Asking store clerks for help with undies...

[Biboisbriefs]

I've always had this infatuation with going to a department store like Macy's, bloomies or even the ck outlet and asking for help. I find it to be exhilarating for some reason. I think because when I was in high school we were at the Sims store which is now closed and when the lady asked my mom if she needed anything else she said yes, boys underwear and she took us to all the boxer shorts and she said she needed boys briefs so she took us around the corner and we picked out a few packs between my brother and I.

More recently when I go to Macy's and do a big shopping I will usually have someone helping me and I'll always go into the underwear section and spend a bunch of time picking out undies and asking her if they have a size large in a certain style just so make conversation about it. Then I'll usually take a.pair or two.out of the box and have them mixed in w the other stuff I'm buying and then be like "oh sorry I was just checking the sizes and I guess I didn't get.it back in" and then say stuff like oh I thought they were on sale or buy one get one or something like that just so they have to check. Idk why, I guess it's weird. One time I was really horny and into it so I actually went down the escalators to the women's and kids section and bought a pack of women's and boys briefs.

Buying briefs and panties at the supermarket and having them on the top of the groceries with tons of people on line is always awesome. A couple times I intentionally left them behind and then went back, the one.time they weren't there anymore so I had to go.to the courtesy desk and tell the lady what happened and then went and got another pack and brought it up for her to see. CVS and other places that randomly sell packs of Hanes or FTL briefs are also fun places to do it.

Anyone else or am i the only weirdo?

And to make it more awkward for them I always wear an outfit that allows the briefs I'm wearing to be seen.

 

[konk500]

Haven't done it recently. Probably at least partly due to the pandemic, but overall more online shopping lately than in store. It's a shame, because chatting up the sales girls in a womens lingerie department can be a lot of fun.

Especially if you drop all the "buying for my wife" bullshit and just admit you're there for yourself.

They'll look stunned for a second, then laugh. Look, they're not dumb. They know what's going on anyway. They'll appreciate the honesty and a sale's a sale. Once you break the ice, they can be super helpful. They'll show you all the good stuff!

 

[Bike Jockstrap]

went to the Nike outlet store and found a lot of nike Jockstraps for $ 5.00 each black with Nike on the waste band and 100 of Nike short running shorts

 

[Redsucked]

Awesome! I need to go shopping then!

 

[SweatyAussie]

I sometimes feel tempted to ask the salesperson if they have any thongs, since they seem to be becoming less common.
I refrain, because I think one of two things will happen. Either they will say “No, there’s no demand”, which may or may not be said in a way that sounds judgmental.... or they’ll show me to the one and only line of thongs they have, which will be super-expensive, and then I’ll put their nose out of joint by objecting to the price. Neither of those scenarios makes for a particular horny experience

 

[Knight-Streaker]

I had the same idea, but, not at a regular mainstream clothing store, but at an adult store. Years before Covid, I used to be able to purchase some underwear and try them on in the dressing room. Since Covid, the dressing rooms are removed or not accessible. The last time I tried to get a female salesperson to give me her opinion on my purchases, but she said she couldn’t leave the counter area.

 

[RoaringRager77]

Interesting topic! I still prefer going to a physical department store to check out the underwear in person. There was once I picked up a box of cute pink male bikinis and brought it to the cashier. The cashier was a young girl (probably doing her summer job) who was looking for the bar code to scan, but somehow the price tag was not outside the box, so she had to take the bikini out of the box to look for the tag. My heart was pumping fast as she held up the pink bikini in front of everyone and finally found the price tag attached to it. She helped me fold it back nicely into the box afterwards, and asked the routine question "did you get the correct size? Just to let you know that the item is not refundable." I muttered an acknowledgement, but in my mind I was still reliving the moment she opened up my bikini at the counter.

