Rishaad was wandering in a new city one evening. He was browsing through the market when he noticed a unique store called "Unique Underwear for Men" across the way. He couldn't help but be curious, and decided to check it out. As he walked in, he noticed the store was three stories high. The ground floor was filled with all sorts of briefs, boxers, and boxers with different patterns and colors. Rishaad browsed through the collection and read all the signs that described what each section had. One of the signs read, "Unique briefs" and another one read, "Jock straps". He picked up a pair of blue briefs with yellow flowers and read the label on them. They were called "Flowered Frenzy" and cost more than what he usually paid. He decided to leave that pair and look at the next section. This was for jock straps. They had all sorts of colors and patterns. One of them was red with white polka dots, another was blue with white stripes. Rishaad noticed a sign that said, "Try our g-strings" and his eyebrows shot up. What are g-strings? he thought. He walked over to the section and saw they were like jock straps, but they had less material at the back. One of the g-strings was white with black hearts on it, and another one had yellow and green polka dots on it. Rishaad couldn't imagine wearing such underwear. He picked up a black brief with white stars on it and walked over to the counter to pay. He then went to the elevator and took it up to the next floor.
The second floor had an entirely different collection. There were men in briefs, men in boxers, men in jock straps, and men in g-strings. Rishaad could see men in the trial room trying on their unique underwears. The salesmen on this floor were scantily dressed in their briefs, and Rishaad was sure he'd never seen such attractive salesmen before. They greeted him warmly and asked if he'd like to try any of their unique underwears. Rishaad blushed and said he was just browsing. One of the salesmen walked over to him and said, "You can try anything you like, our sizes are different than the usual ones." Rishaad saw a rack of underwears that read "Unique Thongs". What could a thong be? he wondered. He looked at them and saw that they were underwear that left your ass out in the open. Rishaad had heard of them before, but never knew they were called that. The salesman looked at him and smiled. He could see Rishaad's face light up in wonder at seeing such underwear for the first time.
The salesman walked over to him, holding a white thong. "Would you like to try this?" he asked. Rishaad shook his head. The salesman smiled and said, "Okay, come along, I'll show you some other styles." He walked over to another section, and Rishaad followed him. This section had underwear with words and pictures on them. There was one pair of boxers that said, "My cock is not for sale", another pair said, "I'm single and ready to mingle", and another had a picture of a penis with balls drawn on them. Rishaad blushed again and laughed nervously.
"Which one would you like to try?" the salesman asked him. Rishaad chose the pair that said, "I'm single, ready to mingle". He went to the trial room and tried them on. They fit him well, and he liked how the picture was placed on the back of the underwear. He walked out of the trial room and saw one of the salesmen standing near the counter. He had a look of wonder on his face and was smiling at Rishaad.
"You look good in those," he said. "Do you know that these briefs are also crotchless." Rishaad blushed. He hadn't seen that coming. "How can I know?" he asked the salesman, looking down at his underwear. The salesman walked over to him and pushed Rishaad's briefs down. He gasped in surprise and saw that it was indeed crotchless.
The salesman ran his hands over Rishaad's cock and said, "How do you feel?" Rishaad didn't say anything but gasped as the salesman began to stroke his cock. It grew harder and harder until it was a stiff rod. The salesman knelt in front of Rishaad and took his cock into his mouth. "Oh god!" Rishaad cried out, feeling his cock fill the salesman's mouth. He held his head in place and began to thrust deeply into his mouth. Rishaad held him tight and looked down. He saw the salesman look up at him with lust-filled eyes and knew he wanted more. Rishaad pulled his cock out and walked over to a table in the center of the room, bending over it. The salesman took this as a cue and walked over to Rishaad, pushing his underwear down. He squeezed Rishaad's ass and spread his cheeks apart. Rishaad felt him finger his ass and groaned loudly. The salesman continued to finger Rishaad until he could feel his cock grow harder and harder. Then he spit on Rishaad's hole, feeling it wet and open for him. He positioned his thick cock at Rishaad's opening and pushed into him slowly. Rishaad groaned and arched his back, feeling the salesman fill him. He heard the salesman grunt and began to thrust harder, feeling himself spread wide for him.
The salesman began to fuck Rishaad deeply, feeling him grow more and more open. He slapped Rishaad's ass hard and saw it turn a shade of red. Rishaad whimpered as the salesman fucked him harder, his thick cock filling him deep. He moaned loud and long as he felt the salesman thrust faster and faster. Rishaad came first, shooting a thick rope of cum on the floor. The salesman came soon after, shooting deep into Rishaad's ass.
They pulled out and dressed quickly, both breathing hard. Rishaad cleaned himself up and went over to the counter to pay. The salesman smiled at him and said, "You got a good fit for you." Rishaad smiled back and said, "Yes, I did." He left the store with a spring in his step, eager to wear his new briefs soon.
He wore them later that night and felt their soft fabric against his skin. They felt good, he thought, smiling to himself. He went to sleep with a smile on his face, looking forward to the next time he would get a chance to wear them.
The next morning, he put on another pair and went out for his daily chores. He ran into the salesman on his way to a cafe and smiled at him. He was surprised when the salesman said, "What are you wearing?" Rishaad looked at his briefs in surprise. He had forgotten they were crotchless. The salesman looked at him with a smirk and said, "Come with me." Rishaad followed him to the store. When they went inside, the salesman closed the door behind them and said, "I want you now."
Rishaad stripped naked quickly and watched the salesman do the same. They began to kiss deeply and then Rishaad pushed him down on the ground, straddling his hips. He pushed his tongue into the salesman's mouth and they began to make out, their cocks rubbing against each other.
