Part 1: Welcum Home…

Tommy was in his first year at college and coming home for the first time for a quick weekend. He had recently turned 19, so his parents would be excited to celebrate with him finally. He excelled in academics and sports, making the varsity soccer team as a freshman. He was in the gym almost every day, and it showed. He was about 6 feet tall, his shoulders were broad and muscular, his pecs were muscular and plump, bigger than most guys, and they bounced when he ran. His abs were defined, and he had a bubble butt that someone could sit on top of. His legs were strong and defined. His hair was a golden blond, which got him the nickname Golden Boy from his family on his dad’s side. Everyone on his dad’s side had dark hair except for him. The men in his family were all bisexual, Tommy included. While he didn’t care for sex with women, he found them attractive and was aroused by some of the things they did.

Tommy was the total package, except for his package.

Tommy’s cut cock sat just under 2 inches when soft. He once got it to measure 4 inches fully hard, so that’s what he told people. He assured himself that most guys were that size because that’s what Google told him, but the locker room told a different story. All the other guys were bigger than him, most of them bigger. He often didn’t shower with the other guys after games and practices, and they gave him a hard time, but he couldn’t reveal his little secret yet.

He was happy to be home with his parents, who would show him love and praise. They raised him to be proud of himself and treat others concerning it. When he had reached puberty, his dad, Charlie, taught him how to masturbate. His dad never touched him but would demonstrate to himself what Tommy should do for maximum pleasure. He taught Tommy that he didn’t need porn to jerk off and that it should be an intimate experience. He liked masturbating with his dad; he loved the bonding experience of sitting side by side completely naked with the man he admired most in the world. He would watch his dad run his masculine hand up the thick 8-inch shaft and gently rub the precum at his slit all around his bulbous cock head. When his dad finally came, he shot stream after stream of cum on his torso, sometimes hitting his mouth; he would even eat it sometimes.

Tommy wanted so badly to taste his father’s cum, but his father said they couldn’t do anything like that until Tommy was an adult. And even then, only if Tommy truly wanted to because he never wanted him to feel like this was something he had to do, including their masturbating together. His mom, Peg, knew about it but saw nothing wrong. She knew that her husband wasn’t being inappropriate with their son, and she didn’t want Tommy to develop unhealthy habits. There were a few times when they masturbated in the living room in front of her but didn’t give it any attention.

When he entered the door, Charlie and Peg threw their arms around their son. They couldn’t believe he’d been gone two months already. They facetimed often, but having your son there wasn’t the same. Charlie admired the way Tommy’s body filled out his clothes. The white t-shirt could barely contain his big arms and massive pecs. Charlie kissed Tommy on the lips, a custom for men in his family. Charlie put his hand on the back of Tommy’s head and forced his tongue into his mouth. His son’s mouth was warm and tasted like the cinnamon roll he ate on the way home. Tommy’s little cock sprang to life, taking no time to go from a soft 2.75 inches to a rock-hard 4.5 inches.

“Gosh, that kissing thing is still unusual to me,” Peg said, standing there.

Charlie reluctantly pulled away from his son, and the hand on the back of Tommy’s head fell to his shoulder. “I don’t criticize your family’s customs, ” he said.

Peg sighed, “I guess.”

“Then let me kiss my son.” Charlie ran his fingers back up through Tommy’s hair and gave him another deep kiss, trying to plunge his tongue in deeper. “You taste so good, son, ” he said, his mouth still pressed against his son’s.

Tommy laughed into the kiss, “It was the cinnamon roll I had for breakfast.” He said with his father’s tongue in his mouth. His cock was hard it felt like it would explode with all the blood that was shoving into it. Charlie pulled away, finally satisfied with the greeting. He felt Tommy’s cock poking him, he loved the little thing.

“It looks like you’re not the only one happy to see me.” Charlie gave his son’s cock a squeeze. “Maybe I should give him a kiss?”

Peg rolled her eyes. “I’m gonna take your bags upstairs,” she said as she grabbed the two bags Tommy had brought. Charlie blocked the stars and got on his knees. He slowly pulled his son’s shorts down and watched the tight little thing spring straight out in front of his face.

