There is this "Gay" store on Christopher Street. It's been there forever. It sells all kinds of rainbow keychains and candles and such. They also have an extensive collection of spandex and lycra and other tight, form fitting clothes. I've been looking for an excuse to go shopping there, and now I have it. Apparently, while I was in the shower at the gym, someone stole my favorite suit. It was really plain, solid blue. I've been swimming for a while, and prefer Speedos over everything else. I'm about 5'10," have dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and an almost perpetual hard-on. I can't imagine why someone would steal my soggy bathing suit, but they did. (I mean, really, what are they gonna do with it? Sniff it? Jack off in it? Crazy!).

So I figured I'd use this as an excuse to 'pop in' to the gay store and look over their swim suits. As soon as I walked in, the very cute salesman came right up to me. Did I say he was very cute? He was about my height, dark hair, smooth skin, and around 20 years old. He was wearing a tight black tank top, showing off his naturally defined chest and arms. He is wearing very tight and shiny black pants. They show off his basket and perfectly round ass. I couldn't take my eyes off the outline of his dick.

He was glad to help me look over the suits. Once I chose one I liked, he asked if I wanted to try it on! I had ever heard of a store that let you try on a Speedo! I asked him if he just wanted to see me in it. He smiled and I watched his dick move all by it self in his shiny black pants.

We walked to the back of the store and he opened the door to the small changing room. You can imagine my disappointment when he DIDN'T follow me in. He just smiled and shut the door behind me.

Alone in the small four foot by four foot cubicle, I stripped off my jeans and briefs and pulled on the Speedo. I admired my own form in the full length mirror. I know it's terribly narcissistic, but I have to admit that I can totally get off looking at myself. Ever since I could remember, I would lock the bathroom door, strip down, pull on my tight bathing suit and check out how my dick and balls looked in the fabric. I would run my hand over my butt cheeks, loving the feel of the stretched lycra. My dick would get hard and I would rub myself off in the suit, filling it with cum. Then, as my dick softened, I would squish my semen against my balls in the suit. It was all slippery and warm and felt amazing.

Thinking about all this gave me a woody right there in the changing room. I admired how my hard on looked trapped in the new suit, pressed against my pelvis (straining up to the right!). I reached down and cupped my nuts in my hand, sending a warm sensation up the length of my cock.

There was a sound behind the wall to my left. I turned as the lower panel of the wall was pulled in from the other side. My salesman was there, on his knees, his shiny black pants unzipped and his hard dick standing straight up! He scooted forward a little and was now most of the way into my changing room, his smile wide and his hands reaching for my crotch. My cock jumped forward when he pulled down the front of the new Speedo. There wasn't anything for me to do but let the salesman do his job! And he was doing a hell of a good job convincing me to buy this swim suit!

He takes my dick into his mouth and works his tongue over my cockhead. His hand finds its way from the back of my thigh up into my ass crack. My dick is sliding deeper and deeper into his eager mouth as his fingers probe my hole.

Suddenly, he stands up and puts his mouth against my neck, then works its way down my chest and to my nipple. I can feel his smooth fingers moving deeper into my asshole as he works my nipples with his teeth. I lean back against the wall and close my eyes.

After a few moments, I pull my salesman up to his feet and press him against the mirror. He has his shirt pulled up over his head and his pants are down around his knees. I kneel down and take fat, uncut cock in my mouth. It's incredibly warm and tastes wonderfully salty. He immediately starts pumping my face, his cock head sliding way down my throat, out again and in again.

I pull my face off his fucking delicious 20 year old dick, stand up and turn around. Following my lead, my salesman kneels down and sticks his face deep into my ass. It's all I can do not to moan out loud and draw the attention of the other sales guys and shoppers. That, I'm sure, would be unwanted attention and put an end to this entire hot scene.

This guy has the longest tongue! He's rimming me so deeply it feels like his fat uncut dick is in me! I think to myself, how much I want him to fuck me. Fuck me in the changing room, with my tight Speedo rolled down around my thighs! I wish I had condoms in my pants, but I don't. But I'm totally being fucked by this guy's tongue, anyway! This rim job is fucking intense standing in this changing room with the salesman between my legs eating my hole!

It's too much. I'm about to cum. I grab my dick and pump it. Looking down, I can see that the salesman kneeling under me is working his cock with his hands, fast. I can't hold it any longer and turn around to stick my aching dick in his face! My butthole spasms, wanting more of his thick tongue.

The salesman looks up at me as I let loose with one long stream of white cum after another. My first shot lands on his face, setting off his dick load of jizm, too! His creamy load sprays out onto the industrial carpet. My juice lands on his neck, his black tank top and one long stream of my cream lands in a line along the thigh of his tight black pants!

He smiles wide and licks at the cum dripping off his face and then scoots backwards through the opening in the changing room wall and slides the partition back in place.

Totally spent, I slip off the new speedo and get dressed, my dick still hard.

When I go to the register to pay for the suit, the salesman (now wearing a fresh tank top) offers to get me a 'clean' one, but I insist on taking our wet one!