Speedomania⁹

[Jockhunter]

I had just turned 18 when my family moved again to a new small town.
We had moved three times in the last five years and each time I had to try making new friends.
Because we moved so often I fell behind at school and needed an extra semester to graduate.
I liked my new school but felt lonely being the new kid.
One day as I was leaving school I walked by the outdoor pool and heard splashing and laughing.
I looked through a locked gate and there were six or seven guys waiting in line for their turn at the diving board.
They all wore red speedos and had smooth muscular bodies.
I was always a very good swimmer so I thought those guys would be fun to hang out with.
I decided to try out for the school swim team.
The next day I asked the coach if there was any room on the team.
He said there is always room for a good swimmer.
Come by the pool after-school today and we'll see how it goes.
I didn't have a swimsuit with me so I showed up wearing just my gym shorts. I didn't want to get my underwear wet so I went commando under my shorts.
The guys were all busy swimming laps when the coach blew his whistle and said he needed two volunteers.
Two guys quickly came running up in their wet red speedos.
He lined the three of us along the edge of the pool and said on the count of three swim as fast as you can across the pool.
On the count of three I made a perfect dive into the water and came up swimming my fastest.
I easily beat the two of them. As I was getting out of the water the coach said great job. As the two other guys walked past one of them gave me a side eye and in a low voice said "whatever" I answered back "yea whatever". It seemed like the whole team had been checking me out.
The coach took me aside and said that I had made the team.
He said that everyone had to wear the team colors at practice and I needed to get a pair of red speedos. He said that they were sold at the only sporting goods shop in town.
I ran back into the gym and quickly got changed.
When I got home I got some money togeather and headed to the sporting goods shop on my bike.
It was a long ride and I arrived just as the guy was changing the sign to"Closed" on the front door.
He opened it and asked what I was looking for. When I told him that I needed a pair of speedos he decided to let me in.
I realized we were alone in the shop and he walked me over to a swim wear area.
He was a good looking clean cut guy with a nice smile who looked like a collage athlete.
He said "Let me guess you need a pair of red speedos" When I said yes he smiled and grabbed a small rectangular box off the shelf. You look like a size 32 he said. He asked me to follow him
and said I could try them back here. I followed him to a dimly lit storage area that smelled like new shoes and leather.
He showed me the small changing room and pulled the curtain back and turned on the light for me.
As I walked in he said "Just let me know if you need anything". I said thanks and pulled the curtin closed behind me.
The room had a long bench on one side and mirrors on two of the walls.
I quickly started getting undressed deciding to get completely naked before putting the speedos on.
They fit perfectly and from the side made my ass look tight and round.
In the front was a huge bulge that seemed to show everything.
You could see my long curved cock in perfect detail.
As I was admiring myself in the new speedos I suddenly heard a voice outside the curtin say "How do they fit"?.
I pulled back the curtin and he was standing right there.
His eyes instantly locked on the bulge in the front of the speedos. When I said they really show everything he said "I see what you mean."
Then he said that some of the guys wear a swimmer jockstrap under their speedos to keep everything tightly in place. I had never seen one but said ok I'll give one a try.
He said to give him a minute and so I closed the curtain and went back to looking at myself from every angle in the mirrors.
Suddenly a hand came through curtain holding a small box that said Duke Swim Supporter.
I quickly pulled off the speedos and took the jock out of the box. I unfolded it and thought to myself, "I have to get these". The jockstrap
seemed super revealing and I had trouble stepping into the straps because I had never worn a jock before.
The second I started pulling it up and into place I realized that I was getting a huge uncontrollable hard on. As I was trying to get my hard dick into the jocks pouch the curtain suddenly pulled open.
I had by back turned to him as I heard him say "How do you like it"? I answered ummm it feels great.
I felt embarrassed having my ass exposed to him so I slowly turned around hoping he wouldn't look to closely at the huge bulge. He then stared right at my hard on in the jock and said"Oh wow" do you need a hand with that? When I answered "Yea, I do" he quickly stepped into the room and closed the curtain behind him.View attachment 61756

 

[SocalJocks4me]

Very hot story. I miss the days of trying on jocks. Most places don't allow it anymore.