“Doesn’t our son have a nice cock?” Charlie asked his wife.

“I’d like to get these bags upstairs.” she insisted.

“Peg, you’re going to give our son a complex if you can’t even look at his cock and compliment it. Is that the kind of mother you want to be?”

She shook her head and looked at her son’s cock. She was surprised it was so small considering how big his father was, but Charlie was right, even for it’s size it was a very attractive cock. “You have a very nice cock, son.”

“Thanks, Mom,” Tommy said, blushing.

She was still looking at it as her husband pursed his lips and kissed the tip of their son’s cock. “Was that necessary?” she demanded.

“Yes, I want our son to feel like one of us loves him. Don’t worry,” he pulled Tommy’s shorts back up. “I’m not going to let you near it. You don’t deserve to be a part of our bond.” He stepped aside and let his wife bring the bags upstairs.

On Saturday night, Tommy and his parents agreed to watch a movie. Tommy sat between them on the couch. “It’s supposed to be good,” Peg said as she turned it on.

“Wanna snuggle with your daddy?” Charlie asked his son.

“Of course,” Tommy said as he nestled into the crook of his father’s arm.

Tommy could smell his father’s natural scent—amazing and masculine. Charlie rubbed his son’s arm, focusing on the bulge of his bicep. About ten minutes into the movie, Charlie lets his hand slip down Tommy’s arm to his side. “Daddy, that tickles.” Tommy laughed.

“Sorry, I’ll be careful,” Charlie said as Tommy repositioned and rested his head on his father’s lap. Charlie loved having his son so close to his cock, resting on it, knowing that he came from that cock.

Charlie rested his hand on Tommy’s hip, letting it gently fall forward onto his son’s crotch. Tommy knew what his father was doing and moved his arm, so the angle was easier for this father. Charlie massaged his son’s groin, feeling the soft little cock react immediately to his touch. A small tent formed in the athletic shorts Tommy was wearing. Charlie used a couple of his fingers to massage the slightly bigger than a grape balls under his son’s erect little cock. They were soft and tender. “You feel warm, son,” Charlie said. “Why don’t you take your clothes off?”

“Is that necessary?” Peg asked.

“Would it make you more comfortable, son?” Charlie asked.

“It would.”

“Fine,” Peg said. She got up and helped Tommy out of his shirt, then pulled his shorts off to see his erect penis. “Are you ever not hard, son?” She tossed the clothes aside and then sat back on the couch.

Tommy rested his head back on his father’s lap, feeling the stiff large cock begging to be released from his sweat. Charlie wasted no time and grabbed his son’s little cock. Tommy felt nervous; even though his father praised him and his body, he still felt inadequate about his size. Charlie stroked it slowly, going down the short shaft and pressing on Tommy’s balls with his fist, then bringing it back up slowly and massaging the perfect little mushroom head. Tommy always had a lot of precum, like a leaky faucet, and Charlie loved it. He took his finger and ran it along his son’s piss slit, then brought it to his mouth. He looked down at his son, who was looking up at him and sucked his son’s precum off his finger.

Tommy sat up and pulled at his father’s sweats, and Charlie obliged. He then pulled off his shirt so that both of them were completely naked on the couch. Peg was oblivious.

Charlie’s body was muscular; he went to the gym often. His body was also covered in a thick dark pelt of hair: his chest, arms, back, stomach, legs, balls, and ass were all full of thick black hair. He had short, curly hair on his head. Charlie’s cut cock was as stiff as his son’s but almost twice the size at 8 inches.

Tommy took a deep whiff of his father’s thick pubes, then got to work on his cock. He kissed it from the base to the tip, giving the piss slit extra attention with his tongue, flicking it and trying to open it to get his tongue as deep as he could. Charlie rested his head on the back of the couch, in pure ecstasy, with his son on his cock.

