Nhh... you are small, no need to be self conscious of that. Consider it a charm point. [Sherwood reaches his other arm downward as Fuuta adjusts himself further into his lap. His other hand scoops beneath the young man's cock and cradles his balls within the curve of his other set of gloved fingers, rolling them with a slow gesture. The hand stroking him continues, slick from the addition of lubricant, but still hot from the friction of cloth working up and down bare skin,

All meanwhile, he is growing stiff beneath Fuuta's weight grinding into him. He's sure that's obvious to the younger man, as is his size... Sherwood is not big because he has a cock suitable to someone tall as him, his cock is big even for someone as tall as he is.]

If I cannot presume, then I must ask... if you're simply up for a challenge? [This has been so easy, Sherwood's very amused sounding, which probably just reads as further taunting]