 

[Meczch]

I was 12. Eigth Grade. Told to buy a jock strap for gym class. There were a couple of stores recommended. I chose J. C. Penney. Mens Department was on the third floor, the top floor, so not much traffic moving about. I had no idea of my waist size, since my Mom bought all of our clothes. A nice male clerk appeared as I was fumbling through the boxes of straps. He took one look at me, pulled my T-shirt up and announced, try the 28. The Bike 10 is the better quality. He pointed to the dressing room saying you can try it on in there if you like. The room was just a small space with a curtain over the entrance for privacy. I slipped out of my jeans as quickly as I could and after a bit of figuring out where the straps went, I pulled it up. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever worn and it looked terrific room's mirror. I started to "chub up" in the pouch. Suddenly the clerk pushed he curtain aside and told me to turn around. He reached over and pulled at my waist band and gave it a snap. Perfect fit, boy. You want to wear it home or should I box it up. Guess what I chose!

 

[WpbMike]

I was 12. Eigth Grade. Told to buy a jock strap for gym class. There were a couple of stores recommended. I chose J. C. Penney. Mens Department was on the third floor, the top floor, so not much traffic moving about. I had no idea of my waist size, since my Mom bought all of our clothes. A nice male clerk appeared as I was fumbling through the boxes of straps. He took one look at me, pulled my T-shirt up and announced, try the 28. The Bike 10 is the better quality. He pointed to the dressing room saying you can try it on in there if you like. The room was just a small space with a curtain over the entrance for privacy. I slipped out of my jeans as quickly as I could and after a bit of figuring out where the straps went, I pulled it up. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever worn and it looked terrific room's mirror. I started to "chub up" in the pouch. Suddenly the clerk pushed he curtain aside and told me to turn around. He reached over and pulled at my waist band and gave it a snap. Perfect fit, boy. You want to wear it home or should I box it up. Guess what I chose!

Hot. I bet you wore it home!

 

[ibz1492]

I was 12. Eigth Grade. Told to buy a jock strap for gym class. There were a couple of stores recommended. I chose J. C. Penney. Mens Department was on the third floor, the top floor, so not much traffic moving about. I had no idea of my waist size, since my Mom bought all of our clothes. A nice male clerk appeared as I was fumbling through the boxes of straps. He took one look at me, pulled my T-shirt up and announced, try the 28. The Bike 10 is the better quality. He pointed to the dressing room saying you can try it on in there if you like. The room was just a small space with a curtain over the entrance for privacy. I slipped out of my jeans as quickly as I could and after a bit of figuring out where the straps went, I pulled it up. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever worn and it looked terrific room's mirror. I started to "chub up" in the pouch. Suddenly the clerk pushed he curtain aside and told me to turn around. He reached over and pulled at my waist band and gave it a snap. Perfect fit, boy. You want to wear it home or should I box it up. Guess what I chose!

I think almost all of us have been in a changing room with an attentive attendant!!!!! In a men's discount suit store, I was trying on a couple suits for work. I always wore a jock along with fairly loose boxers so that I had a decent size, visible bulge going a bit down my right leg. A guy, maybe close to 40 and a bit overweight, appeared at the curtain, opened it, looked down, and asked me how I dressed. I dress right and told him so he put his hand over my right hanging bulge and said it felt like there was plenty of room "when (you) need it"... So he felt I could bone up and still have room. Then he casually said he would like to suck me if I was interested. He said not there but outside in the back of the building after I get my fitting and make my purchase. He said to make sure he saw me as I was leaving so he could meet me out back. I finished everything, looked for him, and motioned that I was leaving. He motioned with his head that he would meet me out back. It was a fairly quick bj but his throat was receptive and he seemed to have no gag reflex which was great. He had just hauled out my cock n balls from my jock pouch and went to work. I wanted to last longer, but I didn't have any real idea how private it was in the back of this building. I asked if he wanted my deposit, and when he said definitely, I recall fucking his throat hard and I gave him my man milk. Not many guys can take the full length of a cock without gagging, but he didn't struggle at all as I thrust myself down his throat and shot all I had deep into his welcoming throat. With my eyes closed I could imagine a super hot jocked-up stud doing all the work.... that made it a great 15 or 20-minute addition to my day...