 

[Bike Jockstrap]

I got my first blow job at a store in the mall when I went in to buy a jock strap and the 30 year old male clerk that was helping me picking out the jockstrap gave me a medium and a large and told me to go into the dressing room to try them on to make sure they fit after 5 minute he puled the curtain back and caught me jacking off with only my wight socks and the jockstrap on he sucked me dry and told me he had to make sure I did not get any com on the jockstrap till I paid for it
I wore it home he keep my low rise jockey brief
Yes I did go back for more fittings and adjustments to my jockstrap

 

[rossjones]

I got my first blow job at a store in the mall when I went in to buy a jock strap and the 30 year old male clerk that was helping me picking out the jockstrap gave me a medium and a large and told me to go into the dressing room to try them on to make sure they fit after 5 minute he puled the curtain back and caught me jacking off with only my wight socks and the jockstrap on he sucked me dry and told me he had to make sure I did not get any com on the jockstrap till I paid for it
I wore it home he keep my low rise jockey brief
Yes I did go back for more fittings and adjustments to my jockstrap

wow so hot!! like that he kept ur undies, i wudda too

 

[Ginger Bear]

When I go into a department store, I always visit the the underwear department. I prefer a male sales person, just my thing. I enjoy having him ask if I’m finding everything ok or could I use help?
One particular afternoon the very handsome gentleman asked if he could help me. He was clean shaven, salt and pepper hair, beautiful tan, dressed in shirt and tie, when he saw I was holding a box of bikini briefs. He casually asked if I was familiar with them? I probably flushed when I saw him, because he lowered his voice to step a little closer when he said, “I think you would look great in these.” “Really?” was my reply. He began selecting different brands while making suggestions. When he asked my size, I said I think I’m a medium. His response was, let’s be sure as he whipped out a tape measure and said, why don’t we step over to the dressing rooms and make sure so I would know for sure. I was getting more relaxed with him as well as a boner beginning to grow. He led me to the larger fitting room and closed the louvered door. He said if I didn’t mind to loosen my pants, he’d get some quick measurements. My khaki pants hit the floor with my belt buckle popping as it hit the hardwood. I was totally embarrassed as he knelt down saying it’s okay. I was wearing a navy Jockey bikini which had a growing wet spot front and center, didn’t know what to do!
Jerry measured my waist and hips as I could feel the pulsing of precum. I said, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. As he measured around my hips, letting the ends meet right on top of my throbbing cock. He softly said, this is where most guys mess up buying underwear, they don’t allow for natural growth. I was somehow put at ease. “We all get excited and get wet so don’t be embarrassed.” “ I’ve got the same thing happening right now too” he said. “Really?” I asked hoping to find out if he was telling the truth. “Of course” he said as he stood up in front of me, “I’ll show you if you want me too?” When he opened his gray slacks, there was a gorgeous bulge pushing on a pair of black bikini underwear with small red lines. Also, just he said, was a glistening wet spot.
I accepted the non verbal invitation to enjoy some time with Jerry in the fitting room. We satisfied each other quite well, I even wore some of his cream home.
I did buy the undies, and over the next couple of years stayed perfectly fit in all my clothes, thanks to my Personal Shopper.

 

[Redsucked]

