Jason looked back over at the two guys in the corner of the shop. He knew he wouldn't be able to get both at once; the other would almost certainly run away. He would have to have a strategy before diving into this...
After a few seconds of quick thinking, Jason had a brainwave. He was ready...
Jason walked behind the clothes racks the two guys were looking at. From the opposite side, he watched carefully.
"Tom, just grab a pair so we can go surfing already. They're all the freaking same..." one of the guys said impatiently.
"I'm thinking Jake; here...these are alright..." the one called Tom responded as he began to pick up a black pair of shorts. Jason grabbed a pair of shorts in front of him and made his way with Tom to the change rooms next to them. He nodded a hello and climbed into the booth next to Tom. Jason quickly knealt down to ground level and looked into the booth next to him and began to jerk off as fast as possible. He could see Tom beginning to take off his shoes. Tom's brown shorts came down and the black ones went up. Jason listened as Tom quickly checked to see if Jake thought they were okay who agreed they were fine. Tom concluded that he would buy the ones he was wearing then. Tom strutted back into the changing booth. Now was his chance...Tom's black shorts dropped to the floor. Jason shot his hand out and rubbed the cum he had produced along the inside of the shorts. Done...