Karate Class Supplies, Part III: The Fitting Continues

Well, thought James, This just can’t be going any worse.

He had decided to continue with the kick trials. His stomach was still in knots after the first kick Jenna delivered, landing perfectly into his nuts and squashing them. Feeling woozy, tried to adjust the first cup of the trial, which was the “pee wee” size, clearly meant for young kids. It was really too small to fit over anything, and the cup edges pressed against the surface of both of his testicles. Since he was already sensitive from the previous strike, he had a feeling of foreboding as he stepped up to Jenna again.

Jenna had put on a pair of white sneakers for the cup trials since she didn’t want to hurt her foot, which was just too rich a thought for James. He nervously reached down to the crotch of his pants and tried to adjust the cup again, without any real change. “Ready?” Jenna asked. James gulped and simply nodded. “And you’re going to be a big boy and face me this time?” He saw the laughter in Jenna’s eyes as she said this, and he simply nodded again. “Okay, here goes!” With that, she brought her right leg back a foot and swung forward,

THWOCK!

The fitting studio rang with the sound of sneaker hitting plastic cup hitting scrotum, and James immediately dropped to his knees, with the sharp, stabbing pain throbbing in his testicles. Wave after wave of aching pain course into his lower abdomen, and he breathed quickly while releasing a long groan, his hands both reaching for his crotch, trying to cradle everything in place to abet the pain. He heard Jenna walk away for a moment, grab something from a drawer, and walk back over. She placed another cup down on the mat in front of his head, which was still face down on the mat.

”Well, clearly that first one didn’t work. Congrats, you’re bigger than a pee wee!” Jenna teased. “Here’s the next size, youth. When you’ve started to recover, just grab this and put it on. As always, we can always change to a custom fitting.” It took James a few minutes before he could finally sit up, at which point he grabbed the pee wee cup from his pants, removed it, and tossed it to the side. He picked up the youth cup and could tell that this, too, would likely be too small. He felt a sense of subtle pride that he was at least larger than “youth”, but then he felt panicked that he’d have to keep going through more of this.

“Say, Jenna, how many sizes are there, anyway?” James asked. Jenna replied, “Well, broadly, there’s peewee, youth, teen, adult, and adult XL.” James thought about this and guessed that maybe he was teen or adult. He didn’t really know how big of a package you needed for adult XL, but he guessed he wasn’t exactly the most well-endowed 18-year-old. “But,” Jenna continued, “there are subcategories in teen, adult, and adult XL. Each comes in a standard size and what’s called the ‘low’ type.” She quickly glanced at James’ crotch yet again, which made James turn red and feel embarrassed, and she continued, “You see that these cups are bigger at the top than they are at the bottom, but with the ‘low’ version, it becomes a bit wider toward the bottom. This is to accommodate the boys who, you know, hang a little lower or are a bit bigger in their ball bags.” With that comment, she stared down at his crotch again, winked, and walked away.

So, this meant that James would have to go through youth, teen, and teen “low” just to get to the adult size. This was turning into quite the sacrifice, all to avoid the embarrassment of this stranger seeing his penis and testicles. Maybe he should just go through that fitting instead.

He grabbed the youth cup into the changing room, inserted it into his jock strap, and placed the whole thing over his package, coming to find out that, as he guessed, it was indeed too small and only covered his penis and one testicle at most. He took a deep breath and had a decision to make.

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