Tommy sucked on the tip first, careful to take his time sucking on the massive cock. He worked his way down 4 inches, just a bit smaller than his own; that was easy and not a lot to take in. He popped that 4 inches in and out of his mouth, savoring the taste of the precum that leaked on his tongue with each suck. Then he added another two inches, feeling the massive cock head hit the back of his throat, choking.

“Are you okay? Peg asked. She looked over at her husband and son, her son holding his father’s cock and her husband with his hand on their son’s cock. “What’s going on?”

“I was resting on Dad’s lap, then his cock flew up and smacked my throat; I’m just trying to move it out of the way,” he said, moving the cock around but not letting go of it.

“My hand is just resting here, Peg,” he said with his son’s cock wrapped in his hand while he jerked it. “it’s messed up that you would think anything inappropriate is going on here. If Tommy was going to suck on my big daddy cock do you think he’d do it with his mother on the couch?”

“You’re right,” she said, not taking in that her son was stroking his father, her husband’s cock right in front of her. She turned back to the movie.

Before her head was even turned, Tommy put his father’s cock back in his mouth. He sucked vigorously, sliding the six inches in with ease. Carefully, he slid another inch in, feeling the bulbous head stretch his throat. He pulled it out and took a couple of breaths, careful not to gag on it. Then we went back down on the massive cock and forced the 8th inch in. His lips felt the tickle of the pubic hair, his nose buried in it, taking deep breaths to smell it. He pulled off the cock again; thick strands of saliva hung from his mouth to several parts of the massive cock.

Charlie leaned down and drew Tommy’s mouth to his, getting a sloppy, wet kiss from his son, the saliva coating his chin. “Your cock taste’s so good, Daddy,” Tommy said. Charlie glanced at Peg, who didn’t register.

“You’re the best cocksucker, son,” Charlie said as he gently pushed his son back on his cock. This time, Charlie pushed the cock in. He held his son’s head in place as he fucked his mouth, shoving all 8 inches into his son’s throat again and again and again. “Mmm. That’s so good, son. You’re way better at this than your mother. She’s no good at sucking cock.”

As he fucked his son, he continued to stroke Tommy’s little cock quickly. “Cum for me, son.”

Tommy lay fully on his back; his legs spread so that his mom could easily see him getting jerked off by his father. “Mmm. Fuck daddy. Fuck I’m gonna cum. You’re going to make me cum.”

As Charlie felt his son’s little balls tighten, he slowed his stroke.

“Oh, fuck daddy, fuck fuck fuck!”

Thick white ropes of cum shot out of Tommy’s cock all over his chest and stomach; some hit his mouth and chin. Peg looked over, and her son’s little pink butt hole was clenching and unclenching. “Seriously, what the fuck is happening?” she demanded, seeing her husband’s hand firmly gripped on their son’s cock as cum shot out of it.

“Mmm. fuck daddy, that felt so good.”

“What does it look like, Peg?”

“This is sick.”

Charlie took his finger and wiped some of the cum off of his son’s chest and licked it off his fingers. “It’s the best cum I’ve ever tasted; want some?” he scooped up more cum and held it out to her.

“No, I don’t want to eat our son’s fucking cum, Charlie. What is wrong with you?”

“What’s wrong is Daddy needs to cum.”

“I can help you, daddy.” Tommy turned over and went down on his father’s cock, taking all 8 inches in immediately. He pumped his father’s cock in and out of his mouth, stretching his throat so much with the massive cock head that it hurt. He loved it.

“What is happening?” Peg demanded.

“What’s happening is your adult son is better at sucking my cock than you are. I don’t think I ever want you to suck it again. Oh, fuck, that’s it, son, I’m going to cum… oh, I’m going to cum.”

“I can’t watch this.” Peg cried, getting up to leave.

“Sit down, shut the fuck up, and watch our son swallow my cum.” Charlie shouted.

Peg immediately sat down, fearful of her husband.

“That’s it, son,” Charlie said, thrusting his cock into his son’s throat. “Daddy’s gonna cum… you’re gonna make daddy cum, you’re so good… of fuck Tommy, I love you, fuck fuck fuck Tommy AHHHHH!”

