Chapter 20

“I don’t have a shirt that will fit you,” Dion said. “You’re huge.”

“What?”

Dion could feel himself blushing in the next instant. “Shit! I’m not implying that you’re fat. Far from it. I mean, you’re very muscular. Even that pair of sweatpants in your hand right now will probably fit rather tightly around your enormous thighs, but you will feel more comfortable than sleeping in your jeans.”

Galen shrugged. “You’re right.”

Then Dion was flabbergasted when Galen stripped down on the spot right in front of him. In a matter of seconds, Galen was only wearing his dark gray trunks. He wasn’t naked, but he might as well be. Dion could see the extremely visible outline of Galen’s massive manhood pressing against his trunks. It was long and thick even though it was soft. At least Dion assumed that Galen wasn’t sexually aroused at all at that point in time. He couldn’t help but wonder about the size of Galen’s dick when it was fully erect, though.

“I…uh, I’ll get the bed ready.”