My first g string
I bought my first of many g strings when I was living in LA. One of the girls I worked with suggested that I check out Venise Beach, so on one of my days off, I went down there.
The place was very crowded with not a place to park, so I drove across Venice to park in a large parking lot by the beach. From there, I walked up along a crowded promenade lined with many small shops. As I was walking along, a young lady came out into the walk from a side area. She was wearing only a small thong backed bikini. I was thrilled to watch her walk right in front of me showing her bare but to everyone.
Eventually the walk reached the main beach, so I went out to a well attended beach. I was wearing some short blue jean shorts with no underwear, and I felt really good. I was pretty barely covered, but nothing showed unless I squat or sat down. I was amazed that on this beach all of the girls were topless and seeming everyone was sporting bare butts. I though that this was going to be my favorite beach.
I walked over to an attractive guy laying on his belly showing a bare ass with just a string up the butt. He turned over, revealing a pouch in front that just barely covered his package. I squatted down next to him feeling my penis head peek out of my shorts. I said, Sorry to bother you, but I love what you are wearing. Where can I get one of those? He told me of a small shop in a mall that I knew, so my next day off, I was looking them up.
At the end of a hall in the mall I found this shop. I went in and looked around. There were two young guys behind the counter. They had shorts, t shirts, and such. On the counter I found what I though i was looking for. Small pouch in front and two straps in back. I selected a size small and ask if I could try them on. One of the guys directed me to a small dressing room behind the counter that had a curtain across the entry that was not quite wide enough. I went in anyway closing the curtain behind me the best I could. Around the room were pictures of guys with big dicks lounging over big trucks and such. Lots of testosterone in this little room. Anyway Is stripped down and pulled on what turned out to be a jock strap. The straps in back went around the sides of my butt leaving the rest completely bare.
I opened the curtain and said that I had a question. The guy was right there and asked how I liked what I had on. I turned around to show him my bare butt and said, I was looking for something that had a strip of fabric going up my butt crack not around the sides. He reached over and ran his finger up my butt crack, You mean like this? I agreed. He said, you need a g string and pulled a basket full of size small from the counter. He said, Take that jock strap off and take these g strings into the dressing room and choose what you like. So I pulled off the jock strap, fully naked behind the counter for a second. There were a few other customers, but no one seemed to notice. I took the basked back into the dressing room with me, rummaged through, and chose a shiny black one. I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. It was perfect, just reaching the top of my butt crack and barely the top of my penis in front. I was really glad that I was clean shaven of my pubic hair.
I heard the clerk from the still open curtain say, Those look great on you. He had been watching me the whole time. I got dressed and wore just that shiny black g string to the beach for a long time after that.