Charlie shot thick hot ropes of cum into his son’s mouth. Tommy gagged a little but never pulled his mouth off his father’s cock. Charlie shot at least ten thick ropes of cum into his son’s mouth and then five more smaller ones.

Tommy pulled off his father’s cock, the cum soaked saliva strands evident in his mouth. “That was the single greatest orgasm of my life, son.” He leaned down and drove his tongue into his son’s mouth, tasting his cum.

Charlie turned to his wife. “You can have the bed tonight; I’ll sleep with Tommy,” he said. Tommy sat on his father’s lap, naked and spent. Charlie licked the remainder of cum off Tommy’s body. Then, they went to bed together, naked and covered in sweat and the stench of cum.

*****

Part 2: Furniture Store…

After Tommy sucked his father’s massive load in front of his mom, he felt awkward when he woke up the next morning. His dad had yelled at his mom and shared a bed with him, but when he got up, his parents were in the kitchen talking like normal.

“Good morning, Tommy.” His mother greeted him as she put an array of breakfast foods on a plate.

“Good… morning?” Tommy responded/

“What’s wrong, champ?” His father asked.

“Nothing, I guess… I just… last night.”

“It’s fine, ” his mother said as she set the plate down and gestured for him to sit down. Tommy obliged slowly. “Your father and I talked it over. He was raised in a very different household than I was, so what you two were doing last night had a different meaning to me than it did to the both of you.”

Tommy looked at his father for reassurance. “It’s true, son,” Charlie started. Tommy picked up the sausage link on his plate. “While your mother grew up in a more traditional household, I grew up in a…” Tommy wrapped his lips around the sausage and slowly slid some of it into his mouth as he watched his father, who shifted a little. “less, um, less traditional household. I only had brothers, and my father encouraged us to experiment with each other instead of watching porn. For my family, sex is as normal as playing baseball or video games.” Tommy took a bite as his father paused and wiped some drool from the corner of his mouth. “Uh, sex isn’t always uh… romantic. It can be a way to show someone how much you care about them.”

“That makes sense,” Tommy said.

“Alright, boys. We must get dressed to take my mom shopping for a new chair. Don’t be long finishing up, okay, sweetie?” Peg said as she got up, kissed Tommy on the head, and then left the room.

“You fucking beast.” Charlie sensually growled at Tommy.

Tommy shot him a sly look as he took another bite of sausage. Charlie stood up to show his son the massive tent in his PJ pants. “Now we have to go out with your grandma, and I’ll I’m gonna think about face fucking you.” He walked over to his son and pulled the beast out. “How much did you like sucking on daddy’s cock last night?” he said, letting his cock head bob in front of his son’s face.

“I loved it, daddy.” Tommy smiled.

“Smell it.” He said, putting his cock right under Tommy’s nose. Tommy took a big whiff and could smell last night’s cum and the sweat of sleep. “You’re gonna suck daddy’s dirty cock later.”

Tommy’s cock sprang to life in his pants. “Fuck Dad, now I’m horny.”

Charlie reached down and felt his son’s bulge, pressing his balls and cock tighter against Tommy’s face. “Good, I’m gonna punish you today for getting me so worked up.”

“What do you mean?” Tommy asked.

Charlie grabbed the buttoned opening of Tommy’s PJ pants and yanked it open, tearing the hole beyond repair. “What the fuck, Dad? I get you horny, and you rip my clothes?” He couldn’t help but enjoy the way his cock looked as it stood erect in the now-torn pants.

“That wasn’t your punishment so that I could see that perfect little guy.” Charlie bent over and kissed his son’s cock head. “Now go get dressed.”

Tommy and his parents slowly walked through the furniture store, looking at everything his grandma and mom wanted, even though they were only there for a chair. They went to an 18+ store because they did not want obnoxious children to mess with their sales. It was a brilliant tactic; this place always had many customers.

Tommy and his dad looked at a waist-high dresser with a cabinet on the end and an array of drawers across the rest. “This is interesting,” Tommy said as he opened the cabinet. Charlie looked inside as Tommy opened a couple of drawers. He saw the key for the cabinet part and grabbed it to look at it. He also noticed that a part of Tommy’s sweatpants had caught on the lock gadget, and an evil thought crossed his mind.

