A YOUNG BOY'S NIGHT-CALL MY FRIEND JOHN
From Create Your Own Story
I pick up the phone and try to contact my friend.
Let me describe John for you. At 18 years old too, he had the most amazing fit body you could ever dream of: awesome pecks and mountains of shoulder muscles. He was 6'2 tall too, which added to his imposing stature. Girls would drool over him a lot when he goes out to night clubs with me, which would make me somewhat jealous of him…
While he is mostly hairy, especially on his legs and a bit on his chest, I was totally hairless, except maybe on my pubic area, where I have hair that had grown since I hit puberty, and that I had never removed. And even if I never shaved down there before, I had a small amount of hair, which you could easily count.
He was the dominant person in our relation, deciding for us both and pushing me into stuff I didn't want, but soon get used to.
Anyway, that is not the issue here, I did call my friend John, and he had just answered the phone.
“Hey young boy! How’s it going?” he says with his rough voice.
“Ah nothing, bored at home… Wanna do something tonight?” I ask hesitantly
“Yeah? Like what?” He answers soon after.
I had two different options for the night.
