Closing Early

On my way home from visiting my parents in another part of the state, I passed by a gay boutique-type shop that sells a lot of underwear and swimsuits, amongst other things. I always like to stop and see what kind of underwear they'll have in stock, because unique underwear really gets me turned on, especially when I get to wear just my underwear with other guys. Finding a good pair is always a small victory for me, because I have a stocky, football player build (completely hairy), with wide thighs, and most of the undies and swimsuits nowadays seem to be made for slimmer builds. I didn't have to be anywhere right away, so I pulled into the parking lot of the shop and went in. The last few times I'd been there, it was either this clerk who acted bored out of his mind working there, or it was the really animated owner, who basically always wanted me to try on everything in the store (which, the whole idea of "trying on" underwear or speedos is completely foreign to me, but kind of useful to avoid duds). Instead of either of those two people, there was a clerk I had never seen before - he was really cute, with smooth tan skin (what I could see of it, since he was wearing a t-shirt and loose sweat shorts), dark hair, and blue eyes. He had a tight swimmer's build and was a few inches shorter than me. I felt myself holding my breath a bit because he was so attractive, but I kept it together and started looking around as he finished helping another guy, who was shamelessly flirting with him hardcore. I chuckled to myself and thought "he must get flirted with all day - keep it above board so he doesn't have to deal with more of that". I noticed a few trunks and a few jocks that I thought looked amazing, but didn't really settle on anything. The clerk, who had finished with the other customer, walked over an introduced himself. He encouraged me to just grab some and try things on. "Sizes don't always mean the same thing, so you really have to just try them to know - even within the same brand," he said. I mentioned that I'd probably be a L/XL, so he grabbed a few things for me and put me in a dressing room. Now, I had been to this place before and was used to the makeshift dressing rooms, which were basically a tiny box with three walls and a curtain that you pull. There was a place for my clothes and hanging rack for the underwear to try on. I kicked off my shoes, dropped my pants and underwear and started trying things on. This is when I started noticing that the clerk kept just popping his head in and looking right at the underwear. He always had a comment, that he would say matter-of-factly - "Those are cute." "You look good in mesh - really shows off your package." "You should wear pouches more and let your junk swing around more - it's comfortable." I thought he was just being polite and doing his job, but all the attention started to get me excited, especially because I'm so into underwear. By the time I tried on a jock, he just laughed and said I had tangled up the back. "Let me help you straighten this out," he said, and started grabbing the straps along the lower part of my butt and unwinding them. He gave my butt a pat and then had me turn around. By now, my cock was filling up and could barely be contained in the jock. "Looks REALLY good from here," he said. I then got bold and dropped the jock while he was looking, letting my semi-hard cock flop out. I was so turned on that it started to bounce and twitch as it swelled. I'm definitely a grower, not a shower, and when I'm fully hard, my dick is 8 inches long and 6 around. Within seconds, my cock was at full mast and to cover for it, I handed him all the underwear I knew wasn't going to work out. He nervously cleared his throat and walked away while I got my erection under control. I thought I may have overstepped my bounds, but he returned with more jocks for me, and one that seemed really too small. "No, this is one that I've always wanted to try, and since there's no one else here, I thought it would be fun," he said, and hopped into the dressing room right next to mine, but in full view. He then walked out in a jockstrap and turned around and asked how I like his ass in it. I couldn't help it, but my cock went back to full mast in the jock he brought me and I replied that all of this mutual underwear try-on had me hard as a rock and really distracted. I honestly couldn't believe what happened next - he pulled down his jock to reveal a rock hard 6 inch dick, with a bit of precum shining at the tip. "I'm excited too," he said, smiling, as he pulled down the jock I was trying and wrapped his hand around my cock and started jacking. I reached out and started to do the same to him. I could feel his cock twitch at my touch and he moaned. I could feel myself starting to precum as he stroked, throbbing in his hand. We closed our eyes and started to make out while jerking each other and running our fingers over each other's sensitive dickheads. "Let me get my clothes back on and lock up," he said, letting go of my cock. He locked up the store, turned off the lights, and then joined me again in the dressing rooms. This time we immediately started tearing the other's clothes off until we were completely naked. We deep kissed, and groped, and started jacking each other off. "Oh fuck, you have a hot cock," he moaned as I stroked him while tugging down on his supple, but hairy balls. He then pushed me back against the wall and went down to his knees, taking my now raging hard cock in his mouth. I guided his head and we got into a rhythm of intense face fucking while he stroked his cock, now dripping with precum. We both moaned loudly, with me whispering "oh fuck" over and over again and he drove me closer and closer to a climax. "I can't hold it - I'm gonna shoot! You're gonna make me cum!" I yelled, and he just intoned "mmmhmmm" with my dick going in and out of his mouth. He pulled me closer and deep throated me as I shot my load. At the same time, he let out a huge satisfied moan as he stroked himself vigorously and I felt a warm spray hit my right ankle. I looked down to see that he had shot a huge load all over me and the dressing room floor. He stood up and we kissed once more before we cleaned up and got dressed. We hugged and I was out the door and on the highway back home. I couldn't believe that it happened, and I knew I couldn't go to bed without submitting it for you all to read!