions his supporter Patti then grasps his shoulders and rotates him facing the women. Mrs. Patterson gulps seeing the circumcised glans of his penis protruding a few inches horizontally out the side of the pouch.

With a blushing face, the young man breaks the silence by asking, “Do, do, ah, do these protect okay?”

Patti does not miss a beat, “The protection is just as good as the other one. The main thing is to keep the penis and testicles from flopping around and you won’t have to worry about jock itch since the mesh will let the air keep the moisture out. If you have a girlfriend they she will like the looks of these too.”

She turns to Mrs. Patterson, “Madam, would you like to test the fit?”

Mrs. Patterson consents.

“Sir, could you spread your legs for the lady? Good. A little wider please. There - that’s nice.”

Mrs. Patterson moves behind the lad bends down and sees part of his full pouch hanging. She looks at Patti who nods. Mrs. Patterson reaches under the subject’s legs and grasps the encased jewels. She feels the texture of the jock and squeezes. “If feels snug to me,” she says as she once again feels a small gush of her own juice.

“Ummmm!” the fellow squirms.

Patti says, “I see we have a problem with the fitting here. Do you want to step over to the sink? It seems we are a little tight. We can take care of it.”

Mrs. Patterson releases her hold.

The male’s eyes widen, “Jeez. Okay, but do you have one like this one in black?” He shuffles toward the sink because his testicles are sore from the manipulation.

“Yes, we should have, but let’s take care of this first.” She reaches around the fellow and with her fingers and pulls the mesh back to expose the stiff penis. It flops around a couple of times then ends pointing nearly straight up. The young customer who is obviously embarrassed looks at the mirror over the sink and then up to the ceiling.

Patti smiles at Mrs. Patterson, “Here we need a little lubrication.” She reaches for some clear gel and dispenses a generous amount on her right hand. She positions him square in front of the sink and then with her white narrow fingers with the red nails she applies the oil the length of his cock. The youth shudders, “Ahhh…ahh.”

Patti in an aside to Mrs. Patterson, “You may notice we use a clear gel so it does not make a stain on the jock.”

Mrs. Patterson moves to the side to get a better view. With the gel, Patti moves the tips of her fingers rapidly like she is playing his penis as a flute. This action makes it harden even more. Next, she changes the motion to stroking from the base to the top and then back again working continuously.

The young man emits a deep sounding long nasal grunt. “Uuuuh.” Mrs. Patterson observes the tightening of the muscles in his buttocks and his calves. She looks up to see the blue veins raised in his neck. Patti increases the reciprocating motion and then smiles as the young customer closes his eyes.

She sees him begin to grimace so she knows that it is time to aim the rock hard penis toward the back of the wash basin.

Mrs. Patterson looks up to note the wide smile on Patti’s puckered lips.

“Jesus! I am cumming! Ohhh - please!”

His whole body shakes but Patti’s hand on his cock does not loosen. The speed of the stroke increases but now her hand is just ringing the throbbing rod.

“Ohhhhhh.” A narrow stream of cloudy semen splats on the far side of the wall of the sink. The young body spasms while Patti uses her free hand to prevent him from falling back. The picture of Patti’s spread red finger nails digging into the man’s muscular creviced spine cause Mrs. Patterson to let lose some more of her own juice.

After letting the young man get his breath, Patti pulls down his jock strap and he steps out of it supporting himself with a hand on her shoulder. She then presses a dispenser to put some blue liquid soap on to the wash cloth and puts it under the hot faucet.

“Now let’s get you cleaned up, young man.” She then slowly washes his still half hard reddish cock, and the rest of his groin. She puts her fist forward to separate his legs so she can reach his inner thighs. She then takes a fluffy white hand towel hanging on the side of the sink and with rigor towels his groin.

Mrs. Patterson finds her own hand has moved to her own crotch and she thinks, “I could use a cleaning of my pussy now too!”

Patti then dons another wash cloth and towel to wash her own hands. She smiles at Mrs. Patterson.

Mrs. Patterson notes that Patti did not break a sweat during the fitting which indicates she must be used to this.

