Medium

Nathan hesitated. scanning the options again. His fear of Miranda thinking he had a tiny prick between his leg clouded his judgement. Finally he reached out and grabbed the black speedo, labeled M for medium. ''This one'' he said with little confidence. He scanned her face for her reaction as he awkwardly held the speedo. Miranda raised an eyebrow at him. Clearly amused. ''Medium huh?'' She said in a teasing voice. ''Thinking that the medium large is to ambitious for a guy of... your proportions'' She grins as her eyes keep falling onto his lap.

Nathan’s cheeks burned. ''It’s… normal, right? Not too, uh, much or too little'' He said trying to sound normal but failing spectacular. She smilled tossing her curls over her shoulders exposing her big curvy breasts. ''Sure.. sure mediums safe'' she said with mock seriousness. Nate felt like melting threw the floor. He knew Miranda was a well known size queen. And know he would never be an option for her. ''But now you gotta try it on... you know to see if it fits. Nate froze. ''Wh-what? Right now?''.

''Yeah, right now'' Miranda said, smirking. ''What, you want me to walk all the way downstairs just to have you come back and say it doesn’t fit? Nah, we’re doing this here''. Nathan’s pulse quickened. ''Can you, um… maybe turn around?'' He felt like his voice was barely above a whisper. Miranda rolled her eyes but turned her back to him, crossing her arms. ''Fine, fine. I won’t peek. But hurry up, will you? I don’t have al day'' Nathan took a deep breath and began to fumble with his clothes. He tried to be as quiet as possible, his hands shaking as he slid off his jeans. The air felt cool against his skin, and he glanced nervously at Miranda’s back, half expecting her to turn around any second. He looked down and imediatly wanted to die of emmbarasment as he saw the tiny tent in his loose boxers. The entire situation has goten him horned up.

He took of his shirt and looked at himself in the small mirror next to the bed. He had gotten a little bit of a six pack and some well defined arms. He felt a little confidence till he looked down at his black boxers again. He would be atleast an 8 if he didn't have that tiny of a dick. Then came the momment he had been dreading. He quickly put his fingers in the waistband of his underwear and with one quick motion took them off. The chill summer breeze felt weird on his small erect member. It kept bobbing up and down when he grabbed the speedo. His eyes looked at his exposed self in the mirror again.

His member was a light colour. as straight as an arrow and with a cute little exposed head at the end. He hoped his boner would go down before he had to show Miranda his speedo. He pulled up the black swimwear and let it snap into place around his waist. He quickly adjusted the front letting his dick sit right in the pouch. He pushed his hard little member down so it wouldn't be obvious he was hard. He then shot himself a glance in the mirror and realised with the boner he quit nicely filled out the speedo. It actually looked like the medium pouch was made for him. Going down like this wouldn't be that embarassing. Sure he wouldn't be in the top 50% of the team. But he still would still be on the acceptable side.

Nathan hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest. Finally, he cleared his throat. ''Uh… okay, I think I’m good'' he said, his voice shaky but loud enough for Miranda to hear. She turned around slowly, her gaze immediately dropping to his waist. A sly smile spread across her lips as her eyes lingered for just a second too long. ''Well, look at that'' she said, her voice dripping with teasing amusement. ''You actually look quit cute in those'' She said giving Nathan a reall smile for once. He smiled awkwardly back praying that his dick would stay flipped down and not expose that he is actually hard.

Nathan’s face turned crimson as she folded her arms and tilted her head, clearly enjoying his discomfort. ''Not bad, Nate'' Miranda added with a wink. ''I guess you won’t embarrass yourself out there after all... Just be carefull of the other guys. The locker room is just one big dick measuring contest with them... I heard'' she warns. ''But lets go down and show the girls the fresh... meat'' Miranda chuckles.