Ryan didn't know much about art, but his brother did, and Randy knew that his brightly colored jockstrap would fade with use , unless he did something to protect it. He pulled the jockstrap of and put it on the big martial arts dummy/punching bag that hung from the ceiling of Randy's room. Ryan was stretched taut. He opened a foul smelling can of thick clear liquid, and carefully painted the heavy clear rubber coating over the painted pouch and straps. It tasted as foul as it smelled, worse than the gasoline Ryan had accidentally swallowed while siphoning it out of a had tank as a prank. It seemed to numb his senses. When the coating was tacky, Randy applied additional coats. Ryan felt like his body was coated in plaster of clay. He had once made a mold of his erect penis, and it had felt kind of like this, except this was all over his body: face, eyes, lips,chest, back, chest, arms, legs, even between his toes. As it dried it seemed to harden and tighten. Between coats of sealant, Randy did his homework, and went to bed. Ryan had trouble breathing, until he remembered he was a jockstrap. In the dark, listening to Randy snore, Ryan fell asleep.
Ryan was rudely awakened in the wee hours of the morning, by a sharp pain in his ass , and or mouth, shoulders, chest? Randy was sewing mesh fabric with a rubber o-ring opening to the inside of his jockstrap pouch. The whole time Ryan couldn't take his eyes of Randy's rock hard morning wood. Ryan wondered why Randy hadn't jerked off yet. Then he had a horrifying realization. Randy tugged at the mesh liner pouch satisfied with his tailorwork. He grinned and stepped into his newly rubberized illustrated jockstrap. He stretched the ring to slide his erect coco inside the liner pouch. Ryan was painfully stretched, as Randy forced one testicle through the ring, and then the other. Suddenly, Ryan realized that the stretchy rubber ring was a coco ring. Like Randy needed any help getting hard.
Then Randy stood in front of his mirror. Ryan stated in awe at the shiny, illustrated, rubber jockstrap. Ryan couldn't help but imagine himself wearing that exquisitely kinky jockstrap. Then for the first time since becoming a jockstrap, Ryan laughed. How could he ever wear that jockstrap? He was that jockstrap.