A shopping adventure for some beach shorts

I was on holiday in the South of England we were staying with my wifes step dads sister and he husband. They had hired a beach chalet for the season, so with the lovely weather, our days were spent down there.

One afternoon all of the group were sunbathing, which is not my cup of tea, so said I was going to go to the small town at the top of the cliffs. I wondered if I might be able to purchase some new shorts and as it was the end of the season, hoped I might drop on a bargain.

I climbed to the top of the cliffs and from there it was only a short stroll to the high street. It was only small, with about 15 various shops of different products and a post office , I saw a Menswear shop across the road and it was one of those typical tailors and menswear shops of the time. In the window was a Sale sign, so thinking I might be in luck I entered.

It was one of those that had a sprung bell on the back of the door, which tingled on my entry. A Gentleman came through from the back office, and greeted me. I would surmise he was in his mid to late forties, very smart with a shirt and cravat and light coloured linen trousers.

Can I help you Sir? I was aged about 30 at this time, and asked if they had any Swim/Beach shorts left in a 33-34 waist. Just a second , I don't have many as its the end of the season and they have sold well.

He went into the back office/storeroom and emerged with one of those trays out of a cabinet, that shops of this time had. There was about 6 pairs which he started to rummage through. After a minute he placed a pair of rather nice Blue and Yellow shorts with starfish etc decorating them. Sorry Ive only these in a size 30 or Xsmall or XXXlarge.

They have a draw string waist so you are welcome to try them, I thanked him and was shown through to the office. Sorry is this ok as we don't have a fitting room at the moment as we are having the shop storeroom enlarged. That's fine I said, I will just go and lock the door as its dinnertime.

I stripped off my jeans and was stood in my nylon briefs of a pale blue colour. just unfolding the shorts to try. when he came back in. My word ! he said what lovely colour briefs you have on. Ice blue they look to me, Yes I replied. Tell me where you got them from. I explained it was a local firm which had not been going long and at present was selling by mail order run from his mothers house.

I couldn't remember the name. so said, theres a label in the back can you read it, he pulled the briefs down revealing the top of my arse crack. What a surprise! and reached into his drawer on the desk and produced their catalogue. I was going to send for some but wasn't sure about which size to order.

Try these I said they are medioum and it will give you an idea, they were clean on this morning. May I he said, that's kind of you, within seconds I was standing naked from the waist down and passing them to him to try, while I tried on the swim shorts, unfortunately although the waist was adjustable, the mesh liner was not and far too tight around the crotch and my package. Meanwhile he was down to his Y fronts which he removed and trying on my briefs which fitted him perfectly.

What do you think, I had to admit he looked good in them as he had a nice physique and was filling them out nicely with a package that looked to be in semi- excitement, I answered that they looked great on him, I was back naked as the shorts were too uncomfortable, the site of his semi erection was causing mine to rise in tandem.

Wow nice weapon he said, as he removed the briefs and passed them to me, I had now a full on erection and due to being cut was leaking precum from the tip. Very nice he said and felt my cock, which was now rock hard with the attention, so is yours I said and touched his and felt it harden and twitch at my touch.

Next thing we are both naked and embracing each other, cocks touching and precum going from one to the other, I pulled him down on the floor and we rolled on the carpet, bodies entwined together our tongues exploring each others mouths, He started to explore between my legs and his hand travelled down my shaft to my balls squeezing them gently and rolling them in his fingers , then his fingers found the area between balls and arsehole, which I have since learned is the perineum. I was writhing with his stroking of the area and then took a deep breath as his exploring finger found my arsehole and started to push into it, Ohh I said, I had never had anyone explore my arse as he was going deeper in circling his finger and it slipping deeper into the tunnel.

I was in ecstasy, I lay back and opened my legs wide, signalling that I wanted him to continue probing me, he responded pushing deeper and deeper into my most private place and I was moaning at his touch. then suddenly I experienced something I had never before, My cock went rock hard and I groaned loudly, Oh my God!!! I said, Nice you like, Oh fuck whats that? Its your G spot he said, and he continued to rub it gently, precum was pouring out of and down my shaft, Oh fuck fuck I said don't stop!

Before I could do anything my cock exploded covering our bodies in my cum, Fuck Fuck Fuck as I exploded and continued to shoot. Cum was everywhere, without a word once I had stopped shooting, he knelt beside me and as I fondled his balls he jacked his cock till exploded all over me our cum mingling together as he let out similar expletives as my own, he must have shot four times too. We both collapsed on the carpet , kissing and covered in our mixed cum.

After kissing for ages and cuddling, we got cleaned up and dressed and exchanged phone numbers. promising to keep in touch, he let me out the back entrance onto a car park and kissed me once more. At the end of the week I returned to the Midlands and although we kept in touch for several months, like a lot of holiday romances, distance seemed too far to meet again, he sent me a letter some time later to say he had sold the shop and was going overseas to live with an older relative in the south of France .