fit anymore, but the idea intrigued him, that was obvious.
He stripped out of his shirt and his trousers, now just in his white briefs. "I don't think so, Eddy", he said, "but here we go anyway." He put on the shirt, and tried to button it, but there was no way that was going to happen. His muscular, dark hairy chest just was not going to be covered by the form-fitting shirt, which was now too small. He laughed about that, but kept it on as he tried the trousers. And once again, he was met with the recognition that his waist was now larger than the uniform, and there was no way that it was going to close. He took the clothes off, then looked at me, and said, "Eddy, these just might fit you, do me a favor and see if they will." Of course, I was willing to do that, and I dropped my trousers and my shirt quickly. I stepped into the uniform trousers, and I knew instantly that they were going to fit me like a glove. Snugly, yes, but they were going to fit. I fastened the waist hook, and turned to admire myself in the mirror, with Todd sizing me up and taking it all in. He rubbed my butt, "Shows off your nice ass", he laughed, and his next comment was quick, "But Eddy, you are not dressed on the right side."
I did not know quite what he meant, and he smiled broadly, and said "Let me show you" as he undid the waist hook, unzipped the fly and reached down to grasp the bulge of my genitals and placed them on the other side of the crotch seam. Then he zipped them up, and turned me towards the mirror again, and said, "There you are, you have to 'dress' for these tailored pants to fit you just right." We were both staring at my crotch now, both in the mirror and for real, and it was also obvious to both of us that I was throwing a growing erection that simply could not be denied. I was embarrassed, but said nothing, wishing that my hard-on would go down and not embarrass me so much in front of Todd, but it just seemed to keep growing to very noticeable proportions, while Todd just stared with increasing interest. He smiled broadly as he watched.
"I guess I would throw a boner too", he said, "if someone were rearranging my cock and balls for me, and then staring at them. Take the trousers off Eddy and just let it grow." I had never been this intimate or familiar with my step-Dad before, but I did as he said, and stepped out of the uniform trousers. And as though he had just commanded it, my cock seemed to grow and grow and grow. I was truly embarrassed, but he was not. "Hey, Eddy", he said, "I am throwing a boner too and no one has even been touching me." I was compelled to look, and indeed, the bulge in his white briefs was obviously throbbing with his own twitching aroused male meat. "I guess seeing you with a big hard-on is giving me one too, since it looks like you are truly giving your old Step-Dad some competition there. You are doing OK in the dick department, let me see more, let me take a good look at you." I have to tell you, this had turned into the most erotic moment of my eighteen years!