Dallas Steele Rides Fun Size Boy Eric Charming

Mr. Steele was professional and courteous as always. Eric was beet red the second they shook hands. Eric did as Mr. Steele told him. He stood up, stretched out his arms, stayed straight, all of it. As he did, he couldn’t help but start to get excited whenever Mr. Steele’s long arms stretched over and around him. His measuring tape brought his touch all over his body, causing an unintended rise in his loins.

He didn’t want to draw attention to it, but when Mr. Steele asked him to take his pants off for the in-seam fitting, it became unavoidable that the older man was going to see the effect the fitting had on him.

Mr. Steele got down on his knees to draw his tape up the leg, grazing along the inside of Eric’s thighs before it cupped beneath Eric’s balls. Eric let out a delicate breath, in near disbelief that the handsome man had actually touched him on his genitals.

Even on his knees, Mr. Steele still looked massive. His shoulders and chest were so wide and his biceps could barely be contained in his crisp, white shire. Eric realized that his entire width was less that just Mr. Steele’s chest! The more he took it in, the more his cock swelled up in his underwear. And yet, Mr. Steele continued on taking his measurements.

It wasn’t until Steele took Eric’s hip measurements that he had to contend with Eric’s obvious excitement. He playfully mentioned it, saying it might affect his measurements, making Eric’s face turn bright red. His pink skin and freckles disappeared from the rush of embarrassment. But it quickly turned to arousal when Mr. Steele boldly and unexpectedly grabbed his crotch.