Gay Erotic Stories

The next day was Sunday, and Nick and his dad were getting ready to go out to the mall. Trey stepped out of the shower, water running down his very hairy, very toned body. He reached for his towel and began to dry his body, which was neither slender nor beefy. Definitely not smooth and beefy like Nick, Trey thought as he spread his legs and bent his knees slightly to dry his hairy crotch, balls and crack. This was one similarity between his body and his son’s: they both had enormous, untrimmed pubic bushes and very hairy balls, cracks and holes.

He finished drying off and stood in front of the bathroom mirror, which was not too fogged up because he’d kept the door open and the fan on during his shower. A good-looking, dark-haired and bearded man of 43 stared back at him. Trey liked how he looked when his hair was wet, and he smiled at his reflection. He let a hand run through the thick, curly hair that covered his well-defined pectorals.

“I’ve gotta piss like crazy,” Nick said, suddenly strutting into the bathroom. He looked at his dad, feeling excited because his dad was naked. He liked these times when they were both naked together; in fact, Nick wished his dad would start hanging around the house naked all the time like Nick did. But at the same time, Nick liked being the naked one. “You done with your shower?” Nick stood at the toilet butt naked, holding his big, hefty penis, and after a few seconds his piss came shooting out.

“Yup, all done,” Trey answered. He didn’t bother putting his towel around his waist; Nick had seen him naked before, and he had no problem being seen naked, though he didn’t need to be a nudist like Nick. “Oh, Nick, while I think of it – Jack and Mira invited us down next weekend. So let me know if you want to go.”

Jack, Trey’s younger brother, and Mira, his wife, lived a couple hours south of Nick and his dad, almost to the Georgia border. While Trey and his son enjoyed the suburban life, Jack, Mira and their two teenage kids, Matthew and Valerie, enjoyed a much more rural life.

“Okay, I’ll letcha know,” Nick said, bending over to turn on the shower faucets and adjust the water temperature. He stuck his big, muscular bubble butt out farther than necessary, allowing his dad a clear view of his furry crack and anus. He spread his legs as well, so his huge furry balls were visible hanging down and swaying between his thighs. “I’m not sure what I’ll be doing next weekend, but that’d probably work out.”

Trey was staring at Nick, admiring his big, built ass sticking out so suggestively. He lifted up each arm and ran Axe deodorant across his hairy armpits and he felt his penis growing hard. “Your crack is hairy as hell, Nick,” Trey commented, chuckling. Nick was stepping into the shower now, and the steamy water hit his huge, muscled body as he moved forward into it. “Just like your old man’s.”

Nick said, “I know – like dad, like son, huh.”

* * *

In his room fifteen minutes later, Nick was debating what he should wear to head to the mall with his dad. As always, he wished he didn’t have to wear a damned thing! He imagined walking through the mall with his dad, butt ass naked, his giant genitals flopping and swinging, everyone staring at him in awe, lust, shock, horror. His penis responded immediately as it always did, especially during these times of exhibitionistic fantasizing, lengthening and thickening into the freakishly massive erection he was so proud of.

He decided on a white tanktop, extremely lowcut with super-thin straps, and a pair of green gym shorts which he had cut the lining out of so as to make them almost see-through. He had also cut the shorts several inches shorter. Standing in front of the mirror, he pulled the string tank over his head and watched as it fell onto his large tits. He had to grab it and pull it down over his massive breasts, which protruded so far from his body that they stretched the tank so it was taut at his chest and hung loosely in front of his abs. The tank was so lowcut that the front dipped down to the middle of his stomach, his sides, abs, and deep-cleavaged tits exposed. Nick loved wearing string tanks, because it was like going shirtless while wearing a shirt. Next stepped into the short, thin gym shorts, pulling them up his legs until they stretched across his big, muscled thighs and throbbing boner and huge balls. He stared at himself, seeing his tits and their cleavage fully displayed, his big, wild bush showing below the tank, above the shorts, his giant genitals clearly and perfectly outlined by as well as showing through the shorts, the bottom of his huge balls hanging in clear view out the legs of them.

Satisfied, Nick stripped it all off and, carrying the tank and shorts in one hand, went downstairs to where his dad waited in the kitchen, car keys in one hand, the other holding his cell phone up to his ear. Nick slipped on black Old Navy flip-flops and grabbed his small, thin leather money-holder off the counter. His dad was listening to some voicemail messages, so Nick pulled himself up onto the counter and decided to masturbate his huge penis until it was time to leave. He had just spread his legs wider to really get into it when Trey closed his phone, looked at him and grinned. “You look ready for the mall,” he said, laughing.

* * *

Nelly Furtado’s “Say It Right” was blasting in the Hummer as Nick and Trey parked in the large, almost-full parking lot outside the sprawling shopping center that was Southedge Mall. It was as busy as it always was on Sunday afternoons, cars and people going every which-way.

Trey switched off the ignition and turned to Nick. His handsome, hugely muscled son sat totally naked in the seat with his big thighs spread the entire width of the passenger side and his long penis and balls hanging down between them. Trey reminded himself to breathe. “Aight, Naked Man, where you wanna go first?”

“Let’s head over to Guess,” Nick replied, opening his door and stepping out into the parking lot. The hot June air felt amazing against his fully nude body. “I wanna check out what they’ve got and visit Madison, ‘cuz she’s working today.” He heard a gasp nearby and saw a couple women who looked to be about mid-30s walking by openly staring at the huge muscle boy standing naked by the dark green Hummer. Nick touched his big penis as he watched them watching him.

