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Being Measured For a New Suit

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: jazzmaker Posted on: 26 Apr 2004 3 comments
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This is a time in my life that I experimented with sex in many forms and this particular experience was fun and part of growing up.I was 14 or 15 and graduating from elementary school and needed a new suit for the cerimonies. So my mother and I went shopping at a department store in the men's/boy's clothing area. We decided on a tailor-made suit as a major sale was on. The sales clerk helped pick out the material to "go with my glorious head of blonde hair" as he put it. I then had to be measured up for the right fit. The sales clerk was a handsome older man with graying temples and an impressive gray handlebar mustache. In the fitting room the sales clerk asked that I remove my pants so he could get good measurements. I thought this was standard procedure not having had the experience of buying a suit before so I removed my pants as directed. He measured me around the waist and as he did so, his face was rubbing the front of my underwear as he placed his arms around me with the measuring tape. I thought to myself that he is taking a long time for such a simple measurement. I silently thanked my mother for insisting I put on clean underwear to go shopping. I started to get aroused at this closeness and nervously my cock firmed up a little. Next, the sales clerk measured my inseam from my crotch to my feet and by doing this tucked his fingers right into my crotch and began rubbing them back and forth. The tickling sensation was so pleasurable my cock immediately got hard. This was quite noticeable through my underwear and I was embarrassed. He said something along the lines of, "we'll need to measure that as well to make sure there is enough room in front to allow for boners as boys get them all the time. Right?" I thought he was serious. With that he pulled down my underwear and my stiff cock sprang out. The clerk put his hand under my balls and fondled them a few seconds as he actually measured my stiff cock with his cloth measuring tape. "Five inches. Not bad for a boy your age," he said. Then he asked when was the last time I jacked off (nobody used the word masturbation in those days). I lied and said that I couldn't remember knowing it was just the day before. As he squeezed my cock he said it was very natural looking and asked if he could try jacking me. I nervously nodded my head in favor. It felt very very nice as his practiced hand knew exactly what to do for maximum pleasure. I shot a load in a matter of minutes. I left the small fitting room on shaky legs quite confused and at the same time elated over what had just happened. When I returned a few weeks later for the final fitting, I had another session with the sales clerk's talented hands. This time he stuck a finger up my ass so he could feel me come. What a delightful feeling that was and another new experience for me. I saw him on the street occasionally after that and he always smiled and invited me to come try on some new clothes with no obligation. I did exactly that a few times over summer. He quit that job or got fired as I never saw him again when school started back in September.