Having this rare opportunity, I decided to take advantage of it. I decided to go to the mall and clothes shop. First stop was Banana Republic. I grabbed some clothes off the shelf and headed toward the changing rooms. It was one of those changing rooms more open to the store and there were 3 cut guys working there. One of them unlocked the door for me and said to let him know if I needed any additional sizes. I stripped down to my Hanes and tried on a white shirt so thin that you could see my skin and a pair of slim pants. I've recently lost 10 lbs and am down to a size 31 waist. When I opened the door to ask the guy if I could get another size, there were two male employees hanging up clothes. Both of them came over to me and commented on the fit of my clothes and made some suggestions on pant length. The feeling of these two guys looking at me was so incredible. I went back into the changing room and tried on a few more clothes. When I came back out to ask them what they thought, another male employee had joined them. There were now three guys helping me, getting clothes for me, asking me how things fit and just talking to me. I loved being the center of attention. I've never had that many guys waiting on me and checking me out all at the same time.
So I took things up a notch and left my door ajar as I changed into the next outfit. I don't know for sure, but I think they could see me changing. They weren't leering into the changing room, but I think they stole a glance or two as they were hanging up clothes and asking me how things fit. One of them came to the door and asked if I needed any additional sizes. I had a pair of jeans on but no shirt, so I opened the door and asked him for another pair of jeans. When he came back, I had taken off the jeans and was just in my briefs. He knocked and I opened the door, just long enough to take the new pair of jeans and say thanks. I loved it when he smiled at me and said something like "nice undies". I said thanks and quickly closed the door. I got dressed into my own clothes and came back out. If I could have, I would have stayed there another hour trying on clothes, letting the male employees gawk a little at me, but I had to get going. I haven't been back since then, but look forward to the next time.
I'm curious to know if any of you think I crossed a line by doing this. The situation was innocent enough. A guy trying on clothes. I was actually in need of new pants since I lost the weight, so I was there for a legitimate reason. I didn't ask for a male employee to help me, that's just who happened to be there. I guess I could have been a little more discrete while changing, but guys change in front of guys all the time.
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Somebody had fun....
I know the feeling.
No lines crossed except the one separating you from enjoying who and what you are. I've had similar experiences and they are wonderful. Savor it.
Nope, no line crossed! I have a friend who works at Dillards & he says that there are plenty of men he helps the same way you describe who are not shy (and not necessarily gay) and will not even lock the doors so he can come in& out with more options for them, he says he makes big sales and the guys come back & seek him out to get more clothes... Nothing wrong with giving sales clerks some eye candy! :-)
Hugs,Miguel
Ditto what everyone else has said, especially Rob re who and what you are. Breathe it in.
A man after my own heart! Living the double life to its fullest extent!
If you're justifying it, it means you stepped close to a line. Your conscience is dinging a bit. But other than that, harmless.
No line crossed, fantastic. Married struggling MoHo myself.
Congrats on the weight loss!
Having been raised in a family where modesty was not necessarily a virtue, putting on garments at 19 was like dressing in a straight jacket. After more than a little inner turmoil, I finally came to the conclusion that if Adam could live in a state of grace without clothing, so could I. I just made sure that I wore my garments enough to answer the interview question with an honest, "Most of the time."
Married struggling Moho here also... I've recently started venturing out occasionally without garments. For me, it has been somewhat of an experiment to see if I can put some space between me and the church and not be overwhelmed with irrational guilt.
Turns out that I can. And it's been a great feeling.
I don't think that I'm going to give up garments anytime soon... for the foreseeable future I still plan to live the Mormon life for the sake of my wife and children. But, I find that ditching the garments (and wearing UnderArmour boxerbriefs) occasionally gives me a welcome feeling of respite from LDS Corp.
Just wanted to clarify that this was the first time in 15 years I didn't wear my garments nearly 24 hours a day, with the exception of the gym and other physical activities where you wouldn't normally wear them. To date, this was just a very rare occurrence, not a regular thing.
To be perfectly honest? Yes. You kinda acted like the creepy old perv who likes to flash people. You did it to get a thrill out of it and that's kinda...unhealthy.
As far as the Garments thing goes, I've felt more comfortable wearing them than I ever did before. But that's apparently a personal thing that I'm alone in. Most my friends felt uncomfortable wearing them at first; I felt at home and more comfortable than ever before.
Hmm... fun story, and I wouldn't see anything wrong with it normally. I am trying to put myself in your shoes though and for me, "venturing out" and allowing myself to experience some of those feelings would be dangerous for me if I was planning on staying an active, worthy member who is fully committed to my wife. It would just be too much for me. I'd want to experience more of it.
Now, I don't think there is anything wrong with wanting to experience those feelings or even experiencing them. But I feel like I'd have to choose one or the other. Either I stay fully committed to my wife and the church and avoid situations that would introduce what it is like to embrace my sexuality or I would need to embrace my sexuality and decide that it would be healthiest to end my relationship with my wife.
That is just me though. Maybe for you, it isn't hard at all to stop at the simple thrill of having a guy look at you. You'll definitely not receive any judgment from me though! I just thought I'd share my thoughts when I put myself in your situation.
thanks for the laugh, it has been many years since I was a 31" waist,
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