School clothes

It was the beginning of a new school year, and mother said I needed new clothes. We went to the clothing store and looked around. Mr. Smith came up and asked if he could help us. He was in his late fifties with graying hair, not to tall and chubby. Mother said we're looking for school clothes today. Of course mam, if you could follow me. He lead us to the c***drens department and showed mother some styles. He asked if we knew my size. Mother said, he's growing so fast I'm not sure. Pulling his tape measure he checked my waist and legs. Reaching between my legs he checked my in seems. When he put the tape against my crotch, it felt like he pinched my little dick which made me giggle. Mother gave me that look and said act right. She told Mr. Smith she's going to look at some shoes. He asked if I needed new under pants. Probably so, if you could look into that please, she told him. Taking my hand Mr Smith walked me to the fitting rooms. He asked what grade I was going into. Proudly I said fifth. Squeezing my hand he said let's see if we can get you ready for your big day. Going into the room he said to take my clothes off and he'd be right back.
I was in my underwear when he came back with the clothes mother picked out. You'll have to take those off to, he said. Pulling off my underwear, he knelt down and held out a new pair. Pulling them up he ran his hand over the front of them. His hand tickled as he slid it over my crotch. He said to turn around. He ran his hands over my butt and asked how they feel. I giggled as he slid a finger in the leg hole and slid along the bottom of a cheek. Looking up he asked, you like that. It feels funny I told him. Running his finger around to the front, I felt him touch my little ball sack. Wiggling I laughed. Turning me around he said someone's happy. Puzzled I looked down to see my little dick pushing on the underwear. Looking up smiling he asked, whats that. With a big grin I said, I don't know. With his first and second fingers he pinched my little stiff dick and slid his thumb over the tip which made me jump. Did that hurt, he asked. Lowering my head I said, no it feels good. Smiling he said lets see if we can do something about it. He pulled my underwear down and had me step out of them. Looking at me he said you have a nice dick. With a big grin I said really. Running his finger along the bottom of my dick, he asked, do you play with it. I said no, mother said it's naughty. All mothers say that, he answered. As he slid his finger back and forth he asked if he could play with it. I guess I said. Mr. Smith wet his fingers and cupped then around it. His fingers felt good sliding up and down my dick. After a couple of minutes he asked, you want to do something real fun. I said sure.