Date: Mon, 23 Aug 2010 12:23:26 +0200
From: Shaun White <corcega112@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Menswear Store Part 2

This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a
product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or
incidents is completely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are
uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally,
please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk.

The Menswear Store - Part 2

     After the interesting shopping trip to buy my new school trousers
before the start of the new school year in September I tried as hard as
possible to find some item of clothing which I needed as an excuse to
return to the menswear shop to see if anything similar would happen again.
It was not until the next Easter holidays that I found a legitimate excuse
to pay a return visit.  The regular sport for the Summer Term was cricket
and as I had grown a lot in the past year my mother agreed with me that I
needed some new white cricket flannels.  She suggested also that as I was
growing up it was time that I had a Jock Strap to hold my cricket protector
in place when I was batting.  Until then I had simply slipped it into a
pair of overtight briefs but when running between wickets it tended to move
about so it was not very satisfactory.  I was hoping to get into the under
15s team at school.

     I went off on my own to the menswear store.  I decided to leave it
until late in the day and it was about half an hour before closing time
when I walked in the door.  The shop seemed to be very quiet at that hour.
As soon as I entered, the same man who had measured me for my trousers on
my first visit approached me and asked if he could be of any assistance.  I
told him I needed some new cricket flannels so he steered me towards the
Sports section where I met the same young man as on my first visit when
buying my swimming shorts and briefs.  He recognised me and said "And for
what do we have the pleasure of your company today?"  I told him I needed
some cricket flannels and a Jock Strap.  I noticed a wide smile on his face
as I told him of my required items.  He said "Well I can see you have grown
even since your last visit so I think you should be measured again so that
I fit you out with the right size of flannels.  He reached for his tape
measure and asked me to stand upright with my feet slightly apart.  He
measured my waist and made a note of it on a pad.  Next he measured from
the waist to the top of my shoes and noted that measurement down.  Now came
the interesting part, the inside leg needed to be measured.  He placed one
end of the tape measure where the bottoms of the flannels should be and he
raised the other end towards my crotch.  I could feel his hand going higher
until I could feel his hand touching my balls through my trousers.  My cock
immediately started to stiffen and a bulge formed at the front of my
trousers in full view of his wide eyes.  He smiled again then said he would
get a pair of flannels for me to try on.

     He handed me a pair and suggested I should use the invalid's changing
room as it had more space inside and there was not likely to be anyone
using it so late in the day.  He came in with me.  I loosened the belt
supporting my trousers and then loosened the catch at the top and lowered
the zip.  He watched whilst I lowered my trousers and removed them and hung
them on a hanger on the wall.  His eyes almost popped out of his head when
he saw I was not wearing any underpants.  Yes, I had planned this visit
very carefully.  My cock was not completely soft after feeling his hands
when he did my inside leg measurement.  I stepped into the flannels and
fastened them.  They seemed to fit perfectly but he felt all round my bum
and the front to check they were not too tight or too slack.  Then he said
"You will probably do a lot of bending down when fielding so maybe you
should bend over to see that there is sufficient room in that area of the
flannels which will take the strain."  I bent over and touched my toes and
he moved his hand across my bum and said there seemed to be just enough
room for me to bend but the flannels were nice and tight when fully
stretched with that movement but he thought any larger size would be just
too baggy.  He kept running his hand across my bum as he spoke to me.  He
suggested I should take the flannels off again and whilst I was doing that
he would bring a couple of Jock Straps for me to try on.  He said normally
I would not be allowed to try them on without underpants on for hygiene
reasons but in my case he was willing to turn a blind eye to that
regulation.  He said he wanted me to be satisfied that I was buying the
correct size.