Charlie closed the cabinet while Tommy was still messing with the drawers, then locked it and stuck the key in his pocket. “Come on, son, your mom and grandma are moving.”

“Okay… wait,” Tommy said, realizing his pants were stuck. “I’m caught in this cabinet.” Tommy pulled on the knob of the door, but it wouldn’t budge. “It feels like it’s locked.” He tried to pull harder, but nothing happened.

Charlie came over and pulled on the door, knowing it wouldn’t open. “Huh, that’s odd. Did you see a key in the drawers?”

“No. Fuck.” Tommy cursed. “I hope this doesn’t wreck my pants.”

“Oh, maybe if we tug on them, they’ll come out.”

“No! I don’t want them to tear, they’re expensive! Go get a manager and see if they have the key.”

Tommy panicked as his dad walked off. That manager had to have a key or some other way to open this damn cabinet. He couldn’t take his pants off, and he never wore underwear when he wore sweatpants.

“What’s going on, son?” his mom asked as she returned with his grandma. “Are you interested in this dresser?”

“No, my pants are caught in the door. Dad went to ask the manager for the key.”

Charlie returned with a well-built middle-aged man wearing a white button-up that showed his hair nipples on his firm chest. “Oh, you are stuck, ” he said when he saw Tommy’s pants. The man tried at the door. “Well, shoot.”

“What, what is it?” Tommy panicked.

“The only key for this thing is inside.”

“Can’t you like… take it off the hinges?”

“I’m sorry, sir. The hinges are on the inside. It makes the dresser look nicer.”

“Fuck.” Tommy muttered. “What am I supposed to do?”

“Can he take the pants off and walk around in his underwear? It’s too hot for him to sit outside in the car.” Charlie asked.

Tommy felt a little lightheaded at the realization. His dad had done this to him to punish him. “I guess that’s fine, ” the manager shrugged.

“I can’t.” Tommy pleaded. “There has to be another way to get this open.” The manager shook his head. Tommy sighed. “I can’t walk around in my underwear because I’m not wearing underwear.”

“Oh, Tommy.” His grandmother tsked.

“It’s adults only in here; surely it’s not a problem if he walks around half-naked?” His father pushed.

“Of course, it’s not okay; that’s indecent exposure.”

“But he’s stuck; if everyone here is fine with it, can he? It’s not big.”

Tommy’s heart sank, and his face burned. How could his father do that to him?

“Oh,” the manager looked down at Tommy’s tiny bulge. “Oh, I see. I guess that shouldn’t be a problem then.” The manager pulled out a radio and pushed a button, “Attention staff, a guest has got their pants caught in a cabinet so that they will be taking their pants off. The client is also not wearing underwear today, so they will be half-naked. His cock is small. If any of your clients are uncomfortable, please radio me in the next 20 seconds.”

Tommy wished he could crawl into the cabinet. He tried to will someone in the store to radio back to the manager, but the 20 seconds passed without a sound. “Okay, I guess take them off.” Tommy swallowed and slowly pulled his pants down. He turned from his family and the manager, his butt facing them. As the pants slipped off his plump cheeks, they jiggled. “Oh wow, nice ass.”

The pants caught in the cabinet made it difficult for Tommy to step out of them, so he had to climb up on the dresser. He could feel the air on his hole as he climbed up, and his cheeks opened. “That is a pink hole, ” his father beamed.

“Pinker than any clit I’ve seen.” The manager added. Charlie laughed with him.

“Can we hurry it up, Tommy? We still need to find grandma a chair, ” his mother chided.

Tommy managed to get both legs out of the pants and put a hand over his groin as he got off the dresser. “Okay, let’s not take all day with this, please,” Tommy said.

“I need to see your cock.” The manager stopped them. “I need proof that it is small; the customers agreed to a small cock walking around; if you turn out to be huge, that could create a problem.”