 

[Bigbubble12]

When i was 15 i had to go shopping for a speedo as well. The clerk was an older lady who made me feel very comfortable and followed me to the fitting room with a few options. I didn’t realize she was waiting outside the door and asked to see how it fit. I opened the door and she made me do a twirl and pulled the waist band and Butt band. She said it was a little too tight on my butt cheeks and gave me an XL. I had a six pack at the time and she asked me to flex for her
And touched my stomach repetedly, then slapped my ass and said now there’s a booty
If I’ve ever seen one.

 

[Bigbubble12]

I was aroused and said thanks!

 

[Jockhunter]

I was aroused and said thanks!

You should have asked about getting a jockstrap as well .

 

[BillyC]

I was 12. Eigth Grade. Told to buy a jock strap for gym class. There were a couple of stores recommended. I chose J. C. Penney. Mens Department was on the third floor, the top floor, so not much traffic moving about. I had no idea of my waist size, since my Mom bought all of our clothes. A nice male clerk appeared as I was fumbling through the boxes of straps. He took one look at me, pulled my T-shirt up and announced, try the 28. The Bike 10 is the better quality. He pointed to the dressing room saying you can try it on in there if you like. The room was just a small space with a curtain over the entrance for privacy. I slipped out of my jeans as quickly as I could and after a bit of figuring out where the straps went, I pulled it up. The feeling was unlike anything I had ever worn and it looked terrific room's mirror. I started to "chub up" in the pouch. Suddenly the clerk pushed he curtain aside and told me to turn around. He reached over and pulled at my waist band and gave it a snap. Perfect fit, boy. You want to wear it home or should I box it up. Guess what I chose!

Third option — how about having the clerk get on his knees and check the fit with a boner?

 

[ibz1492]

Third option — how about having the clerk get on his knees and check the fit with a boner?

I love that story BillyC, as all other of your comments and pics on here. The dressing room was also a favourite of mine since I was about your age. I can't recall the name of the men's haberdasher that all guys in our family were introduced to, but.... the men in that store knew us from my Dad and then us boys buying everything from that store. I went in to be fitted for a suit for a summer wedding for my cousin in Massachusetts. I only recall my age because I remember the year my cuz was married; I was 12, almost 13. I guess the clerk knew what suits he should try on me, and I knew him well since I was little.... By then, I guess he might have been close to, or 30ish. He always dressed amazingly, as he had to for that job, and I liked everything about him. Well, you can guess what happened. The dressing rooms were set up so the little room where I was had a curtain, and there was a room outside where he waited, and it had a door. So it was nice that no one could just come in and disturb him with his customer, me!!! Because of the influence of my gymnastics coach, I usually wore a jock, and sometimes underwear over the jock. This day I had on both my jock and undies. Off with everything but my tee shirt and jock. He said it would not be a proper fitting if I left on my undies while still in my jock. So, I was really happy about this.... The measurements and fitting that day went really great. He had to be squatted or kneeling to do all the pinning and measuring of the trousers of the suit. And we, without words, agreed that I needed some relief from my raging boner sticking straight out the top of my jock. It was wonderful, and he was so expert. I felt like I was on another planet the way he was so natural and caring. Many years later, my Dad told me that he and that salesman had many nice "fitting" sessions in those dressing rooms!

 

[ATLsexyGuy]

The first Speedo I ever bought was when I was in high school. Where I grew up no one wore Speedos, except gays, grunts (marines/naval men), and swim team dudes. You didn’t even wear any color of brief other than white. No one wore boxers. In high school, I became friends with a pair of brothers who wore skimpy, colored bikini briefs like baseball player Jim Palmer sold/wore. They loved the razzing they got, but shut everyone up when they turned and displayed their huge cocks through the thin bikini briefs. They also wore speedos as they ran and swam a ton! I wanted a Speedo like them – although I didn’t know when I would wear one.

