Joe and Neil
Chapter 5. My birthday
It was coming up to my birthday and Joe had a day planned. However, as part of my present he wanted to buy me a new outfit for that day and this involved a trip to a special fashion shop in the city run by a friend of his. Apparently, it was a bit `alternative' but mainly they specialised in making and/or altering clothing to make it very individual and bespoke. I was intrigued. Joe had studied fashion at college whereas I just had simple tastes and a bit of a fetish for anything tight and shiny. I think Joe wanted to show me that there were more options out there than the very limited wardrobe I had which was mostly jeans and t-shirts. I think he had seen my only smart wear when we were away at the country house or at the restaurant on our first date.
The shop was on a side street with a narrow front but once inside it was like a tardis with rooms off in all directions. Luke the shop assistant who worked there was a friend of Joe's from college and he was lovely. The plan was simply a jacket, shirt and trousers but Joe and Luke said that they should be different' and enhancing', whatever that meant. Joe explained that he had already talked this through with Luke, and Luke knew that I often liked to wear a cockring and why, and that I was likely to get a hardon during this process and for that matter any time! (Luke was gay!) I wasn't quite sure what I made of all these pre-discussions but whatever – it would be good.
Luke took measurements all over my body which was strangely erotic itself, and he did comment "no worries about getting a hardon as we need to accommodate that happening anyway" as I began to get aroused. First the shirt and Luke thought that he had several options that wouldn't even need alterations. I tried on a few but Joe really liked one with strong, bright geometric shapes which he pointed out had similarities to the swimming trunks I had worn when we were doing DIY. I loved this shirt – it was made of a material with some stretch so it was tight-enough to fit my body exactly but I could still move and breath without constriction. The jacket had to be plain by contrast and we chose a gorgeous one in a light-medium grey fabric – again a nice snug fit which was perfect without alteration – this looked like it was going to be easy. Now the trousers.
My jeans are mostly tight as that is how I like them and even my smart ones were still jeans. It seems that for trousers to be tight but not look like they are just too small it is much trickier to get it right. Joe had advised me to wear a jockstrap, mainly to get a great fit on my butt against my skin, but also to deal with my precum should I get too aroused! He also suggested that I had more than enough shape in my cock and balls without a cockring or cockstrap so I removed the cockstrap I was wearing.
Luke was working on a chino style and he suggested a shiny dark grey fabric that complemented the jacket beautifully. He didn't have my size in these so I tried on a pair in blue to see the fit. They were tight on my thighs but just close on my lower legs and tight across my butt while giving room in the front for my cock and balls but not in the same way as jeans. The profile was good but not too explicit, whereas my jeans tended to show my balls and cock outline rather more explicitly. The fit was good but Joe and Luke thought it needed to cut into my bum crack more which meant that the seams between my legs needed altering. However, the colour was wrong so Luke needed to get new ones made or at least altered. Luke made more detailed measurements and notes and said that he could get these done within a week. I think I was learning that there are more subtle and sensuous ways to dress than my approach of just make it skintight. It was probably more comfortable too, although stretch fabric used in modern jeans is good too.
We left with the jacket and shirt and a week later Joe came round to mine with the new trousers. I stripped off, removed my cockring and put on the shirt then the trousers. They were perfect, and a wonderful fit across my butt in particular and really comfortable. Joe was so pleased that I loved them and had taken his advice as he clearly knew what he was talking about with clothes. As we got on to talk about other things I kept the new gear on then realised that my hardon had subsided and the trousers still looked fantastic. I quickly put my cockstrap back on to see the effect – no, too obvious balls bulge – better balanced without. Joe quipped that he will make me suitable for taking into polite company yet! Yea sure, as I cupped my hand round his obviously bulging skintight jeans! Horses for courses he said, but I pointed out to him that he was the one hung like a horse! The inevitable happened next as Joe undressed me but couldn't resist testing his horse credentials on my butt.
