During my time growing up with my nudist family there was one person who was always nude, never a day he wasn't he didn't even leave the farm he always wanted to be naked. My grandpa was a true to life nudist till he passed, his balls always sagging super low. His cock though would always put me to shame, even soft and it's smaller state was always longer, thicker, and vieny. I still remember the first time I seen him hard. It was early morning no one was else was awake but I was going to the restroom when I walked last my grandpa coming out, it was massive, long and curved up huge mushroom tip. It bounced so hard left and right as he walked by. The next time I seen it hard was outside, much later we was nude of course tending to our horses, I remember he was in cowboy boots and a straw hat, he squatted down I remember walking up behind him and seeing his low hanging balls getting tickled by the grass. When I walked around him he was staring at the distance still squatting in place I stood in front of him and noticed he had a semi, he started talking about the horses but I was distracted by his now growing member, it flexed and bounced with strength. He got on his knees and began to say an old prayer, I was baffled by the sight of my grandpa kneeling praying with a raging boner throbbing. Of course in the confusion I also got a rock hard boner