I went to the big department store at the Mall, and found the swim briefs near the under wear. There wasn’t a big selection, but I didn’t care. I was so turned on and nervous at the same time. An older lady asked me if I needed help, and I said ‘No” and walked to the other side of the men’s department. She rolled her eyes and walked off the floor, but as she went she spoke to a young male clerk – he was a cute blond at most 18 or 19. He looked up at me and smiled.

I casually made my way back to the Speedo area and picked out a bright yellow speedo solar bikini. I grabbed the suit and hanger and walked over to the dressing rooms, where he met me. He was very polite and asked if I’d like to try the suit on. He let me into the dressing room, but was so hard I couldn’t get the suit on. I finally put my cock to one side and looked at myself in the mirror. It didn’t look right.

The salesman knocked on the door and asked how I was doing. I was so flustered. I told him it didn’t look right. So he poked his head in and asked what size I had. Whether this was a competition suit, or for hanging out at the pool and off he went. I had taken off the suit and had my briefs in front of me when he opened the door and handed me a smaller size, and a bike swim jock. I tried them on, and it looked great, except for my hard on. I thought bad thoughts but it was no use. When he entered the room, he looked at my bubble butt and said “Not bad. Let me see the front.” Then I turned and his eyes got big when he saw my full 7 inch erection. He whispered that I shouldn’t worry. He gets hard when he puts on his Speedo too. He recommended that I jack off before I put it on.

He adjusted the suit on my ass, and told me that there is no correct way to point your cock in a swimsuit. It’s a matter of preference. He playfully tapped my hard cock and said, I think you had better keep that to the side. He asked if I wanted to wear them out, and I said sure! He rang me up and was really flirty. He told me which gay beach is the best to go to, and put my white briefs in the shopping bag. As he did, he suggested that I come back on Saturday because they were having a sale on Jockey Bikini briefs. I did comeback bought the briefs and started my fetish. I ran into him at the gay beach. He had a killer body and looked hot in his bikini. Oooh I wanted his cock in me, but he said I was too young. Well at least for a few years.

 

[BillyC]

I love that story BillyC, as all other of your comments and pics on here. The dressing room was also a favourite of mine since I was about your age. I can't recall the name of the men's haberdasher that all guys in our family were introduced to, but.... the men in that store knew us from my Dad and then us boys buying everything from that store. I went in to be fitted for a suit for a summer wedding for my cousin in Massachusetts. I only recall my age because I remember the year my cuz was married; I was 12, almost 13. I guess the clerk knew what suits he should try on me, and I knew him well since I was little.... By then, I guess he might have been close to, or 30ish. He always dressed amazingly, as he had to for that job, and I liked everything about him. Well, you can guess what happened. The dressing rooms were set up so the little room where I was had a curtain, and there was a room outside where he waited, and it had a door. So it was nice that no one could just come in and disturb him with his customer, me!!! Because of the influence of my gymnastics coach, I usually wore a jock, and sometimes underwear over the jock. This day I had on both my jock and undies. Off with everything but my tee shirt and jock. He said it would not be a proper fitting if I left on my undies while still in my jock. So, I was really happy about this.... The measurements and fitting that day went really great. He had to be squatted or kneeling to do all the pinning and measuring of the trousers of the suit. And we, without words, agreed that I needed some relief from my raging boner sticking straight out the top of my jock. It was wonderful, and he was so expert. I felt like I was on another planet the way he was so natural and caring. Many years later, my Dad told me that he and that salesman had many nice "fitting" sessions in those dressing rooms!

I obviously was not as lucky with the men’s clothes section at KMart!

 

[Jake]

The first Speedo I ever bought was when I was in high school. Where I grew up no one wore Speedos, except gays, grunts (marines/naval men), and swim team dudes. You didn’t even wear any color of brief other than white. No one wore boxers. In high school, I became friends with a pair of brothers who wore skimpy, colored bikini briefs like baseball player Jim Palmer sold/wore. They loved the razzing they got, but shut everyone up when they turned and displayed their huge cocks through the thin bikini briefs. They also wore speedos as they ran and swam a ton! I wanted a Speedo like them – although I didn’t know when I would wear one.