Rishaad broke away from the kiss and said, "Let's get on the bed." They got up and walked to the bedroom. The salesman pushed Rishaad down on the bed and began to lick him from top to bottom. Rishaad felt his tongue run over his skin, feeling goosebumps rise up all over. The salesman stopped at his cock and took him deep into his mouth.
"Fuck," Rishaad groaned. He began to thrust into the salesman's mouth, fucking his face with his cock. The salesman reached for Rishaad's balls and began to massage them, making him moan loud and long.
Rishaad suddenly pushed the salesman away and said, "My turn." He pushed the salesman back on the bed and got on top of him. He took his cock in his hands and began to stroke it slowly. The salesman began to thrust his hips up in response and Rishaad leaned forward to lick the head of his cock.
"Ah," the salesman groaned. Rishaad continued to lick and suck his cock until he was hard. He then reached for the lube and began to slick the salesman's cock. When it was hard and slippery, Rishaad positioned himself above the salesman and began to lower himself down on his cock. He moaned as he felt the salesman fill him, his thick cock pushing into him deep. The salesman watched as Rishaad lowered himself down, taking him deeper and deeper into his body. Rishaad finally felt his ass bottom out on the salesman's hips and began to rock back and forth on his cock. "Oh," he moaned as the salesman's thick cock rubbed against his prostate. The salesman reached for his hips and grabbed them, thrusting up into Rishaad hard. Rishaad cried out as the salesman fucked him hard, his thick cock pushing deep into his body.
The salesman suddenly flipped Rishaad onto his back and positioned himself between his legs. He began to fuck him harder than before, pounding his hole with his thick cock. Rishaad watched him as he fucked him, feeling his cock rub deep against his prostate.
"I'm going to come," Rishaad said suddenly. The salesman increased his speed and fucked Rishaad deeper, feeling him shake beneath him. Rishaad shot thick ropes of come all over his chest, gasping for breath. The salesman continued to fuck him until he came too, shooting thick streams of come deep into Rishaad's body.
They lay like that for several minutes, breathing heavily. Rishaad finally sat up and smiled at the salesman. "Thanks for the fitting," he said. The salesman grinned back at him and replied, "Anytime." They cleaned up and then Rishaad got dressed again, leaving the store with a new pair of briefs. He wore them happily home, eager to show off his new purchase.
A few weeks later, Rishaad walked into the store again, looking for some new clothes. The same salesman greeted him from the ground floor and asked how he was doing. Rishaad replied that he was fine and then asked the salesman how his work was going. The salesman replied that it had been good, and they made small talk for a few minutes. Rishaad then began to browse the collection on the ground floor, feeling his cock rise as he thought of the last time he had been there. The salesman noticed the bulge in his pants and smiled at him.
"You know," he said. "There's a new collection upstairs."
"Oh yeah?" Rishaad said. "What kind of collection?"
The salesman smiled mischievously at him and said, "A jock strap collection."
"Oh, cool," Rishaad replied. "Maybe I'll have to check it out."
The salesman grinned at him and said, "I hope you do." Rishaad finished his shopping on the ground floor and then made his way upstairs. He was greeted by one of the other salesmen, who asked him how he was doing. He replied that he was well and then asked what kind of jock straps they had in the collection.
"We have all kinds," the salesman said. "Briefs, trunks, boxers, you name it."
"Cool," Rishaad said. "Show me some."
The salesman showed him several pairs and Rishaad tried them on. He finally found one he liked and decided to buy it. The salesman told him he needed to go upstairs for the unique fitting, and Rishaad followed him up.
He was greeted by the same salesman as before and he smiled at Rishaad happily. "I see you're back for more," he said with a smile. Rishaad grinned and nodded. The salesman approached him and ran his hands over Rishaad's chest.
"Take your clothes off," he said softly.
Rishaad did as he was asked and began to undress in front of the salesman. When he was completely naked, the salesman ran his hands over every inch of his body. He measured his cock and balls, his waist and thighs. He told Rishaad that he needed to be relaxed for the fitting and Rishaad nodded, feeling a bulge begin to form in his pants.
The salesman smiled at him and ran his hand over Rishaad's cock. He began to stroke him slowly, making Rishaad feel a wave of pleasure run over his body. Rishaad closed his eyes and let the salesman pleasure him. He felt his cock grow harder and harder in his hand and then he began to moan loudly.
"I'm going to come," he said loudly. The salesman smiled and continued stroking him, making him feel like he was going to explode.
He suddenly pulled his hand off of Rishaad's cock and he came loudly, shooting thick ropes over his chest. The salesman took Rishaad in his arms and kissed him softly on the lips. "How was that?" he asked.
"Great," Rishaad said breathlessly.
"Good," the salesman replied. "Now, let's get you fitted with a jock strap."
The salesman put Rishaad in a pair of jock straps and Rishaad looked at himself in the mirror. He had to admit that he looked great in them. The salesman ran his hand over his butt and said, "You look perfect."
Rishaad thanked him and made his way downstairs. When he got to the bottom floor, the other salesman looked at him with a grin and said, "Looks like you found the unique collection."
"Yeah," Rishaad replied with a smile. "I did."
The salesman laughed and Rishaad made his way out of the store. He went to his hotel room and put on one of the jock straps he bought. He then left for his next destination, eager to see what other adventures awaited him.
"Unique Underwear for Men" was a store Rishaad would never forget. Not only had they made him feel sexy and desirable, but they had also given him a great shopping experience. He was grateful for the adventure and vowed to always be open to whatever life had in store for him. With that thought, he walked out into the unknown, ready for whatever lay ahead.
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