"What the fuck?" Jim asked in amusement as he pulled a cleanly pressed, sparkly clean jockstrap from his locker. He read over the note again: "put these on and enjoy..."
Jim looked around wondering if someone slipped them into his locker as a joke. Jim was a well-liked guy in school, not really bullied around much. But his slim physique and weak strength kept him from being the football star he always wished he could be.
As he looked around he noticed the guys at his high school just grabbing their backpacks and putting away their books for the end of the day. Turning around, he noticed a row of football jocks not paying any attention to him. They were joking about practice that afternoon and excited to suit up and get to scrimmaging. As Jim looked them over he saw their well-developed bodies, muscular, hairy, athletic men. He wished he could be as strong as them.
Looking back down at the jock he was tempted to ask the guys if they slipped it into his locker. The linebacker, Kevin, was pretty good friends with Jim. He was talking to the quarterback Chris behind him. Jim considered what to do with the jock.