Date: Wed, 13 Nov 2019 21:21:54 +0000 (UTC) From: Cubby Hole Subject: DO OR DIE Chapter 3 DO OR DIE CHAPTER 3 I didn't expect to wake up alone. I could hear the TV on in the living room, so I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and stretched. I found my phone and was surprised to see it was closer to lunch than breakfast. I put my phone down and my mind drifted to Aaron, and I wondered what he was wearing, if anything, as he watched TV. Maybe he'd be naked. Maybe in his briefs. I reached down and stroked my morning wood under the covers before the need to piss got the best of me. I got myself out of bed and walked out of my room, my cock leading the way. Aaron was, as expected, in his underwear on the couch. He looked at my cock, then we made eye contact. "Good morning," I said with a smile. "Hey." I left the bathroom door open while I pissed, knowing he could hear my urine hit the bowl. I shook the last drips of piss from my now limp cock and flushed before joining him on the sofa. "What time do you want to head back home?" "Dunno." He kept looking at me, tugging at his hard cock under his briefs. I scratched under my balls, slightly pulling on them. I was forming an idea and debated if he would be up for it. Knowing how much we'd done in the last few days, I wondered if he'd be up for a little bit of fun in public. "How about we go get lunch and do some shopping before I drop you off." "What kind of shopping?" "It's a surprise," I said, as I patted his leg. It was another hot day, and I was already feeling frisky, so I threw on a clean tank top, fresh black boxer briefs, and a pair of loose fitting cotton shorts. I loved the way my hairy legs looked, showing off my calves and the bottom of my thighs. The shorts showed off my bulge. My shoulders looked huge in the tank and I loved showing off my hairy arm pits. Fuck, I was turning myself on as I checked myself out in my bedroom mirror. Aaron was dressed in his usual t-shirt and shorts. I needed to update his closet, but one day at a time. Today was all about getting him in some sexy briefs that showed off his muscular, smooth ass. An hour later, we were leaving the fast food restaurant and walking across the parking lot to the department store. We walked through the crowds, our bodies touching, until we found the escalator going up to the Mens floor. Aaron moved in front of me. I stood behind him and put my hand on his hip, pulling him close, hoping he could feel my growing cock in my shorts. On the outside, I knew I looked like any other dad holding on to his son, but on the inside, I wanted to fuck my boy right there. Once we got to the right floor, I took his hand and led him to the far corner, where they kept the mens underwear. The area was fairly quiet, save for the music playing from the overhead speakers. "What are we doing here?" Aaron sounded nervous. "I thought you might want to start wearing something besides tighty whities," I said, with a smile. "I guess, but what about mom?" "I'll tell her I bought `em. No big deal. You're my son, too." I grabbed him by his neck and kissed the top of his head. "You guys doing okay over here?" I looked up and saw a sales clerk, a little younger than me, standing a few feet away. We were between the shelves, hidden from the rest of the sales floor. He was taller than me, blonde with piercing green eyes. His dress clothes fit him well, showing off his pecs and a slight belly. I wondered if he was hairy or not. Aaron tensed under my arm. I slowly let him go and he turned away, pretending to look at the boxes of underwear on the wall. "Yeah, we're good. Just looking at new briefs for my son." I wasn't automatically sure that this guy was into other guys, but I wanted to tease him a bit. See if he took the bait. "You've come to the right place. I'm Scott. What do you wear now?" He asked Aaron, directly. Aaron looked over his shoulder and said "briefs" without any inflection. I wasn't sure if Aaron knew what I was trying to get at, but he didn't seem interested. "What about you? Looking for new briefs?" I smiled and shook my head. "Nah, I'm good. We're just here for him." "We have a sale going on right now, for Calvin Kleins. Twenty percent off both their briefs and boxer briefs. Wanna check `em out?" Maybe he was into guys, I thought, as my cock started to grow. I didn't acknowledge it, but I hoped Scott saw it. I wasn't going to do anything about it just yet, though. "What do you think, son?" Aaron looked me up and down before saying, "Boxer briefs, like my