snug fit

His fingers hovered over the box of condoms, the crinkling plastic loud in the quiet of the drugstore aisle. Snug Fit—the words glared back at him in bold, unapologetic font. He then grabbed the small box. He felt his little dick retract a bit because of his nerves. Nate knew for some time now that he had a tiny dick... He actually measured it regarly hoping it would grow... but it never did.

He then hears footsteps coming towards his isle. His shoulders tensed and he turned around. ''Oh..'' A voice said softly. Nate felt like a thief caught in the act... and the box of snug fit condoms felt like the evidence...