I went to the big department store at the Mall, and found the swim briefs near the under wear. There wasn’t a big selection, but I didn’t care. I was so turned on and nervous at the same time. An older lady asked me if I needed help, and I said ‘No” and walked to the other side of the men’s department. She rolled her eyes and walked off the floor, but as she went she spoke to a young male clerk – he was a cute blond at most 18 or 19. He looked up at me and smiled.

I casually made my way back to the Speedo area and picked out a bright yellow speedo solar bikini. I grabbed the suit and hanger and walked over to the dressing rooms, where he met me. He was very polite and asked if I’d like to try the suit on. He let me into the dressing room, but was so hard I couldn’t get the suit on. I finally put my cock to one side and looked at myself in the mirror. It didn’t look right.

The salesman knocked on the door and asked how I was doing. I was so flustered. I told him it didn’t look right. So he poked his head in and asked what size I had. Whether this was a competition suit, or for hanging out at the pool and off he went. I had taken off the suit and had my briefs in front of me when he opened the door and handed me a smaller size, and a bike swim jock. I tried them on, and it looked great, except for my hard on. I thought bad thoughts but it was no use. When he entered the room, he looked at my bubble butt and said “Not bad. Let me see the front.” Then I turned and his eyes got big when he saw my full 7 inch erection. He whispered that I shouldn’t worry. He gets hard when he puts on his Speedo too. He recommended that I jack off before I put it on.

He adjusted the suit on my ass, and told me that there is no correct way to point your cock in a swimsuit. It’s a matter of preference. He playfully tapped my hard cock and said, I think you had better keep that to the side. He asked if I wanted to wear them out, and I said sure! He rang me up and was really flirty. He told me which gay beach is the best to go to, and put my white briefs in the shopping bag. As he did, he suggested that I come back on Saturday because they were having a sale on Jockey Bikini briefs. I did comeback bought the briefs and started my fetish. I ran into him at the gay beach. He had a killer body and looked hot in his bikini. Oooh I wanted his cock in me, but he said I was too young. Well at least for a few years.

...sounds pretty-HOT!...what a shame you don`t have a photo of that "cute blond with the killer-bod" that patted your "speedo-boner" in that dressing-room!...I bet there were a lot of guys who bought a LOT of underwear and swimwear from him!...such "personalized-service!".....any guy who "pats" your "speedo-boner", and tells you which-direction is best to "point-it" was probably "pretty-popular" with many of the "male" customers...at least the younger-ones closer-to-his-age!...and, I bet he sold a LOT of speedos and men`s/boys underwear!...i am imagining his expression when he first-saw-your-SPEEDO-BONER!...surprising that he didn`t offer-to-jack-you-off so you could see how those speedos would-fit without-the-boner!...I bet he really-*loved* his job!.....speaking-of-job, did he ever offer to give you a blow-job....or more?....I bet that GAY-BEACH was pretty-HOT!.....right?....LOTS of guys-wearing-speedos and HOT BODIES!.....gosh, wish you had pictures from that beach!.....guess I`d better look for your other-stories!...looking, looking.....

 

[WpbMike]

The first Speedo I ever bought was when I was in high school. Where I grew up no one wore Speedos, except gays, grunts (marines/naval men), and swim team dudes. You didn’t even wear any color of brief other than white. No one wore boxers. In high school, I became friends with a pair of brothers who wore skimpy, colored bikini briefs like baseball player Jim Palmer sold/wore. They loved the razzing they got, but shut everyone up when they turned and displayed their huge cocks through the thin bikini briefs. They also wore speedos as they ran and swam a ton! I wanted a Speedo like them – although I didn’t know when I would wear one.

I went to the big department store at the Mall, and found the swim briefs near the under wear. There wasn’t a big selection, but I didn’t care. I was so turned on and nervous at the same time. An older lady asked me if I needed help, and I said ‘No” and walked to the other side of the men’s department. She rolled her eyes and walked off the floor, but as she went she spoke to a young male clerk – he was a cute blond at most 18 or 19. He looked up at me and smiled.

