The salesman softly spoke through the door, "Do you have them on? " I told him yes, and I was shocked to see the door open and him step into the dressing room. "Let me hang these up for you," he said, as he picked up my trousers and boxers from the bench and placed them on the garment hook on back of the door.
While wandering through the big department store, I found a display of 'European-style trunk' underwear.
They were something like boxer-briefs but with short-short legs.
The trunks reminded me of the bathing suit Daniel Craig wore in the latest James Bond movie, but this was definitely underwear, not a swimsuit.
"I'll be right outside if you need anything," the salesman told me.
I slipped my shoes and trousers off and then removed my boxers.
I stepped into the trunks, and I took a moment to arrange my cock and balls so they felt comfortable.
It was strange having that stretchy material firmly holding my package after swinging free in my boxers.
I had no idea how long these trunks had been selling in stores because my wife bought all my underwear for me.
I was wearing one of her favorites that day -- red silk boxers.
There were two young men working in the men's clothing department, and one came over to assist me. " I'd never heard of trying on underwear, and I had to snicker at the lengths salesmen paid on commission will go to make a sale.
"With your abs, these trunks would look great on you. Still, I was interested in the trunks and I let him steer me toward the dressing room.