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Mark went to the leather rack to find something for Dean to wear... nothing there was something that was right for Dean. Mark walked up the aisle, wondering why the shelves in this section seemed lower to the ground.
He saw something that grabbed his attention. There was a bunch of shiny black latex clothing on one of the display shelves.
He saw that they were listed as "black latex muscle poser trunks" and there were a variety of sizes that were listed. He knew Dean was someone special to him, so he looked and saw that there was one set to the far right, with the tag marked "XXXXXXL pouch" The instructions were similar to his loincloth, but there was an additional warning that "XXXXXXL" was extreme in size and only should be worn by the most powerful gay men, who were sure they wanted to explore the extremes of gay sexual intensity. That made something click in Mark's mind, and he went back up to the front of the store. There was no sign of Dean, but the clerk said Dean went to his car to get a wallet and was coming right back. Mark left the trunks with the clerk and went to search another part of the store for Dean.
He reached the other end of the store and laughed. All the shelves and displays were very small in this part of the store, as if for children. However there were adult sizes here so they must be using their overstock to place back here.
Meanwhile, Dean came in and the helpful clerk said ," Sir, your friend left this for you and said he would meet you at the dressing room."
"oh great," said Dean, taking the sexy black shiny plastic trunks. He went into the dressing room and stripped. He shook out the trunks and laughed at the giant shiny pouch hanging in front of the clothing. "Ha ha, that is so funny! Even my nine inches can't reach the bottom of this pouch!" Indeed, the pouch was about 13" deep, and very much wider at the bottom than the top. Even the top of the pouch was ridiculously wide, over 6" across.
With a laugh, Dean pulled up the trunks and they were way too big in the waist, and his 5" soft cock and balls hung in the large plastic pouch, not even touching the sides or bottom. Dean snapped the trunks in the front and the trunks settled low on his hips. At least they didn't fall off!
Dean turned and looked in the mirror. He was pretty muscled, and his body looked good in the shiny trunks. The huge pouch hung limply, and Dean shook his head in wonder. Who would wear something like this? Even a gay man wouldn't want to show off a big EMPTY pouch. As he turned back, he felt his cock swing in the pouch and touch the side of the latex pouch. He wiggled his body and he felt his cock swing and touch the pouch from side to side, making visible impressions on the side of the pouch almost to the bottom. "Geez," thought Dean, " I can't believe I'm getting a hardon... but this is kinda sexy." Dean didn't feel like he was getting a hardon, but it was obvious he had a major chubby as his cock was hitting the pouch almost to the bottom now. Dean realized the pouch must only be 9" deep, even though it looked so much bigger, probably due to the embarrassment of his having to wear it.
Dean looked up again. He did look pretty darned muscled, his workouts were paying off.
Just then he heard Mark's voice outside the dressing stall. "Here's a top to go with that, Master Dean!" And over the top of the stall Mark tosses Dean...