Joe had told me to dress in my new gear on my birthday and he would arrive in a taxi which would then take us to a venue for a meal. My first surprise was when Joe came to the door he wore a grey jacket similar to mine, with a white tight-fitting shirt. But below he was wearing the most exquisite black leather jeans made of the softest, thin and shiny leather. They were moulded to his body and he looked sensational. He told me later that while the jacket and shirt were his, the jeans were borrowed from a friend, hence maybe they were a bit tighter than even he liked to have them normally. However, as he knew I had a thing about tight, black and shiny...
We pulled up at a private property and went up to the door which opened by a smart young guy wearing just tiny black cotton shorts. Ok, this looked interesting. We were shown into a bar area where the bar man looked like he may be naked but when I checked was intact wearing a small apron, but that was all. We were seated and he came over to take our orders, and I admired his naked butt as he went to get our drinks. So Joe then confirmed that this was a private dining club where some evenings it was buff waiters. The other clientele were mixed ages and sexes so not a gay club, just those who appreciated cute young waiters with great bodies. However, our waiter was gay and realised we were and there was clearly an understanding that some mischief was all part of the deal. He had a beautifully defined slim body, a nice six pack and a very pert firm butt I was later to confirm. He lead us to out table, pulled our chairs out for us to seat then placed our napkins very intimately in our laps with a cheeky grin.
Joe was so pleased that I was loving this, and the menu looked fantastic too. The waiter came to take our orders, his short, black apron being pushed out from his body by his cock. Joe ran his hand across his apron claiming he was just helping it hang correctly, but the waiter seemed very pleased with the attention so I appreciated his bum with my hand too. At other tables similar flirting was going on so and the waiters were encouraging it but also doing their waiting job efficiently.
At the back of the property was a massive conservatory with a pool, jacuzzi/ hot tub, exotic plants, tables and chairs. We were invited to take our after dinner drinks out there and our waiter said that if we wished to use the pool or hot tub then he could provide us with swimming wear and he would be on call for this and more drinks, but he cautioned us to be leisurely after our meal to aid digestion. So Joe and I found a table and sofa and our waiter, Dan, duly turned up for our order. We ordered and I asked about the swimwear and he said to call him and he would take us to the changing room where he would show us the options then move our drinks to the pool or hot tub side. So after a while we decided to go for the hot tub. About 5 guys we're already in it and it looked like an opportunity to be a bit social too. I caught Dan's eye and we followed him into the male changing room where there were lockers and everything else. Dan opened one locker and spread out about 10 pairs of speedos. He said he had shorts too but thought these were probably what we wanted and that they should fit just fine but he would be there to check. I selected some black and red Ergowear' ones with a great pouch design. Joe went for some nice wet-look black Speedo' ones and we each went to a cubicle to strip off and put them on. We emerged together ready for Dan to inspect which he did by feeling round the waist band then across the bum then the crotch. Of course both of us were now fully hard and Joe suggested that maybe we wrap towels round ourselves to get to the hot tub. However, he said that none of the 5 guys in the hot tub would mind us being aroused, with a knowing smile on his face.
We walked to the hot tub though I just clutched my towel in front of me rather than wrapped it round. At least some of the guys in the tub were discreetly looking as we climbed in and made space for us to sit. Dan brought our drinks across to a small table at the edge so we moved next to the other guys to access them which meant us all rubbing against each other and I felt a hand on my inner thigh and another on my bum as I sat down - neither were Joe's. We introduced ourselves and I got into conversation with a lovely guy called Tim and his husband Guy. I think it was Tim's hand on my thigh as he put his hand back there as we talked and Guy's hand was more adventurous rubbing up against my balls. They did say that they hoped I didn't mind them being so tactile especially as they presumed I was with Joe. I looked across at Joe who looked to be in a very similar situation with the other 3 guys and I said it was absolutely fine. They said that they guessed that when they saw the trunks I was wearing, which Guy used as an excuse to feel my hardon. I moved my hand to his crotch and found a small but incredibly rigid hardon there. Tim grabbed my other hand and placed it on his cock which although not as rigid but was massive, particularly in width. They both laughed at my expression at that point and said, yes, we know, big! The other guys then joined in some great banter and some friendly groping but it was a mixed social club and not a sex club so all done under cover of jacuzzi bubbles.