“Okay. Let’s now try this one, please.” Patti helps the young customer step through another meshed jock strap. This one has a black waist band and black web netting. The young man seems more comfortable with his nearly completely exposed organ and no longer turns himself away. Both women note this change and glow with pleasure. Patti helps him put his feet through the straps, pulls up the jock and stuffs his cock in. His smooth oiled penis is pressed to the side and his nearly hairless scrotum is clearly visible through the mesh.

Patti queries Mrs. Patterson, “It fits nicely don’t you think? However, I’d like to show the gentleman one more.”

The young man pulls his arms to his side indicating he is becoming more comfortable with his genital exposure.

She retrieves another box and pulls the garment out, “Try this one on, please.”

She then bends down once again and the frilly lace on the woman’s blouse can’t prevent the young stud from getting a glimpse of a pinkish brown aureole. This view causes his restrained member to jump as the blood returns. Patti puts her thumbs into the waist band and pulls the black mesh down and off so he can try another - this time a white mesh model. The women see some strain on the fellow’s face. Patti realizes she needs to work quickly while his penis can still fit.

“This is more of a compression style mesh that helps young men who are more endowed like you are. Yet it offers more support than true compression briefs.” With the palm of her hand and her splayed fingers with the ever prominent red nails she presses his member to his stomach. She then pulls the jock all the way up over her hand and then slips her hand out. Once again the cock is barely hid by the mesh. She then traces the outline of his penis through the mesh rubs it a little and some cum flows from its hole.

Patti informs Mrs. Patterson, “You can see why in the catalogs these meshes are referred to as ‘see-through jocks.’”

“Oops, I will get this.” Pattie reaches for a tissue and wipes the tip of his penis which once again makes him jump back.

“Mrs. Patterson, this fellow is nearly bare which is ideal for the mesh jocks. Many young men come in shaved anymore and that makes this model more attractive. We do offer hair removal too to enhance the mesh models. The procedure is becoming more popular. This drawer holds the wax which you put in the microwave for 15 seconds then apply it to his genitals. After a short period you remove the cloth and the hair is gone resulting in a smooth genital area. We don’t charge for that. Do you want to check his fit?”

Mrs. Patterson, “Oh, I will oblige!” Her eyes are wide as she sees his member pressing through the mesh. She reaches over and checks the elasticity of the straps. She then puts her fingers inside the garment to check for room and moves to his front and feels a warm, smooth, and rock hard penis. She removes her hand to finish with a patting of the bulge on the exterior webbing.

Patti says as she faces Mrs. Patterson, “The design looks like a compression brief but it is all mesh and offers stronger webbing to make it a true supporting jock. Don’t you think he looks good in both the black and white models? With both, he is moisture free, has comfort and the girls or women will find them attractive. And, as you can tell it has more room to allow for expansion. ... Sir, how does it feel? She rubs the web mesh over his cock and the young man jumps again but this time he on his recoil he juts toward her with his huge bulge leading.

“Ma’am, I think I should go with this one.”

Patti: “Good. Do you want the white one too? They both look good on you.”

He stutters, “Y-y-yeah I will take them both. Thanks.”

“And, thank you. We’ll leave you now and when you are dressed please go up to the cashier.” The two women leave the customer in the changing room.

Back at the counter, “So, Mrs. Patterson, that is our custom fitting procedure. I know we covered a lot but do you have any questions?”

“Wow! I can barely talk, Patti. I can’t believe this. What a pleasant way to help a young man. Now I see why you have all those things in a changing room - the microwave, the sink and stuff.”

Patti explains, “Most young men with their active hormones need help in fitting jocks. They typically have no problem initially at the beginning of their fitting but when you have to make adjustments then they often get aroused so it becomes challenging to provide the proper fit. They may need to ejaculate. They can do this by themselves in private or if they prefer, like this guy did, we can do it for them. Sometimes when it is a slow day and we get horny ourselves we grab those hooks on the wall and let them fuck their brains out.”

Seeing Mrs. Patterson startle, Patti pauses but then continues, “Yeah, note there are two pairs of hooks on the wall that are at different heights. Find the right height which is comfortable for you. Then, when the time comes drop your panties, stick your cunt out, grab the hooks at your comfort height and hold on tight. The young guy will do the rest. Oh, and be sure to use the rubbers in the bottom drawer even if you are on the pill. These lads look young but some of them get around.”

