No

Avery gave a nervous giggle as he looked at Mel with a shocked look. Stripping to his boxers was one thing, but his secret? His tiny, tiny penis? No that was something he wanted to keep to himself. At least until he trusted someone enough.
"y-yeah right, i-i'll do that in my own time... f-for now let me just t-try on the skirt," He said nervously.

She giggled softly and got on her knees in front of him. He was thankful for her hoodie hiding her chest as this felt very sexual due to the pose and the last thing he wanted was to get an erection in front of her.
"Well, at least you're not gullible. You realized that was a joke!" She giggled again "you will go far here, Avery," boy did this girl like to giggle. At least it wasn't like the giggling bimbos in porn. The way Mel giggled felt real, like she was just full of joy. It was kinda cute in a way. He snapped himself back to reality and the girl in front of him waiting for him to move so she could dress him. He lifted his leg so she could help pull the skirt up his. Her head was level with his crotch and he was thankful for his baggy boxers. They hid his size from her as she pulled the skirt up over his hips and pulled up the zip at the back. However as she did her hand brushed against his boxer clad rear which made him blush as he felt his little friend starting to wake up.
"how does that feel? If the skirt feels fine we can move on to trying to get you into a girly top." She smirked. "Who knows, maybe I could lend you a bra if you want to go the full extra mile," She teased. He gulped, he was starting to really like her. He had already turned down her offer to strip fully and while she had claimed it had been a joke he wasn't sure. Should he let her put a bra on him? It would be a bit embarrassing but was there that much harm to it?