Tommy looked down, annoyed and embarrassed. He moved one hand, the other hand still completely covering his cock and balls. “Are you sure this isn’t enough, dude?” He begged.

“I’m sorry, but it’s not.”

Tommy moved his hand. “Oh, that is small.” The manager said, then walked away.

“Do you have the fucking key?” Tommy muttered to his dad as they started around the store.

“I did, but I stuffed it in a couch cushion somewhere.” He flashed Tommy a wicked grin; it was sexy. Tommy felt a tickle in his cock. Fuck.

“Why are you doing this?”

“It’s always been a dream of mine to do something like this, be with a cute guy who’s exposed in public. I never dreamt it’d be with my beautiful son.”

Tommy tugged at his shirt to pull it over his cock, but it wasn’t long enough, even for his little cock. On a normal guy, the shirt would, but because his pecs were so big, the shirt pulled up. “Fuck these tits,” Tommy said, covering his cock with his hands again.

Charlie put a hand on his son’s shoulder to stop him, then put his mouth to his son’s ear, “Admit it,” he said in a low sensual voice, “this is fucking hot. Your perfect ass is on display for anyone behind you, your big beautiful tits are pulling your shirt up like a bimbo, and it’s making that little cock of yours want to wake up.”

He was right. It was exciting being exposed. He liked when other people commented on how nice his body was, but he never let them see his cock. He showed off his ass to anyone on campus who asked to see it, never his hole though.

Charlie continued, “Imagine everyone in the store looking at your beautiful little cock. They can’t believe it’s that small. How does that make you feel?”

Tommy’s cock pressed against his hand as it stiffened.

“Fuck Dad.” He muttered.

“Show me.”

“No.”

“Show daddy your cock.”

Tommy obliged and opened his hands so that his dad could see he was hard. Charlie gave him a soft smack on the butt before walking ahead, grinning.

“How does this couch feel?” his mom asked as he caught up. Tommy realized one of the sales associates was now helping them. She was pretty and young, with brown hair cascading onto her shoulders and breasts, nicely filling her sweater.

Charlie sat down. “It’s nice. Come have a seat, son.” Charlie patted the cushion next to him. Tommy sat down.

“It’s nice, mom.” He mumbled.

“Why don’t we look at mattresses?” Charlie asked as Peg contemplated the couch.

“Sure, I don’t think we need a couch right now.”

Tommy rolled his eyes. The women turned to walk away; as Tommy stood up, Charlie grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked. Tommy’s arms flew out as he tried to brace himself for the fall, his hard little cock fully exposed. He landed hard on the couch next to his father again. Charlie reached over and gave the little cock a few quick tugs, then followed the women.

“Fuck.” Tommy moaned, looking down at his cock. There was a small dot of precum on his slit now. He stood up and put his hands back in position.

In the mattress section, his dad was already lying on a mattress. “Tommy, go lay next to your father and tell me if you like that mattress, ” his mother said.

“I’m good.”

“Tommy, don’t disobey your mother.” His grandma scolded. She gave him a firm smack on his ass. He let out an ow as his grandma said, “Now!”

The saleswoman stifled a laugh as he walked past her to the mattress his dad was lying on. Not moving his hands, he sat on the bed and carefully laid down. “It’s nice, ” he said.

“You should get a picture of us!” Charlie said to his wife.

“Oh, that would be cute!” Peg said, pulling out her phone.

“I don’t think we need any pictures of me half-naked in public.”

“Oh, get over it.” His mother said. “Say cheese!”

Charlie quickly looped his arm over Tommy so that it pulled one of his hands off his cock. With the pressure, he used his groin to buck Tommy forward, pulling the other hand off his cock and pinning it under him. “Cheese!” Charlie called.

Tommy was mortified. His erect cock was now on display for his mom, grandma, and the attractive saleswoman. He tried to wrestle out of his dad’s grasp but couldn’t.

Peg and her mother looked at the picture. “Oh, it’s cute.” Peg cooed.

“His little cock is in there too.” His grandma said.

“I don’t think my manager agreed to that.” The saleswoman pointed to Tommy’s erect penis. “We were told small cock, not erect cock.”

