When he came to live with me

Short Shorts

Kev drove us to the mall while I giggled and jumped in the car. I was overwhelmed. After a few minutes of drive, we reached the mall. He parked the car and I hopped out and jumped to the mall. He was teasing and laughing at me. I could not control my joy. I enjoyed my flamboyant self and evident by his giggles, I can assure Kev liked me this way.

He took me to a big clothing shop and navigated to the summer section. Everything was colourful and short. I was mesmerised by all the bright blues, reds, yellows, pinks and greens. I could spot some dark colours as well. All of them had palm trees, rainbows, suns and all things summery. Kev pulled out a navy blue shorts, a white and black striped ones and a yellow one with white polkadots. They looked really short and I hesitated.

"C'mon! Try them, at least", he persuaded. I couldn't deny.

I went in the trial room and took off my jeans. I looked at the three and thought of which one I should try first. I chose the navy one. When I pulled them up my legs, I realized they were too short for me. As I wore it, I could see my white boxer briefs peeking through. They were a little translucent too.

"Kev?", I called him.

"Yeah?"

"Think they're too short."

"What? Show me..."

I was embarrassed to show myself like that even though he had seen much more of me. When I wrote much more, I meant all of my skin. Each nook and cranny. I looked myself at the mirror for the last time, took a long breath and opened the door. He was sitting right in front of me and his eyes were straight in line with my cock. He could not see it of course. He stared at my thighs for a while and I was embarrassed.

"Kev?" I snapped.

"Huh? Yeah...", he emerged from his dreamy state that my thighs sent him into, " I think you'll have to ditch your undies."

That was weird. We both froze for a second and then I ran back into the trial room and slammed the door behind me. I heard him sigh outside. I felt a little suspicion that my thighs turned him on. Well, I could never know. I took off the shorts and stared at my plain white underpants. His voice was ringing in my head. 'I think you'll have to ditch your undies.' I thought for a while.

Finally, I decided to take his suggestion. I took them off me revealed my flaccid penis. It felt awkward. I tried on the striped ones. They were just a short as the previous one. Barely covering my thighs. I could see a silhouette of my cock through them. I thought it was a bad idea and before I started overthinking, I opened the door and showed him.

His eyes widened and I think his jaws dropped for a brief moment. He noticed my cock through the thin fabric. His gaze had started to make me hard. I felt my flaccid dick rising as he ducked down to peek through the small gap between the fabric and my thighs.

"I think I can see your balls...", he confessed with a gap between the slowly enunciated words.

"Kev?", I snapped him again.

What's wrong with him?

"They look nice!", he exclaimed as he moved his bewitched eyes from my bottom to my eyes.

"My... balls?", I enquired.

He silenced for a while and answered,"No! Your thighs... I mean the shorts."

I was so humiliated. I ran back into the trial room and giggled. I heard him sigh again.

I tried the other one. Thankfully, he didn't act weird now. He barely looked at them...

He handed me a few others and I tried them. Most of them got through his inspection but some hot rejected. Finally, I bought six and Kev tried out a few. He bought two.

We looked for some shirts. Colourful silk shirts made for Hawaii. He insisted and convinced me to buy three. He bought a few too.

Then we returned home. I packed my stuff and his after that. He helped me, barely. We had our dinner later and went to sleep in our own beds.

While laying on my bed, I missed him. I had gotten used to his warmth making me fall asleep. I recapitulated his reaction and giggled and when I closed my eyes, I could see his mesmerised eyes in my dark eyelids.