I casually made my way back to the Speedo area and picked out a bright yellow speedo solar bikini. I grabbed the suit and hanger and walked over to the dressing rooms, where he met me. He was very polite and asked if I’d like to try the suit on. He let me into the dressing room, but was so hard I couldn’t get the suit on. I finally put my cock to one side and looked at myself in the mirror. It didn’t look right.

The salesman knocked on the door and asked how I was doing. I was so flustered. I told him it didn’t look right. So he poked his head in and asked what size I had. Whether this was a competition suit, or for hanging out at the pool and off he went. I had taken off the suit and had my briefs in front of me when he opened the door and handed me a smaller size, and a bike swim jock. I tried them on, and it looked great, except for my hard on. I thought bad thoughts but it was no use. When he entered the room, he looked at my bubble butt and said “Not bad. Let me see the front.” Then I turned and his eyes got big when he saw my full 7 inch erection. He whispered that I shouldn’t worry. He gets hard when he puts on his Speedo too. He recommended that I jack off before I put it on.

He adjusted the suit on my ass, and told me that there is no correct way to point your cock in a swimsuit. It’s a matter of preference. He playfully tapped my hard cock and said, I think you had better keep that to the side. He asked if I wanted to wear them out, and I said sure! He rang me up and was really flirty. He told me which gay beach is the best to go to, and put my white briefs in the shopping bag. As he did, he suggested that I come back on Saturday because they were having a sale on Jockey Bikini briefs. I did comeback bought the briefs and started my fetish. I ran into him at the gay beach. He had a killer body and looked hot in his bikini. Oooh I wanted his cock in me, but he said I was too young. Well at least for a few years.S

Sounds like some great memories.

 

[ATLsexyGuy]

Sounds like some great memories.

We kept in touch, and when I turned 18 he met me at the gay beach, then did me in the dunes.

 

[billTO]

We kept in touch, and when I turned 18 he met me at the gay beach, then did me in the dunes.

"Did me in the dunes" (great phrase) reminds me of one of Miss Jean Brodie's priceless mots regarding her lover, a one-armed artist: :He took me in the bracken."

 

[Jake]

"Did me in the dunes" (great phrase) reminds me of one of Miss Jean Brodie's priceless mots regarding her lover, a one-armed artist: :He took me in the bracken."

.....so, he *did you in the dunes"......nice!, as long as you don`t get sand in your crack!...you ever still get-together?

 

[Jake]

I think almost all of us have been in a changing room with an attentive attendant!!!!! In a men's discount suit store, I was trying on a couple suits for work. I always wore a jock along with fairly loose boxers so that I had a decent size, visible bulge going a bit down my right leg. A guy, maybe close to 40 and a bit overweight, appeared at the curtain, opened it, looked down, and asked me how I dressed. I dress right and told him so he put his hand over my right hanging bulge and said it felt like there was plenty of room "when (you) need it"... So he felt I could bone up and still have room. Then he casually said he would like to suck me if I was interested. He said not there but outside in the back of the building after I get my fitting and make my purchase. He said to make sure he saw me as I was leaving so he could meet me out back. I finished everything, looked for him, and motioned that I was leaving. He motioned with his head that he would meet me out back. It was a fairly quick bj but his throat was receptive and he seemed to have no gag reflex which was great. He had just hauled out my cock n balls from my jock pouch and went to work. I wanted to last longer, but I didn't have any real idea how private it was in the back of this building. I asked if he wanted my deposit, and when he said definitely, I recall fucking his throat hard and I gave him my man milk. Not many guys can take the full length of a cock without gagging, but he didn't struggle at all as I thrust myself down his throat and shot all I had deep into his welcoming throat. With my eyes closed I could imagine a super hot jocked-up stud doing all the work.... that made it a great 15 or 20-minute addition to my day...

.....a GREAT story!.....so, did you go-back for more "fittings?".....often?.....sounds like he really "knew-what-he-was-doing!" and, was GOOD-at-it!...he probably got a LOT of *return-customers!*...and LOVED-HIS-JOB!.....GREAT story!...got-me-boned!

 

[Jake]

Sounds like some great memories.

.....so, have you still-got those speedos?.....ever wear-them anymore?

