Swimsuit.

Zayne produced a short powder-blue swimsuit with yellow trimming. They were too small for board shorts but longer than a speedo. "I figured you could wear these for your friend's birthday party. We are having it at the beach you know."

I smiled, I couldn't help but be impressed with Zayne; thinking about my friends. "Sure, I'll try those on. Let me just..." As I looked over to the changing rooms, the last vacant one that I just came out of got occupied. Some girl and her mother just walked right in and started trying on dresses. "...Oh. All the changing rooms are full. Should we wait?"

"Of course not, we're on the clock. You can just change into these right here."

I blinked, "What?"

"We're friend's with the manager so we can get away with it. I feel we should take advantage so we can get to your interview on time."

"B-B-But, I just can't..."

"I really want to buy all these things for you, but if we find out they're the wrong size later on it's going to be such a pain to return them. Ah man." Zayne pressed his fingertips to his forehead and shook his head.

How could I be so chicken? Zayne was really helping me out here. Buying me all this stuff and scoring me an interview. Not even I was this generous back when I had money. I have no right to make things harder for poor Zayne. Even if it costs me my dignity. "Okay, I'll put them on." I quickly removed the hat and jacket and shrugged off the vest. After I toed out of my shoes and socks, I looked around the store to see if I had anymore voyeurs. Thankfully, the crowd that saw me in the changing room before seemed to have dispersed and gone on to do their own things by now. At this moment, no one but Zayne was looking at me. I pulled off the shirt and let my pants fall to the floor. Thinking back on that moment, I probably should have just taken off the pants and leave the shirt on as I wore the swim trunks. Man, I was slow. I swiped the swimsuit from Zayne and turned around. That was also completely meaningless considering Zayne has already seen all of me and I was facing a three-way mirror with Zayne at my back. He could still see everything. I legged into the swimsuit pulling it up to my waist. It was tight-fitting but I could still move around it comfortably. "How do I look?" I turned back to Zayne arms spread out.

"Sublime! Those definitely hug you in all the right areas Jack-my-bee! Just one more thing," Zayne reached out and grabbed the drawstrings of the suit. As he tied them together I was highly aware of Zayne's proximity to my crotch. The very idea of having Zayne's fingers so close to my junk was causing it to grow bigger within the swimsuit. "done." I turned back towards the mirrors and Zayne hopped up on the platform with me as we faced them. He slipped my left arm around his shoulders and leaned into me as he placed a hand on my waist. He smiled at our appearance in the mirror, "You look hot! We are definitely getting this one." My heart fluttered a bit. I would have said I would have liked to stay in this moment forever but then I noticed a couple of girls were staring at us in the reflection of the mirror. They were giggling and taking pictures right when Zayne decided to slide his hand down and give my butt a squeeze. "This part is definitely the best feature."

I blushed and moved out of his embrace. "Um, maybe we should move on to the next outfit shall we?" I glanced nervously at the girls who still had their phones out.

"Great idea!" Zayne went to fetch the next outfit.