Kinda.

Michael, controlling his feelings, and (his lower extremity) for the time being, gestured in the distance to a log spanning the creek ahead.

"My house isn't very far once we get past this stream. We gotta cross that log if we don't wanna get wet."

"Wet?!" Hannah yelped, her face red. She quickly composed herself and said, "Uhhh, yeah! Yeah, no, I wouldn't want to get wet! Not me! Let's go! Nearly there right! C'mon let's go, let's go!" she said, the tall girl pushing the short blonde ahead towards the log.

When they got up close, it became apparent that the log wasn't a log, but a huge, fallen tree, more than 4 feet thick.

Michael walked around to the side of it and, bless his height-challenged heart, tried to climb on top of it.

"Hngh, if I could just... maybe if I... doh." He kept slipping on moss and loose bark that came apart under his hands as he struggled to climb.

"Here Michael, let me help." Hannah suggested approaching him.

"No! No I'm good! just gotta get the right... footing... gah!" a stumpy branch he grabbed to brace himself broke off and he nearly fell onto his cute little ass. Hannah did her best to ignore his pleasingly plump penis and well-groomed balls swaying back forth wildly as he righted himself, the golden shock of blonde pubic hair catching the light as he did so. Hannah had never seen pubic hair in that color in real life until today and she admitted to herself that she really liked how it looked...

"Ugh, stupid log." He cursed the big wooden obstacle, nearly kicking it but thinking better of it before he broke his foot on the big hunk of lumber.

"It's alright to ask for help sometimes." Hannah said calmly as she slid behind Michael and placed her soft, large hands on his thin, white hips.

He shivered and avoided looking at her, but also didn't try to stop her, "It's... embarrassing." he said weakly.

Hannah said nothing and began lifting him up enough to get a secure hold on the top of the fallen tree.

Michael lifted himself up, and it looked as though he was in the clear, but one of his feet slipped and began to fall backwards.

"MICHAEL!" Hannah yelped and she stopped his fall with her hands...

... directly on his butt cheeks. The way Michael was positioned couldn't be more embarrassing: He was bent over, ass jutting out, Hannah's large hands not just squeezing his firm but supple cheeks, but spreading them! She went beet red as she stared not only at his vulnerable, hairless asshole, but also the back of his balls, bereft of any hair as well.

"Man, he really is trying hard to impress the ladies." Was all Hannah could think, admiring the thoroughness of his manscaping.

"H-Hannah!" Michael said impatiently and thoroughly embarrassed.

"Right! U-up we go! Whoop!" she said stupidly as she pushed him back up and fully onto the log.

Michael got up quickly and turned fast to face away from Hannah. It may have been a trick of the light, but Hannah could swear that his penis was a little bit... bigger.

Michael, flustered and humiliated, folded his arms as he refused to look at Hannah and said, "Thanks a lot..."

Hannah smiled and began to climb on top of the log, the ascent was much easier for the 6'5" girl and she made it up with no issue. Due to where Michael stubbornly stood, there was very little of the log to stand on behind him and when she finally got to standing and turned, her nipples were practically touching the back of Michael's blonde head.

It was as if Michael knew this was the case because he immediately began walking forward, "W-well, let's just go. We cross the stream we're basically home free."