 

[Jake]

I obviously was not as lucky with the men’s clothes section at KMart!

.....kmart!...I used to LOVE that store!...I shopped there quite a LOT!...GREAT-PRICES!...and, a good variety of merchandise...always bought my socks and underwear there...and automotive things!...the Kmart closest-to-where-I-lived even had an in-store-restaurant I really-liked!...I could eat there and, never go-home-hungry!

 

[Jake]

Hot. I bet you wore it home!

.....you *wore-it-home!*.....I would have done that same-thing!...did you go back for MORE fondlings...er, fittings?...did you buy-a-lot more things there?...good service!

 

[BillyC]

.....so, he *did you in the dunes"......nice!, as long as you don`t get sand in your crack!...you ever still get-together?

Worse when it gets under your foreskin — ouch!

 

[ibz1492]

The first Speedo I ever bought was when I was in high school. Where I grew up no one wore Speedos, except gays, grunts (marines/naval men), and swim team dudes. You didn’t even wear any color of brief other than white. No one wore boxers. In high school, I became friends with a pair of brothers who wore skimpy, colored bikini briefs like baseball player Jim Palmer sold/wore. They loved the razzing they got, but shut everyone up when they turned and displayed their huge cocks through the thin bikini briefs. They also wore speedos as they ran and swam a ton! I wanted a Speedo like them – although I didn’t know when I would wear one.

I went to the big department store at the Mall, and found the swim briefs near the under wear. There wasn’t a big selection, but I didn’t care. I was so turned on and nervous at the same time. An older lady asked me if I needed help, and I said ‘No” and walked to the other side of the men’s department. She rolled her eyes and walked off the floor, but as she went she spoke to a young male clerk – he was a cute blond at most 18 or 19. He looked up at me and smiled.

I casually made my way back to the Speedo area and picked out a bright yellow speedo solar bikini. I grabbed the suit and hanger and walked over to the dressing rooms, where he met me. He was very polite and asked if I’d like to try the suit on. He let me into the dressing room, but was so hard I couldn’t get the suit on. I finally put my cock to one side and looked at myself in the mirror. It didn’t look right.

The salesman knocked on the door and asked how I was doing. I was so flustered. I told him it didn’t look right. So he poked his head in and asked what size I had. Whether this was a competition suit, or for hanging out at the pool and off he went. I had taken off the suit and had my briefs in front of me when he opened the door and handed me a smaller size, and a bike swim jock. I tried them on, and it looked great, except for my hard on. I thought bad thoughts but it was no use. When he entered the room, he looked at my bubble butt and said “Not bad. Let me see the front.” Then I turned and his eyes got big when he saw my full 7 inch erection. He whispered that I shouldn’t worry. He gets hard when he puts on his Speedo too. He recommended that I jack off before I put it on.

He adjusted the suit on my ass, and told me that there is no correct way to point your cock in a swimsuit. It’s a matter of preference. He playfully tapped my hard cock and said, I think you had better keep that to the side. He asked if I wanted to wear them out, and I said sure! He rang me up and was really flirty. He told me which gay beach is the best to go to, and put my white briefs in the shopping bag. As he did, he suggested that I come back on Saturday because they were having a sale on Jockey Bikini briefs. I did comeback bought the briefs and started my fetish. I ran into him at the gay beach. He had a killer body and looked hot in his bikini. Oooh I wanted his cock in me, but he said I was too young. Well at least for a few years.

I hope that you stayed in contact with that young guy while at the beach or buying more things at his store... He could have helped you meet other friendly guys once you were of age..

 

[ChronicMstrBator]

I loved trying on new speedos, jockstraps or thongs in the Sears stores as early as the age of 12. I never had a clerk ask to help me unfortunately. I would always get hard when I put them on. (still do to this day) Anyways, I started to masturbate in them and enjoyed depositing my young boy load inside the pouch and then putting them back in the package. The feeling of knowing that someone else would put them on with my sperm inside was so amazing to me. To this day I still love tagging stuff with my cum and piss in the hopes that other will see or touch it

 

[dawgboi]

I. love. Speedos.

so

. I.

of Speedo-

briefs.