When I arrived at the Louis Vuitton, River was sitting on the bench near the front of the store, looking down on his phone. His blond hair matched the gold-accented wall behind him.

“You got here before me,” I said as I approached him.

River looked up from his phone, and he smiled when he saw me.

An older gentleman walked up toward us with a measuring tape hung around his neck. He was wearing glasses and a purple tie.

“You must be Gray,” the man said.

I nodded and reached out to shake his hand.

River stood up as well.

“This is my...boyfriend. I want to pick out a suit for him too,” I said.

The man smiled. “We can certainly do that for you.”

River looked at me with a raised brow as we walked to the back of the store.

“Boyfriend?” he whispered.

“Might as well practice pretending we’re boyfriends for Blue’s wedding.”

The gentleman had two suits hung on a rack. I’d sent him my measurements a couple weeks ago, and the store had two custom-made suits as I’d requested. I picked up the suits off the rack.

“Which one do you like?” I asked River.

“Both,” River said. “They’re the most beautiful suits I’ve ever seen,” he said.

I smiled. “Wait until you see them on me.”

The man went up to River and told him to stand up straight with his arms out to the side so that he could take his measurements.

“Something custom for you as well?” he asked.

River’s face turned rosy. “Something off the rack is fine,” he said while looking toward me.

“Why don’t we try something today that you like, and we can get a custom suit for you that looks like it?” I suggested.

River shrugged and didn’t say anything. The man finished taking River’s measurements and went in the back to find a suit for River.

“I don’t want a custom suit,” River said quietly. “There’s no way I’m going to wear something this expensive. I won’t even want to eat in it.”

I smiled. “First of all, it’s not that much more expensive to get it custom made. You’re going to love how comfortable a nice-fitting suit is. Second of all, you’re not going to stand next to me at my brother’s wedding wearing something off the rack.”

The gentleman came back with two suits for River that matched the ones that were made for me.

“You have good taste,” I said to the gentleman.

His smile revealed his golden tooth. “Well, I’m gay too, and I know the importance of being well dressed.”

“You hear that, River? It’s important to dress properly,” I said teasingly.

The gentleman brought the suits into the dressing room. I was surprised that he hung all four of them up in the same room, although I did tell him that River and I were boyfriends.

“You can both try on the darker one first and see how you look next to each other,” the man said.

River and I went into the same dressing room. River looked nervous, and I didn’t know why.

“Look what you did,” River said. “We have to change in the same room because he thinks we’re an actual couple.”

“That just means that he actually believes that we’re together. We must be doing a good job so far.” I laughed.

I couldn’t deny that being in that small dressing room with River made me feel a bit uncomfortable. Not because I was about to change in front of another man. But because I was still thinking about that kiss we’d shared last night and hadn’t had time to talk about it.

“So, are we going to change into them or what?” River asked.

I nodded. “Let’s do it.”

I took off my pea coat and hung it up. I watched River take off his shirt. He looked up at me shyly as he stood shirtless in front of me. I gulped. His abs looked perfect under the bright lights in the dressing room.

“You work out?” I asked, trying not to sound like I was hitting on him.

He nodded. “Sometimes.”

I followed his lead and took off my shirt too. River eyed my body.

“Is it just me, or is it getting hot in here?” I asked.

It was a serious question because I was starting to sweat a bit.

“I think they’re the lights,” River said.

I caught a glimpse of our bodies next to each other in the mirror. We looked so different. He was slim and toned, I was big and muscular. The contrast between our bodies turned me on more than I would’ve liked to admit.

We had our backs against opposite walls of the tight dressing room, and we were as far away from each other as physically possible, which wasn’t very far at all. I could feel the heat of his body. Maybe the heat was coming from the lights above us. I couldn’t really tell anymore.

River unbuttoned his pants and took them off slowly, revealing his white underwear. In the mirror, I saw the profile of his ass, and I was impressed that he had such a nice backside for such a small guy. His white underwear hugged his ass perfectly.

“You going to take your pants off too?” River asked.

I gulped and nodded.

I undid my belt and was about to unbutton my pants, but I noticed that I was sporting a raging hard-on under them. I was confused why I was hard at all. There was no reason for me to be turned on. Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable taking off my pants. I didn’t want River to see my hard cock in my briefs.

“You going to take it off or what?” River asked.

“I will,” I said. “But you have to turn around first.”

“What?” River said. “Why?”

“I don’t want you to see me without pants on,” I said.

River threw up his hands. “I’m standing in front of you right now, pretty much naked, and you’re going to make me turn around so I can’t see you naked? You got us into this mess by telling the man we’re boyfriends, remember?”

