I had never thought of our local mall as a place to find special friends, but then I guess their slogan was true, 'Madison Mall, Everything you need under one roof.'
It was a Tuesday afternoon and I was at the mall checking out the new skateboards and rollerblades at the sporting goods store when I saw two young men checking out the skating t-shirts. They looked to be about my age, nineteen or twenty. One of them was wearing a pair of jean shorts with worn holes in the back that allowed one to see a small section of his butt cheeks whenever he leaned the right way or bent down to a lower rack. It was clear after I had sneaked a few peaks that he wasn't wearing any underwear under his shorts, or if he was, they were rather skimpy. I nonchalantly wandered over to the t-shirt racks, I wanted to get a closer look at these two and see them from the front too.
I walked to the other side of the racks and pretended to look over the shirts, but was actually eyeing them up. The guy with the holey shorts was really cute, he had his blonde hair cut short in the back and on the sides but had long bangs hanging down almost over his eyes. The neck of his t-shirt was cut down about six inches exposing a smooth tanned section of his chest. The other guy had dark black hair; with what I would say was a baby face, not even a hint of peach fuzz. His eyes were deep and dark green and his skin was a beautiful natural dark brown. He was wearing a tank top and when he lifted his arms to pull a shirt off the top rack, I could see he had no hair on his pits and I got a clear view of his smooth chest and one of his small dark brown nipples. As I walked around the rack, I saw he was wearing a dark purple pair of biker shorts which clung so tight to his really slender body that one could easily see the firm roundness of his tight tiny ass and the outline of his genitals through the tight fabric.
"Excuse me." I said softly as I reached for a shirt on the rack in front of him. He stepped back a step.
"No problem man," he replied. "They have some nice shirts here don't they?"
"Yeah," I answered smiling at them. "They have a lot of cool stuff here."
"Yeah, yeah they do." The other guy said. I saw out of the corner of my eye he was looking me up and down. I turned slightly so he could see my own tight ass. He pulled a shirt off the rack and held it out to me. "I think this one would look awesome on you."
"Really, you think?" I asked smiling and held the shirt up to my neck. "I do love the purple tie dye."
"Oh Brody," The other guy laughed. "You just think everyone looks sexy in purple."
"Well purple is a sexy color Toby," he said as he slapped him on his tight biker shorts covered ass. "Purple is real sexy."
"Well maybe I should get it then," I winked at Brody. "I like to look sexy."
"Well I think," Toby chimed in. "That you'd look sexy in anything."
I blushed.
"Yeah, you'd look sexy in anything," Brody paused and then laughed. "Of course I think you'd look sexy in nothing too."
"Gosh you guys are making me blush." I said as I put the shirt back on the rack. "But I can't really afford a new shirt today."
Brody pulled Toby back a few feet and whispered something in his ear. Toby looked over to me and smiled and then nodded.
"So, my names Toby, and this is Brody." He said smiling.
"Hi guys, I'm Jake."
"Well Jake," Brody said. "We'd be willing to buy you a shirt if you'd come over to our place and model it for us."
Toby was laughing quietly; Brody elbowed him in the ribs and laughed.
"I couldn't ask you guys to buy me a shirt," I smiled. "We just met."
"Well you aren't asking us," Brody replied. "We're offering to buy you a shirt, if you want one."
"Well sure," I smiled. "I'd love a new shirt."
"But you have to model it for us." Toby chimed in laughing.
"Okay, sure I could do that." I replied, figuring what the hell, I had nothing better to do today; I could go hang out with a couple of new friends and model a new shirt. Especially since the new friends were so damn cute and seemed to be fun guys.
"Cool," Brody said smiling. "Toby why don't to walk Jake out to the car and I'll go pay for the shirt and meet you guys there."
"Okay," Toby answered then turned to me. "Come on Jake."
I followed Toby a half step behind him as we walked through the store. I kept that distance so I could look at his ass as it bounced in those skin tight purple shorts. When we got to the door he opened it and held it open for me. I glanced over to him and noticed the front of his biker shorts now had a little bulge in them. The tightness of the fabric clung to the outline of his hardened cock.
When we got to the car Toby unlocked it and opened the passenger door and pushed the seat forward. I climbed into the back seat and sat down. Toby stood outside of the car for a minute, giving me an excellent close up view of his hard cock being restrained by the stretching fabric of his shorts. I saw his hard cock throb a couple of times in its containment before he turned around and gave me a nice view of his ass that was encompassed by the purple fabric, clinging tightly to his skin, and showing the divide of his ass crack quite nicely.
"Here he comes," he said as he turned and slid into the front passenger seat. "I bet he got you the purple shirt."
"You think?" I laughed.
Brody walked up to the car and popped the trunk and put the bag inside. He climbed in the driver's door and started up the car and we took off. It was only about a five minute drive to their house and we all got out and headed in, Brody stopping to retrieve the bag from the trunk.
"Would you like a soda or something to drink?" Toby asked me.
"Sure, whatever you got will be fine."
Toby left the room and came back in a few seconds and handed me a Dew and Brody a Pepsi.
"So is our model ready to model for us?" Brody asked me laughing.
"Sure," I smiled. "Do you want me to change my shirt right here?"
"Oh heavens no," Brody laughed. "You can go into the other room and change and then come out walking all sexy like a model so we can get a good look at you."
"Cool," I said setting down my Dew. "So can I have the shirt?"
"In a second," Brody said as Toby was laughing. "There are rules to modeling you know. Do you know what they are?"
"Ah, not really, but I'm betting you are going to tell me." I laughed.
"Well there really is only one rule," Brody smiled. "You can only wear what you are to model."
"Okay, that sounds cool." I figured since the shirt was an extra large that it would be baggy and come down almost to my knees. And besides, I didn't mind a bit being naked under the shirt in front of my two new sexy friends.
