06 Sep
Twinks 4 Bucks
Twinks 4 Bucks
He was moving into a room a few doors down from me. I could tell he had arrived a while before I had because he'd worked up a good sweat. He had taken off his shirt and his broad, hairless chest was beaded with sweat. "Hey, Bryan!" I called out when I saw him. "Hi, Lance," he replied, flashing me a broad, genuine smile full of perfect white teeth. He was a really nice guy and one of the few straight friends I had. It was actually strange to me that we were friends since he wasn't really the kind of guy I usually hung out with. He was very religious, something I'd done away with a long time ago, and he was really into playing all kinds of sports, something I hate.