     I removed the flannels and stood naked until he returned with the Jock
Straps.  My mind was in overtime as I waited for him to return, I was
wondering if there was going to be any action from him.  I was not sure
whether he was waiting for me to make the first move.  The changing room
door opened and the assistant came in with the 2 Jock Straps.  He was about
to hand one to me to try on when the old man from the front of the store
knocked and came in.  He addressed the young man and said "The Manager has
had to leave for a dentist's appointment so he has left the keys with me
and asked me to lock up after the last customer has left the store.  Will
you be much longer as you are likely to be the last one as far as I can
tell?"  "We have almost finished.  We just need to make sure this young man
is fitted with the right size of Jock Strap and then we will enter
everything in the till."  The old man said "Well, if you like I might as
well stay here and maybe I can help a bit."  With that the younger man
handed me the first Jock Strap and as I put my feet in he took hold of it
and pulled it up.  When it was fully up he reached inside and rearranged my
private parts so they were comfortably enclosed.  The trouble was that this
action immediately brought my cock to it's full rigidity.  It was rock hard
and pointing skywards.  The tip of my cock was peeping out of the top of
the Strap.  The man said "Maybe you had better try the other one on."  He
reached to me and pulled the first one down and I stepped out of it.  I
stepped into the second one and he pulled it up and again he sorted out my
cock and balls to try to make them fit comfortably but my cock was still at
full mast.  It was just able to fit inside the waistband.  The man said it
seemed to be the best fit and he suggested I should buy that one.  Before
he lowered the Jock Strap for removal he ran his hand across the front of
my bulge and continued round to stroke my bum cheeks which were open to his
touch.  If my boner could have got any bigger it would have done.

     The man slowly lowered the Strap but before I could step out of it he
moved his right hand and took firm hold of my solid hard-on.  I whimpered
with joy.  The other older man watched with envy as the younger man moved
his hand up and down a few times.  I threw my head back and closed my
eyes. The older man then moved behind me and he started kissing my bum,
then the kisses turned to licks and he licked up and down my arse crack
down the full length of the valley between my cheeks.  When his tongue
paused over my virgin hole I thought I was going to cum there and then but
his tongue moved on a bit lower and I managed not to climax right at that
moment.  The two men changed over and the older man came to the front and
dropped to his knees and took my hard penis in his mouth and started to
suck me.  The younger man left the room but only for a minute or so before
returning with a tube of lube in his hand.  He started to run a finger up
where the older man had been licking a few moments before.  Then I heard
him open the lube and the next thing I felt was a finger covered in
something quite cool as it pressed at the entrance to my back passage.  At
first he met some resistance but he pressed harder until his finger slipped
in.  He moved the finger in and out a few times before adding a second
finger and he started to finger fuck me.  By the time I was taking 3 well
lubed fingers with ease I was almost on the point of filling the older
man's mouth with my cum.  The young man removed his fingers and I heard him
loosen his trousers and they dropped to his ankles.  He put some lub on his
rigid cock and spread it around and then eased himself forward until the
tip of his cock was right at my rear entrance.  He must have done a good
job with his fingers because there was no resistance as he pushed his cock
into me.  I expected pain but there was none, only a distinct buzz of
pleasure as he sank deeper and deeper into me.  He said "Were you a virgin,
you are so tight?"  I said "Yes, you have just taken my cherry.  I have
been wanting it to happen ever since my last visit here but I have not
found anyone willing to do it to me due to me being so young."  The man
then started to fuck me, slowly at first but then speeding up until he was
giving my once virgin hole a really good and hard fuck.  He kept fucking
for a good 10 minutes.  The man sucking my cock speeded up his sucking when
I told him I was nearly there.  Suddenly I shot the first of 6 spurts of
cum into his mouth.  He swallowed them and kept my cock in his mouth until
it started to soften.  As I was shooting my load it made the nerves in my
arse twitch and spasm and that brought the younger man to a rapid climax
and he thrust full into me and I felt the spasming of his hard cock as he
emptied his seed into me.  He waited a few moments before pulling out.  The
older man had in the meantime left the room and he now returned with a new
pair of briefs and told me I had better wear them to stop the younger man's
cum from leaking out and causing an embarrassing mess on my trousers.  He
said I could have the briefs with the compliments of the store.  The
younger man pulled up his trousers and undies and fastened them up whilst I
dressed.  The younger man then said he would run the cricket flannels and
Jock Strap through the till.  I asked him to add some Adidas white socks
also and he said he would do that willingly but they would not be charged
to me as they would be a gift from him.

     I was given the same discount as on my first visit.  I paid and was
handed a bag containing my purchases.  The young man also gave me a small
card on which was written his name, address and telephone number.  He said
he would like me to ring him any time I wanted some similar fun as I had
experienced today.  I put the card safely in my wallet.  I knew I would be
making that phone call in the very near future.  As I walked out of the
store with a wide smile on my face the lights were being switched off and
the older man was preparing to lock up for the
night.

End of Part 2

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