When I go into a department store, I always visit the the underwear department. I prefer a male sales person, just my thing. I enjoy having him ask if I’m finding everything ok or could I use help?
One particular afternoon the very handsome gentleman asked if he could help me. He was clean shaven, salt and pepper hair, beautiful tan, dressed in shirt and tie, when he saw I was holding a box of bikini briefs. He casually asked if I was familiar with them? I probably flushed when I saw him, because he lowered his voice to step a little closer when he said, “I think you would look great in these.” “Really?” was my reply. He began selecting different brands while making suggestions. When he asked my size, I said I think I’m a medium. His response was, let’s be sure as he whipped out a tape measure and said, why don’t we step over to the dressing rooms and make sure so I would know for sure. I was getting more relaxed with him as well as a boner beginning to grow. He led me to the larger fitting room and closed the louvered door. He said if I didn’t mind to loosen my pants, he’d get some quick measurements. My khaki pants hit the floor with my belt buckle popping as it hit the hardwood. I was totally embarrassed as he knelt down saying it’s okay. I was wearing a navy Jockey bikini which had a growing wet spot front and center, didn’t know what to do!
Jerry measured my waist and hips as I could feel the pulsing of precum. I said, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. As he measured around my hips, letting the ends meet right on top of my throbbing cock. He softly said, this is where most guys mess up buying underwear, they don’t allow for natural growth. I was somehow put at ease. “We all get excited and get wet so don’t be embarrassed.” “ I’ve got the same thing happening right now too” he said. “Really?” I asked hoping to find out if he was telling the truth. “Of course” he said as he stood up in front of me, “I’ll show you if you want me too?” When he opened his gray slacks, there was a gorgeous bulge pushing on a pair of black bikini underwear with small red lines. Also, just he said, was a glistening wet spot.
I accepted the non verbal invitation to enjoy some time with Jerry in the fitting room. We satisfied each other quite well, I even wore some of his cream home.
I did buy the undies, and over the next couple of years stayed perfectly fit in all my clothes, thanks to my Personal Shopper.

Awesome! Lucky salesman! Who touched cock first? Whom pulled down underwear first? Who sucked cock first?

 

[Knight-Streaker]

I wish something like that would happen to me. Nobody comes by when I am looking in the men’s underwear section.

 

[rossjones]

When I go into a department store, I always visit the the underwear department. I prefer a male sales person, just my thing. I enjoy having him ask if I’m finding everything ok or could I use help?
One particular afternoon the very handsome gentleman asked if he could help me. He was clean shaven, salt and pepper hair, beautiful tan, dressed in shirt and tie, when he saw I was holding a box of bikini briefs. He casually asked if I was familiar with them? I probably flushed when I saw him, because he lowered his voice to step a little closer when he said, “I think you would look great in these.” “Really?” was my reply. He began selecting different brands while making suggestions. When he asked my size, I said I think I’m a medium. His response was, let’s be sure as he whipped out a tape measure and said, why don’t we step over to the dressing rooms and make sure so I would know for sure. I was getting more relaxed with him as well as a boner beginning to grow. He led me to the larger fitting room and closed the louvered door. He said if I didn’t mind to loosen my pants, he’d get some quick measurements. My khaki pants hit the floor with my belt buckle popping as it hit the hardwood. I was totally embarrassed as he knelt down saying it’s okay. I was wearing a navy Jockey bikini which had a growing wet spot front and center, didn’t know what to do!
Jerry measured my waist and hips as I could feel the pulsing of precum. I said, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. As he measured around my hips, letting the ends meet right on top of my throbbing cock. He softly said, this is where most guys mess up buying underwear, they don’t allow for natural growth. I was somehow put at ease. “We all get excited and get wet so don’t be embarrassed.” “ I’ve got the same thing happening right now too” he said. “Really?” I asked hoping to find out if he was telling the truth. “Of course” he said as he stood up in front of me, “I’ll show you if you want me too?” When he opened his gray slacks, there was a gorgeous bulge pushing on a pair of black bikini underwear with small red lines. Also, just he said, was a glistening wet spot.
I accepted the non verbal invitation to enjoy some time with Jerry in the fitting room. We satisfied each other quite well, I even wore some of his cream home.
I did buy the undies, and over the next couple of years stayed perfectly fit in all my clothes, thanks to my Personal Shopper.

awesomely sexy a dream cum true

 

[Johnnie57]