dad". "Cool. They're over here." I kept one hand on Aaron's shoulder as we followed him to the corner. Scott's bubble butt looked amazing under his pants, and I wondered if he ever had his ass eaten. Fuck. Where was this coming from? Before the other day, I would never have thought of sex with another man, and here I am, thinking of bending this guy over and eating his ass in front of my fourteen year old son. I was actually glad to be wearing underwear, or else my cock would be tenting my shorts. I could already feel my cock leaking precum. I wondered if I was showing, but I didn't dare look down to check. Scott stopped, grabbed the boxer briefs from the shelf, and gave it to Aaron. The model was stunning, with smooth abs, and a cheeky smile. Aaron blushed a little. As Aaron looked it over, I watched Scott. Scott was definitely checking out my kid. Scott's eyes lingered at my son's crotch. Maybe he was wondering what Aaron would look like, or maybe what his cock looked like. "Can I touch them?" "We're not supposed to open the packages, but they're super soft. They're also really popular. We sell a ton of these." "Damn," Aaron cussed under his breath, surprising me. It was different hearing him cuss while we were fucking around, but it was super hot hearing him cuss in public. I watched as Aaron thumbed the box a little more, turning it around in his hands. Scott, however, was looking over the shelves. Eyeing the room. I saw him touch his belt buckle. He finally made eye contact with me. I couldn't tell what he was thinking, but the small space was suddenly muggy with sexual tension. I nodded, agreeing with whatever Scott was thinking. If Aaron sensed anything, he acted oblivious. "I'm actually wearing the same pair, so if you're okay with it, you can touch mine." He didn't wait for an answer, as he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He pulled the zipper down and pulled out his shirttails. Aaron gasped at the size of Scott's bulge. I was even impressed. His cock was hard and very thick, thicker than mine. The spandex material stretched over every vein on this man's cock. His nuts were egg sized, and the material clung tightly around each one. Precum leaked out of the engorged helmet head. My mouth watered. Aaron looked up at me with a little bit of fear and maybe apprehension. I decided to take charge and reached over and groped the stranger's hard dick. "Yeah, they feel very soft. I might actually get my own pair." I moved my hand away. "Go ahead, son. Feel them." "Hurry up," Scott whispered. Aaron slowly reached out and touched Scott's dick. He stroked it gently, feeling the material and the hardness underneath. "Fuck. Stop." Aaron quickly pulled back as Scott's piss slit open and a drop of thick cum gushed out of his briefs. Scott willed himself to not cum, and after coming down, he quickly fixed his shirt and his pants. "I'll meet you guys at the check out counter," he said as he walked away. "You okay, son?" I asked, as Aaron hadn't moved or said anything. "Yeah, that was just, um, a lot." "Yeah, it was. You know that I never want you to get hurt, so if you feel uncomfortable with anything that happens, please let me know." "I liked it." "Me too, son. Me too." I grabbed another box of boxer briefs and Aaron and I walked over to the counter, where an older woman was ringing up another customer. As soon as the other customer was finished, we moved up to the front as Scott came around the corner. He looked a little flushed and I noticed his face was a little damp. "You okay?" the woman asked. "Yeah. I'm good. I'll take care of `em." "Thanks for shopping with us," the woman told us, as she walked away. Once she was out of earshot, we were alone again. Scott swiped the first box across the scanner and whispered, "You guys really father and son?" "Yeah." Aaron stood silently next to me. "That's so hot." "Thanks. I assume you had to go finish yourself off." Scott blushed. "Is there a restroom we could go to? I wanna get my son into these boxers as fast as possible." Scott looked around as he bagged both boxes of our new underwear. "I would love to watch you two go at it some time." "When are you off?" Scott checked his watch. "I'm actually off in ten minutes. There's a men's bathroom on this floor, just out of the shoe section. It's usually dead during the day. I can meet you there in fifteen." I looked down at Aaron. "What do you say, son? Wanna wear these guys home?" Aaron swallowed. I could tell the gears turning in his head. "Yeah. That sounds fun." To be continued...