“Nick,” Trey said sharply. He picked up his son’s tank and shorts and tossed them to Nick through the open door. Nick often did this, forgetting to get dressed when he needed to. “Try not to get us arrested, aight?”

Nick pulled on his string tank, and Trey checked out the young man’s big breasts, left almost totally bare by the skimpy tanktop. Then Nick tugged up the scandalous gym shorts, which were sexily tight around his thick thighs, huge genitals and big, bulging bubble-butt.

Trey got out and went around the Hummer. His gaze fixated on the hairy balls hanging out the legs of Nick’s shorts before roaming the entire vision of exhibitionism standing before him. His adrenaline was going crazy as it always did whenever out in public with his son.

Father and son started toward the entrance to the mall. Nick was making small adjustments as he walked: situating the thin straps of his tanktop so they perfectly displayed his big, luscious tits, pulling the shorts a bit lower so more showed – his huge bush bursting out in front, his deep crack peeking out in back. Everyone walking to or from the mall was looking, blatantly staring at Nick as they crossed the small two-lane road to the mall entrance.

Inside, there were people everywhere! Nick felt movement at his crotch from being so skimpily dressed in so public a place and from receiving stares, sometimes open-mouthed stares, from every single person they passed.

“I need to take a piss, son,” Trey said as they walked past the mall customer service kiosk, the guy who worked there talking on the phone but going speechless as he saw Nick.

“Yeah, I do too,” Nick agreed. “It’s fucking busy here. Wonder if we’ll see anyone we know.” Nick was hopeful.

They had to walk through the food court to get to the restrooms. The restaurant area was packed with people: couples, families, groups of friends eating lunch, waiting in lines.

Nick’s penis was gradually hardening in his shorts, which were not only very short, but see-through thin. He loved what he saw on people’s faces: undisguised lust (“Fuck, he’s so big and muscular! Why can’t he just be naked? He might as well be”), curiosity (“Who is that, why’s he dressed that way, is that his dad with him?”), to shock and horror (“Someone needs to tell that guy to put on some fucking clothes! That’s definitely, completely inappropriate!”). Besides the strangers’ thoughts, which he could imagine so well he could almost hear them, Nick heard snippets of conversation about him uttered in low tones and whispers:

“…oh my God…”

“…you can see his nuts!”

“…those arms are huge…”

“What the fuck?!”

“…guy’s got boobs…”

“Is he boned up?”

The food court din faded as Nick and his dad went into the men’s room. A built, dirty-blond-haired guy was standing at a urinal, pissing. Nick immediately noticed that the guy at the urinal had his cargo shorts pushed so low that his entire toned ass was showing. And as Nick went over to the urinal next to him, the guy lifted up his T-shirt so that now all of his lower back and his butt were displayed.

“What’s up, dude?” nick said to the guy, who seemed totally relaxed, just taking a piss. He looked at Nick with sexy green eyes, smiling a bit. Nick noticed the guy’s gaze slip down to Nick’s huge tits before the guy looked into his face again.

“Not much, man. Just here shopping,” he answered. “I’m here with my girlfriend. She’s still down at the Gap, but I needed a burger and a piss.”

“So you’re a drag-along, huh?”

He laughed. “I guess, yeah. I mean I got something at Abercrombie, but I could leave anytime – just gotta wait for her.”

“Ahh, gotcha. Here with my old man,” Nick told the guy as they pissed. Nick had his gym shorts pushed all the way off, laying at his sandaled feet. He stood there in just his string tank, his bare legs set wide apart as he released his piss. His penis was quickly growing erect.

Trey was pissing at the urinal on the other side of Nick. “Your old man? Hey, I’m not that old,” Trey said, chuckling.

Nick smiled at his dad, while beginning to masturbate his huge erection as he stood half-nude between his dad and the guy. He looked back at the guy, who was trying in vain to check out Nick without him noticing. “What’s your name, man? I’m Nick.” “Seth,” he answered, shaking his penis as he finally finished pissing. “Cool meetin’ you, man.” Seth pulled up his shorts a bit, though not enough to fully cover his ass, and went over to the sink. He looked into the mirror and saw Nick behind him, standing at the urinal with his shorts totally off. He just had on a tanktop and was nude otherwise. Daamn! Fuckin’ big ass on that guy – and were those his balls? Those huge round things about the size of two oranges, just hanging there? Fuck! This dude was a bigger exhibitionist than Seth.

Nick and his dad finished pissing at the same time. Seth saw Nick’s dad turn away from the urinal with his shorts up around his waist, while Nick turned without making any effort to pull up his shorts. The guy walked across the bathroom to the sink with a fucking hairy, fucking massive boner swaying between his muscular thighs. The fuckin’ thing looked to be at least a foot long! The guy’s dad seemed completely unsurprised, as though this was nothing out of the ordinary. Seth found himself wondering what Nick’s deal was, and what was up with Nick and his dad.

Nick glanced at Seth as he stood there washing his hands, his long, thick erection resting against the sink counter and actually shooting precum into the sink.

Seth’s instinct told him to NOT let this guy get away, and he scrambled for words. “Uh, dude, you know…it’d be kinda cool to meet up sometime – maybe grab a drink or something,” Seth said, feeling unsure of himself in the presence of a guy who was so huge, so hung and so completely cool with exposing himself, in a public mall of all places.

“Hell yeah, man. We could have a beer somewhere downtown. Why don’t you give my cell a buzz sometime?”

Seth was so excited that he almost said “Wow!” but he caught himself. “Yeah, cool man.” Seth pulled his cell phone out of the pocket of his shorts. “What’s your number?”

(Part 5 will come)