“How about…” Charlie started in, Tommy was getting angry. “We measure it. If it’s big enough to be inappropriate, we’ll leave, but if he’s too small to be considered an aroused man, then we can stay?”

The woman pondered it. “I’ll ask my manager while I look for a tape measure.” she looked at Tommy’s penis and smirked, “But I don’t think that’ll be necessary.” She walked away. Tommy felt embarrassed, but his cock was rock hard. Why did this so turn him on?

Peg and her mom started looking at another mattress.

“Do you feel how hard my cock is in my pants?” his father was in his ear again. Tommy could feel it. The massive meat was pressed hard against his ass. “It’s taking all my strength to not fuck you on this bed right now.”

“Daddy, I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s extremely humiliating to be exposed like this, and you keep making comments about how small I am.”

“I’m sorry my comments are upsetting you,” Charlie said, still not letting his son go. “Any time I mention your cock, I am talking about it with love. It is perfect the way it is. I wanna show it to the world I’m so damn proud that’s my boy and his cock.” Tommy’s cock jumped. Charlie chuckled seductively into Tommy’s ear, “You’re so fucking hard, you love being humiliated.”

The saleswoman returned with the manager; she was holding a tape measure. “Veronica here will measure the cock; anything under 5 inches is small enough not to cause a problem.” The manager said.

“I can measure it,” Tommy said, his father finally letting him go.

“No, I’ll need Veronica here to do it; I don’t want you lying to us.”

Tommy stood up, his penis sticking straight out and harder than ever. The woman took the tape measure and put it at the base of his cock. The touch of it and her fingers grazing his cock made his cock twitch. She jumped slightly, startled, then giggled, “Ew, he’s precumming!”

They all looked to see a large dribble of precum coming hanging out of his slit. “Oh really, Tommy.” his mother said. She pulled a tissue out of her bra and wiped the tip of his penis aggressively. Tommy didn’t think his face could get any warmer.

The woman put the tape measure back in place, his cock twitched again at her touch, but this time she didn’t flinch. It doesn’t take much of the tape measure to get to the end of his cock. Tommy’s jaw dropped at the sight of the measurement. “4 1/2 inches,” Veronica said. “I guess the little cock isn’t a problem.”

With the manager’s permission, they continued walking. They got into a section of the store set up for kid rooms. Tommy stopped trying to hide his cock now, believing he couldn’t possibly face anything more humiliating than an attractive woman telling him his cock was not only not 5 inches, but a whole half inch less than that.

One woman walked passed and audibly said, “This doesn’t feel appropriate for this store.”

“The manager said his cock was only 4 1/2 inches, so it was too small to be sexual.” The saleswoman helping her said.

“Oh, heavens, yes, that’s true. It is a little thing, isn’t it?” They walked away, Tommy feeling more and more upset.

It felt like they suddenly kept walking past people, but none of them were looking at furniture. They all pointed at his cock, then they’d giggle or whisper to each other. He was sure a couple of people took a picture of him.

They came up to a bunk bed, and Peg told him to climb in and take a picture. “This isn’t necessary, mom. Look at me. Haven’t I been through enough?”

“You? Look at what you’ve put me through! My son is half-naked, walking around the store while I’m trying to buy my mother a chair. And, to top it off, his little penis is erect. The least you can do for me is climb into that bed for a picture!”

Reluctantly, he started up the ladder, no longer possessing the energy to fight anyone. “I’ll help you up, champ,” Charlie said as he put his hands on Tommy’s bare ass. He positioned his hands so that he could spread Tommy’s cheeks and press a thumb against his son’s hole. Tommy felt precum pulse out of his cock; he looked down and saw a little puddle on the ladder.

“Oh cute, hold that!” Peg said. She snapped a photo, not realizing her husband was fingering their son. “So cute!”

Charlie gave Tommy a push, forcing him to let out a moan as he pushed up onto the bed; his cock dragged along the silky bedding, leaving a trail of precum. He smiled for a picture, then climbed down as his mom and grandma walked away again. “What the fuck, dad?” he whispered.

