Matt stared at his hunky neighbor with hunger. He had always thought Don was adorable, but the older boy had never paid him the slightest mind. Now here he was, compelled to do whatever Matt's twisted mind could come up with!
Matt had spent years staring through the DeSotos' uncovered windows at the private moments of their family, but he didn't know much about Don, whose old bedroom was on the opposite side of the house. Now he realized that he wanted to know more about this befuddled man.
"Don, tell me about yourself," Matt said experimentally.
"You have to leave now, but my name is Donald Giovanni DeSoto. I am a freshman in college. I have brown hair and eyes. I--"
"That's enough of that," Matt interrupted. "You will answer any other questions I have truthfully."
"But--" Don gestured helplessly, not at all sure what was going on.
"Don, how big is your penis when it's hard?" Matt asked, eyeing the naked teen's crotch. This was something he had always wondered.
"Eight and a half inches."
"Have you ever had sex?"
"Of course!" Don could not help boasting.
"With a man?"
"No! I would never do that! Except for that time behind the bleachers when I jerked off with those guys from the football team. No, wait... why did I tell you that?"
Matt was laughing so hard that he didn't see Don's father descending the stairs into the room. Paul was still much reduced from his normal height, but the sight of his naked son and his cute neighbor boy drew him forward. In the presence of their larger equipment, he began to get smaller still . . .