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🕑 Added 2024-07-21 08:09:32 +0000 UTCWhen Harry was asked to be best man at his buddy, Jim’s wedding, he jumped at the chance. He’d been friends with Jim since they were at high school together, and he loved weddings; dressing up smart, getting drunk and dancing the night away was his favourite way to spend a day.
Jim couldn’t think of anyone better to be his best man; Harry was the most positive outgoing person that everyone adored, he was the typical golden retriever energy guy.
The wedding preparations had been in full flow for months when Harry got a call from Jim to go and try on their suits. They'd individually done fittings weeks ago and Harry couldn't wait to try his on.
“Hell yeah I’m free,” Harry said when Jim asked if he could for Friday after work.
Harry had had a massive suit fetish since he could remember, and the idea of putting on a sexy new suit made him horny as hell.
Granted, he’d have to make sure he was wearing tight undies so that his best bud wouldn’t notice his arousal.
Unfortunately for Harry, things wouldn’t go quite to plan.
Friday didn’t start the way Harry’s days usually did. His alarm didn’t go off, he had no hot water, his laundry was still damp and when he went to get dressed for the day, he had no clean undies. Not caring about having to go commando for the day, Harry yanked on a pair of jeans and a shirt and ran to his car.
Harry’s day was manic for a Friday and by the time he finished his meetings, it was gone six.
Where are you bud? The fitting started at 6!
Harry gasped when he saw Jim’s message and hastily logged off and bolted for the door.
Mercifully, the tailor was only a couple of blocks over from Harry’s office, so he got there in no time.
“Sorry I’m late,” he said as he pushed through the door to find Jim and a couple of guys Harry recognised from Jim’s office.
“No worries," Jim said as he gave him a hug. "We got here early so we've tried our suits on already. Get yours on and then we can go for drinks."
"This way," the tailor said, indicating a curtained off room behind him.
Harry could feel his heart racing already as he followed the tailor into the fitting room.
"Here's your suit and there's a shirt you can use to make sure the fit is right. I'll leave you to try it on, and will check back with you shortly."
His hands shook slightly as Harry touched the grey pinstriped material of the jacket. His dick was starting to chub up already, but he took a deep breath to calm himself. His best bud was on the other side of that curtain, he couldn't let his dick take over.
Harry quickly removed his shirt and kicked off his sneakers, before unbuttoning his jeans. It was at that moment that he remembered . . . he was commando.
Fuck!
Harry tried to keep calm - this wasn't the end of the world. He was changing alone, so as long as he could keep his dick under control, no one would even know.
Speed was the key!
Wasting no time, Harry dropped his jeans, pulled on the shirt and quickly buttoned it. Trying not to think about how amazing they felt against his legs, Harry yanked on the suit pants and buttoned them, carefully zipping the fly. The suit jacket followed and he didn't even check the mirror, before emerging from the dressing room.
"It fits," Harry said a little breathlessly.
"Looks great," Jim said with a grin.
"No alterations needed?" the tailor asked.
Harry shook his head, conscious that the sight of himself in one of the nearby mirrors was making his dick start to lengthen.
"Nope. All good. I'll go and change."
"That was nice and easy," Jim said. "Get changed and we'll head to the bar."
Harry pushed his way back through the curtain and was relieved that his dick was barely visible.
He removed the jacket and the shirt, but foolishly did so as he looked at himself in the mirror. The sight of his body coming into view as he removed the suit was nearly as horny as putting it on, and by the time he'd hung the jacket on the hanger, his cock was rock hard and throbbing in the tight confines of the suit pants.
Harry glanced behind himself at the curtain before running his hand over the front of the suit pants. His dick pulsed against his palm and he stifled a moan as he grabbed his cock through the material.
Unable to stop himself, Harry unbuttoned the pants and tugged down the zipper. His cock immediately sprung free as the pants sagged just below his bubble butt.
Just as Harry took his dick in his hand and started stroking it, the curtain was pulled back and Harry heard a gasp.
He turned around to see Jim stood there with a shocked expression on his face.
Harry's bare butt was exposed and his hard cock was in his hand. "Uh, I can explain."
Jim laughed. "I really hope so. What the fuck dude?"
Harry blushed as he tried to shove his dick back inside the pants. How the hell would he explain this to his best bud?
Comments
Marcus MJC
Now this is a very hot idea!
Jarrett
His best bud tells Harry that seeing him aroused and with a bare butt made him very aware of his own bisexuality and his secret love of being nude . After a few drinks at the bar the husband to be suggests the group of guys play strip poker. Harry and his buddy end up nude before the bartender kicks them out bare ass naked as “this isn’t that kind of bar”. The other guys think this is hilarious and confiscate the naked guys clothes and burn them in the parking lot. Then a naked adventure begins for the 2 best friends. What will happen next?