She continues, “Sorry for getting sidetracked but that is important. Safety is what Top Sports is all about. We don’t do the custom fit on a first visit though. That’s because we need to see their ID to be sure they are of age. So wait until you see their driver’s license or school ID when they make their first purchase. Also, when it is a first visit here we just start with the basics which means of course you would not to use the hooks.”

“And, this is important- we no longer offer married men any of our custom fitting services. We had one wife come in here three months ago who gave us holy hell when after fitting her husband he could not get an erection for four days. He had to tell her about visiting us because she thought he was having an affair.”

“Finally, if we get too backed up, as it sometimes happens in Christmas season, then you may have to avoid all these options and just give the guy’s pecker a little whack and that will drop it. It is no fun for the guy and we seldom need to resort to that but once in a great while it is necessary - we have to keep a flow going on the sales floor.”

“Oh! You have thought of everything!” Mrs. Patterson says as she gives Patti a big smile.

“Yeah. But it has come from trial and error. Talk about full service - we are the place! See this drawer? These are my clean panties and that drawer is the manager’s. Over there is Grandma’s. She works here Tuesdays and Wednesdays. She calls herself ‘Grandma’ but the slut is two years younger than me. She is built like a brick shit house and the guys go for her. By the way, they only hire very attractive women here so if you get a job offer you can pat yourself on the back.”

“Can I ask, ‘What’s the mouthwash for?’”

“The mouthwash on the stand is Grandma’s - she loves sucking the boys off. She will let you use it. I have been subbing for her on Wednesday nights when she teaches CCD so maybe you could take that time too for her if the manager hires you. By the way, those hooks on the wall are completely secure or they would have come out by now due to the frequency of Grandma’s use of them - the fucking whore!”

Patti regains her composure, “I am probably going on longer than I should because some of this you will also get with your orientation if you get hired. But I would add when we put the sink in we had the walls and ceiling sound proofed.”

The manager comes over to the ladies asking. “How did it go?”

“I am flabbergasted. Patti has explained everything. Top Sports is quite an operation!”

The manager shares, “The fitting room was an expensive investment but it has paid us major dividends. The jock straps also contribute to our profit by the fellows getting their school athletic departments to contract with us. We get a lot of business from the colleges and the public high schools but it is our contracts with the parochial schools that is our biggest income producer. Their boys liked our services and they recommended us to their athletic director who got the diocese to work with us. We are indeed providing a service to the community, are making money so the home office is pleased, and we women have some fun which we never get tired of.”

Mrs. Patterson opines, “Well, I feel better about your meeting my son’s needs. I am glad they have been having this special protection. Say, I really would like to work here if you could use me someone.”

“Well,” the manager considers, “We could use a fill-in person when any of us three are off. And, Patti does not care for subbing for Grandma on Wednesday nights. If you work here you will get training not just on athletic supporters but on many of our other products too. For example, certain athletes need more than a jock strap. Baseball catchers and some hockey players need nut cups. They are plastic cups that slide into jock straps and they provide additional protection. In addition, the gay guys expect a wide selection of designer supporters for their fun. We carry a wide variety. And, you will need to learn a lot about the other athletic products we sale such as tennis and running shoes, soccer shin guards, socks, basketballs, and baseballs, etc. Of course, you would be paid for your expenses for the training. And, importantly, I will tell you that Patti reported you seemed to enjoy assisting her with the fitting the young man she served. I think you will fit in well here. By the way, you may detect a little jealousy with Patti towards Grandma - Grandma has won all the ‘salesperson-of-the- month awards.’”

“Thanks so much. I would like to apply!”

“Okay, you’re hired! Come in a half hour early next Saturday at 8:30 AM for the paper work. Oh, by the way, you will get a 25% discount for your son’s jocks.”

Mrs. Patterson offers her hand, “Thanks again so much, see you Saturday.”

Upon arriving home, Mrs. Patterson shouts, “Boys, I just got a part time job!”

“Congratulations Mom!”

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