As Ryan strips down to put on his gear, he sees there's a brand new shiny jockstrap sitting in his locker. He looks and all the lockers have them. Must be a gift from the coach, he thinks, as he unwraps the rubberized bit of fabric - it's dyed the same color as their jerseys - shiny black. He puts it on, it's a snug fit but it feels good anyway. It doesn't seem as tight as when he first put it on, just needed stretching.
"New black rubber jockstrap, Ryan?" asked Steve as he and a half dozen other players file in.
"Yeah, we all got one in our lockers," Ryan answers.
"Hm? New jockstraps? Well, it does match the uniform," Steverino answers, as he begins to strip.
"Yeow!" moaned Dillon, "This is thing is way to small!" he complained as he snapped the rubber jockstrap into place around his manhood.
"It stretches," Ryan advised, as he tied his cleats.
"Ah, yeah, it don't hurt so bad now," Dillon confirmed.
The team talked a bit about last night. Some giggled, others guffawed as they recounted their antics.
"Focus, boys, let's get out on the field," Steverino ordered as he led the way out of the locker room.
All the boys walked a bit funny, but none of them seemed to notice. Claudia's surprise was already subtly at work. As the rubber heated up and was exposed to sweat, then the surprise would kick into high gear.