Without even any measurable effort, Tom forced his toy-sized lover to relinquish his lab coat. Tom, the garment plucked between thumb and finger, dropped it toward the floor close to Eric's desk.
"Tom, cut it out," Eric complained.
A wide grin formed on Tom's large face. "No way, little man! Go ahead! Strip for me!"
Eric folded his arms across his chest. "You're crazy."
Tom pushed the chair back from the desk and slowly brought his large body out of the chair to stand over the desktop and his shrunken lover.
"I don't think you're in any position to refuse me."
Eric's gaze fastened on his boyfriend's crotch, which was level with the top of the desk. He saw the bulging outline beneath Tom's tight jeans and felt his mouth go dry.
With excitement gaining control of his better senses, he reached the top buttons of his shirt and began to undo them.
Tom's wide eyes bored into him.
Eric unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his torso.
Tom licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. Eric looked too damn hot. He admired his boyfriend's tiny, hard pecs and the reduced but still proportionately wide shoulders. The faint trail of hair, now even less noticeable, trailed from Eric's upper chest down toward his teeny navel.
"Don't stop now!" Tom said, absently adjusting his growing erection with a free hand.
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