Brad shudders in fright as Steve's fingers start scratching his heel.The forefinger grazes Brad's tiny form a couple of times, threatning to knock Brad to the floor.
****Steve's pov
Steve felt something clinging to his ankle and gripped it lightly.
Brad saw and felt the warm fingers enwrapping him in a clammy embrace.He struggled in vain as the fingers moved him at eye level with his stepdad's face.
Steve opned his hand up and saw his tiny stepson sitting on his immense palm.
His face lit up; a mischevious grin spread across his face.
"Well, well," Steve replied, "look who it is."
"Please help me,"Brad begged,"there's noone else...."
"Oh yeah, beg me. Iove it when you beg."He let out a deep, throaty laugh.
Brad knew he was in for it. His stepdad was merciless.He wondered what kind of humilitation he would have to go through.
"your'e just in time,"Steve cooed,"my balls itch, they need a good scratch."
With his free hand, Steve lowered his boxers down to the floor, and made sure that Brad had a good view of his crotch.Brad's eyes widned in fright as he took in the scene;a huge field of pubic hair, an almost erect cock, and a massive set of hairy balls waiting beneath.
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