Gay Muscle Bear Erotica - Smith

I hear the bell right as someone comes into the store. I look up to see a big, powerfully built man walking in. He’s wearing a dress shirt with the collar loosened to allow his thick bull neck some room. His big barrel chest stretches the buttons tight, as does his big full gut. He’s definitely in the right store. I let him wander around the racks for a while before I approach him and ask if he needs help. Up close, the guy is a mountain. At least two inches taller than me, and broad and thick everywhere. He makes me feel small.