“I’m about to cum in my pants just looking at you like this.” his dad said. He lifted his shirt slightly to reveal he’d pulled his cock up through his waistband, which was soaked from the precum dribbling out.

“Then why don’t you pull your cock out and join me? This is getting ridiculous!”

“I’m too big to be exposed like that. Your perfect little cock is small enough to be out, according to the manager’s rules. Stop pretending you’re not enjoying this.” His dad tapped his stiff cock. It bobbed slightly twice before sticking straight out again.

“Oh honey, here are the chairs!” Peg called.

“We’ll be right over; I just have to tie my shoe!” Charlie knelt in front of Tommy. He looked up in his son’s eyes, the small cock not doing anything to obstruct their gaze. Tommy liked the sight of his father’s face under his small cock. Charlie opened his mouth slightly, then slowly sighed, the warm air tickling Tommy’s small balls and cock. Tommy lost his balance for a moment as he moaned and stumbled forward. Charlie caught Tommy by the waist and let Tommy’s cock go into his mouth. As Tommy steadied himself, Charlies slowly pulled his mouth off the little cock, running his tongue along the underside.

“Fuuuuuuck, dad. I’m so close, it fucking hurts how close.” Tommy cried.

“You need to release, champ?”

“Fuck yeah. Can we please find a bathroom?”

“Boys, get over here!” Peg demanded.

“No time for the bathroom, champ.” his dad said. “We’ll be right over, hun.” With that, Charlie slapped Tommy hard right on the crack of his bubble butt. Precum dropped from his cock. Then Charlie slipped a finger into Tommy’s hole and guided him towards the chair section.

“Mmmm dad, mm fuck, what the mmmm ffffuck are you doing?”

“You said you needed to cum, so Daddy’s gonna make his boy cum.”

Tommy looked ahead and saw at least 20 people in the chair section. “But dad, uh fuck yeah, mmmm…. there’s too many people.”

Charlie ignored his son and continued to finger him while pushing him forward by his ass. His cock throbbed as his son’s tight virgin hole clenched on his finger. They got over to his mom and grandma, Charlie aggressively ramming his finger into his son’s sweaty hole.

“Oh fuck.” Tommy moaned. “I’m gonna cum… I’M GONNA CUM!” he shouted. Charlie yanked his finger out of his son’s ass and stepped aside so no one could see what he was doing. All the heads in the area turned to look at Tommy as he shot ropes of cum out of his small cock. “Oh FUCK YEAH! MMMMM FUCK!” he whimpered. The cum doused the leather chair in front of him with more cum than he’d ever seen come out of his cock before.

As he came down from the best orgasm of his life, he looked around to see the shocked faces, then his mother and grandma looking horrified. He looked down and saw that his cock had already gone completely soft.

The manager said, “Look, I know this goes without saying at this point, but I think it’s time for you to leave.”

“We understand,” Charlie said.

“I am shocked there was so much cum in that little cock.” The manager said, looking down at the chair. Tommy’s mom and grandma made their way to and out the door. “I think you should clean this up before you go.”

“Do you have some paper towels?” Tommy asked.

“Look, pervert, you’re gonna lick that up like the baby cock pervert you are.”

Tommy looked at his father for help. “I think that’s fair, son.”

Tommy could see a look in his father’s eyes; he was eager to see his son lick his cum off the leather chair. Tommy bent over and started to lick up the cum. He felt a groin press against his butt, a stiff cock inside his pants. “Make sure you get every drop.” The manager said it was his cock pressed up against Tommy’s ass.

Tommy felt his cock go hard again. He licked up every drop of his cum, surprised that he liked the salty liquid.

“Please tell me you won’t be pressing charges?” Charlie asked the manager.

“No, the fact we let him be naked this long is a red flag on our part. We should have known better, but I enjoyed the show, “he said with a wink.

They had to walk out through the crowd of shoppers, each of them with their phones out and pointed at his erect little cock. They pointed and laughed, but he didn’t care. He wanted to get home and suck his dad’s dirty cock.

 

To Be Continued…?

 

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