I am a 19 year old gay guy who's really into dressing up in women's underwear. All the guys I go with love it when they pull down my trousers and find a delicate pair of lacy or cotton panties stretched over my hard, aching cock. This is the story of an encounter I had recently while shopping for some new lingerie. If you love it please let me know.
I walked into the ladies underwear department of the big store. It was mid week so quite quiet. I loved shopping there as they had the best selection and also working there was a gorgeous guy who I fancied like crazy. My cock always grew hard when I saw him. He was in his early 20s and blond, tall and slim, just my favourite type of guy.
I saw him attending to a display as I walked in and my heart skipped as he looked at me and smiled. He obviously recognised me as I went in there most weeks.
I walked around the store loving the site and feel of all that soft lingerie, imagining each piece over my body, my smooth ass outlined and my hard cock pushing out the soft pink, white or black material. I was really turned on as I chose an outfit. I selected a tight body top with a snap crotch and a lacy panel up the front, lace trim above the breasts and spaghetti thin straps. I picked up a few T shirts to cover it as I walked to the changing room.
As I approached I saw that my guy was checking people into the changing rooms. My mouth went dry as I approached.
I decided to be bold and as I walked up I let the body top show from beneath the T shirts. He smiled a wicked smile as he told me to go the changing room at the far end of the line.
I drew the curtain and slipped in, my hands trembling with excitement. I got totally undressed quickly and took the body top off the hanger and slid it up my legs. The smooth material hugged first my thighs and then my balls and rock hard cock as I pulled it further up. I slipped the straps over my shoulder and relished the pressure of the material around my body. I ached with desire all over and ran my hands up and down my body as I looked at myself in the full length mirror.
Before I knew what was happening the curtain behind me parted and someone walked it. It was the guy in the shop, standing a few inches away from me with a big smile on his face. I didn't know what to do, I just stood there speechless.
He said "Well, is there anything I can help you with?"
He slipped his hand over to my still hard cock and aching balls and rubbed them up and down.
"This little number certainly seems to fit well doesn't it?" he said. "Maybe I can make you even more comfortable".
Without saying anything else he knelt down and slipped my cock from the side of the top and began to stroke it with his hand, admiring its hardness and heat. He slipped it into his mouth, first tonguing my head gently and slowly, running his tongue over the wet eye of my cock and licking the leaking precum away. Slowly he took me deeper into the heat of his soft mouth. I just moaned quietly, closed my eyes and lent back against the mirror.
He gently cupped my ass cheeks and rubbed his hands all over my ass and my back as his mouth slowly drew me towards orgasm. After a couple of minutes it was too much to bear. I came strong and hard into his mouth. I tried desparately not to cry out as my cum shot and filled him up. He continued to lick and suck me as I came until the orgasms subsided.
He stood up and kissed me and I hungrily drank my cum from his mouth, still shaking as the last remnants of my shuddering orgasm left me.
He removed the security tag from the body top and told me to put my clothes over it and leave the store, forcing me to steal the hot body top. I was even more excited as I left the store, the body top underneath my clothes and cum still leaking from my cock.
I went home and changed clothes. Next day I went back to the store and gave him my telephone number, I discovered his name was Tim. I'm looking forward to repaying my debt to him.