When I go into a department store, I always visit the the underwear department. I prefer a male sales person, just my thing. I enjoy having him ask if I’m finding everything ok or could I use help?
One particular afternoon the very handsome gentleman asked if he could help me. He was clean shaven, salt and pepper hair, beautiful tan, dressed in shirt and tie, when he saw I was holding a box of bikini briefs. He casually asked if I was familiar with them? I probably flushed when I saw him, because he lowered his voice to step a little closer when he said, “I think you would look great in these.” “Really?” was my reply. He began selecting different brands while making suggestions. When he asked my size, I said I think I’m a medium. His response was, let’s be sure as he whipped out a tape measure and said, why don’t we step over to the dressing rooms and make sure so I would know for sure. I was getting more relaxed with him as well as a boner beginning to grow. He led me to the larger fitting room and closed the louvered door. He said if I didn’t mind to loosen my pants, he’d get some quick measurements. My khaki pants hit the floor with my belt buckle popping as it hit the hardwood. I was totally embarrassed as he knelt down saying it’s okay. I was wearing a navy Jockey bikini which had a growing wet spot front and center, didn’t know what to do!
Jerry measured my waist and hips as I could feel the pulsing of precum. I said, I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. As he measured around my hips, letting the ends meet right on top of my throbbing cock. He softly said, this is where most guys mess up buying underwear, they don’t allow for natural growth. I was somehow put at ease. “We all get excited and get wet so don’t be embarrassed.” “ I’ve got the same thing happening right now too” he said. “Really?” I asked hoping to find out if he was telling the truth. “Of course” he said as he stood up in front of me, “I’ll show you if you want me too?” When he opened his gray slacks, there was a gorgeous bulge pushing on a pair of black bikini underwear with small red lines. Also, just he said, was a glistening wet spot.
I accepted the non verbal invitation to enjoy some time with Jerry in the fitting room. We satisfied each other quite well, I even wore some of his cream home.
I did buy the undies, and over the next couple of years stayed perfectly fit in all my clothes, thanks to my Personal Shopper.

Very hot story !

 

[Ginger Bear]

I wish something like that would happen to me. Nobody comes by when I am looking in the men’s underwear section.

I would be happy to assist you sir.

 

[Buddy43610]

I got my first blow job at a store in the mall when I went in to buy a jock strap and the 30 year old male clerk that was helping me picking out the jockstrap gave me a medium and a large and told me to go into the dressing room to try them on to make sure they fit after 5 minute he puled the curtain back and caught me jacking off with only my wight socks and the jockstrap on he sucked me dry and told me he had to make sure I did not get any com on the jockstrap till I paid for it
I wore it home he keep my low rise jockey brief
Yes I did go back for more fittings and adjustments to my jockstrap

I needed a new suit so I went shopping at a mall department store and a nice man a bit older than me measured me in one of the change rooms. While he was measuring my inseam I started to bone up. He said I needed to get rid of the boner to get a good measurement. He unzipped me and took out my penis which was hard by the time he got it out. He sucked me off with one of the best blow jobs I ever had. I went back for the final fitting and the same thing happened again. Once I had the suit I went back to show him how it looked and he took me back to the change room again for another great blow job. I would eventually go to his place for more fun. The store and mall eventually closed and I switched jobs and never saw him again, but I did end up with fond memories. The suit doesn't fit anymore (too small now), but I have kept it because of the great memories and I keep telling myself I will be able to fit into it again one of these days.

 

[Ginger Bear]

It seems it’s impossible to find men working retail in the men’s department anymore. It kinda makes me want to go back into retail for a second job just to fill that void.

 

[rossjones]

Very hot story !

wonderful ive gotta go back to the store . been online for yrs

 

[rossjones]

It seems it’s impossible to find men working retail in the men’s department anymore. It kinda makes me want to go back into retail for a second job just to fill that void.

be fun if u can help boys purchase undies

 

[BubbleThong]

I was in Canada the other day in Simons having a look at their pretty good thong variety when a clerk came to me asking if i needed help. with what amounted to a sheer g-string in my hands i must have turned 3 shades of red right there on the spot. But then i said, what the heck, he’s cute, yeah can you help i‘m actually not a sheer lover…and really looking for a few thongs. He was incredibly professional and had such confidence in what I was looking for, suggested the JM skinz thong along with some Greg Homme fun ones…