He was right.

I wasn’t self-conscious about my body I worked hard to maintain. But I was self-conscious at my body’s reaction to seeing River wearing only his underwear. My cock pulsed in my pants, and I knew that if I took it off, there would be no way I’d be able to hide it. I took a deep breath and pulled them down. My hard cock was fully visible in my briefs.

River looked down, then back up into my eyes. His bulge started growing in his underwear as well.

What was I doing? We were going way too far with this. Further than I was comfortable with. What had started as something fun to entertain myself at my brother’s wedding turned out to be more than I’d bargained for.

“You’re hard...” River said it in a way that sounded like both a question and a statement.

I bit my bottom lip. “Yeah. I think it’s because it’s hot in here.”

River knew I was lying. I was hard because of him. I couldn’t deny it any longer.

I reached for River’s body, running my hands down his sides, then pulling him close to me to squeeze his ass. His ass was plump and felt as good as it looked. River was surprised when I grabbed him. Hell, I was surprised myself. River’s body softened up to mine, and he ran his hands over my bulge.

“You’re so big,” he whispered.

I nodded.

My body trembled at another man’s touch for the first time. River’s looked at me with his bright blue eyes. I couldn’t look away, even if I tried.

I leaned down to kiss his lips, and I was reminded of how sweet they tasted.

“Fuck,” I said, breaking our kiss. “I kissed you again. Didn’t you say that you don’t kiss clients.”

River nodded. “I don’t. But please don’t stop now.”

I pushed his body back against the mirror and kissed him harder.

There was a knock on the dressing room door that startled both of us.

“How are the suits fitting?” the gentleman asked. “Do you need a hand with anything?”

“They’re great so far,” I lied. “We’ll be out in a second.”

River was trying not to laugh, and I put a hand over River’s mouth to quiet him. When I did, he bit the side of my hand softly, and my cock pulsed against his abs.

“You’re bad,” I said.

River looked at me longingly. “You started it.”

He was right. I did start it. But it wasn’t the place to be doing something like this. I got off of him and noticed the precome that’d stained my briefs.

We changed into the suits. I was hoping that putting clothes back on would make me less horny next to River. I put on the white dress shirt and the blue-pinstriped pants, tucking my shirt into them. River had a similar colored suit, without the pinstripes. I put my tie on after, and I noticed how River was struggling to put his on.

“Your dad didn’t teach you how to tie a tie?” I asked.

He shook his head and looked embarrassed.

I wrapped the tie around his neck and did a half Windsor for him.

“There,” I said.

I saw River look at himself in the mirror. He was in awe of how good he looked.

“You clean up well,” I said.

He turned to the side and looked at himself from all angles.

“I don’t even recognize myself,” he said.

“Wait until you get the custom-made suit. Then it will be perfect.”

We stepped outside. The gentleman was waiting on the bench, and when he saw us, he smiled.

“Who’s getting married again?” the gentleman asked.

“My brother,” I said.

“Oh, I would’ve guessed that it was the two of you getting married. You guys look great together.”

River blushed.

“Us? No, not yet at least, I haven’t proposed to him yet,” I said before winking at River.

“Well, don’t sleep on it,” the man said.” Real love is hard to find, so when you find the right one, you better put a ring on it. That’s what Beyoncé says, right?”

River and I laughed at his enthusiasm.

We stood in front of the big mirror at the back of the store. We looked perfect next to each other. There was no denying that. I kept stealing glances at River, who seemed excited about how he looked. Even his walk was more confident.

“That’s the secret to being taken seriously,” I said to River. “Dress well.”

We went back into the dressing room to put on the second suit. I helped River take his tie off. I had every intention to stop there, but I decided to unbuttoned his shirt for him. I ran my hands over his smooth body, and it made me hard again.

River pulled off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. I could feel his hands shake as he was holding back from touching me. I wanted to push him against the wall and have my way with him. But I couldn’t forget we were technically in public and we could be charged for public indecency if we were caught fooling around in there.

After he unbuttoned my shirt, he reached for my belt and had a bit of trouble taking it off, so I put my hand over his and helped him. He unzipped my pants, and his hand grazed my cock softly. I loved how expressive his eyes were. The wet spot of precome on my briefs had gotten bigger. My cock ached in them. I wanted to take it out and show River what I was packing.

“Touch it,” I whispered.

River slipped his hand into the slit of my briefs and ran it on the side of my cock. I tilted my head back, confused and turned on at how good it felt to be touched by another man.